The Christines were smarter than many people gave them credit for. When the stampede of fangirls came swarming towards their room, Dance!Christine had the presence of mind to slam the door right in Random's face.

So, the fangirls waited. Surely, an Erik would appear! But an Erik never did, and so Mlle. Mirielle and the Christines were stuck in their room.

Even though the Christines weren't as dull as many believed them to be, it was too much for Mlle. Mirielle to be monitoring their conversations. At any point the delicate canonical balance of OPA could be destroyed! So, she gagged Argento!Christine and Kay!Christine to make sure that the most radical changes in canon didn't occur. After two hours, however, Mlle. Mirielle lost her temper.

"Let me out of here, you brats!" Mlle. Mirielle screamed as she hit the door. After the third time failing to open it, she resorted to threats.

"I will find out who is out there! You will clean all of the Eriks' torture chambers, and I will allow them to turn them on! Let me out!"

"Mirielle? Are you in there?" came a sweet voice from outside the door. Well, it wasn't really sweet, but Mirielle had never been so happy to hear Alaina's voice in her life.

"LET ME OUT!"

Oh yes, Mlle. Mirielle was in there.

The door opened, revealing several fangirls. Many, including Eve, were sitting outside the door with a sheepish look on their faces.

"Attack," Mirielle said, and the Punctuation Posse came running down the hall throwing commas, umlauts, apostrophes, and an ellipsis.

Turning to Mlle. Alaina, Mlle. Mirielle said, "Well, you seem recovered."

"As long as Erik Destler keeps away from me, I am fine. Dare I ask what are in that room?"

"Christines... all of them."

"Oh, dear."

Mlle. Mirielle and Mlle. Alaina were not the only ones who were hunting Eriks. Several student groups braved the threat of the Punctuation Posse and searched high and low for the masked (or unmasked in the case of Argento!Erik) men. But since the only un-stealthy Phantom had already been captured, the students were not being met with any success. But there were others who were looking for Eriks, and they were determined to capture them all.

"I say we Punjab the one without a deformity first," Leroux!Erik suggested.

"Just what I was thinking. How about the one with the gold metallic mask second?" suggested Webber!Erik.

"Wonderful suggestion. Phantoms are meant to blend in, not wear some gaudy monstrosity."

Leroux! and Webber!Erik were sitting up in the rafters around the chandelier and were placing all the other Eriks in the order that they were to be captured or Punjabbed. Even though Leroux!Erik detested Webber!Erik and vice versa, they decided to band together to get rid of the invading Eriks. Two was more than enough for OPA (even though there were sure to be some students who would disagree).

"Which one should be next? The one that Mlle. Mirielle already captured?" Webber!Erik asked as he looked over the list of Eriks.

"No. It would be too easy. Hmmm, how about the mute one? Even though he is a rather good adaptation of me, his gestures drive me crazy... or more crazy than normal."

"All right, I will put him down. The little veil on his mask bothers me. So, what are your thoughts on capturing them? Should we just stalk and Punjab?"

Leroux!Erik looked as thoughtful as a man wearing a mask could. "Why don't we lure them all into one room? Then we could give them the option to leave, and if they refuse we can Punjab them."

"Excellent! Now how do we get them all into one room?" Webber!Erik questioned.

"Well, how do you get us to go anywhere voluntarily?"

Webber!Erik's eyes lit up. "Ah, the Christines."

"Exactly."

Leroux!Christine was very nervous. She had just left the room that contained all the Christines when Leroux!Erik appeared beside her. After discerning that she was no longer infected with Sueitis, (which caused him to sigh regretfully), Leroux!Erik requested that she walk around OPA while singing "The Jewel Song" from Faust. When Leroux!Christine asked why, Leorux!Erik had just smiled and said that it was a simple request that a teacher was making of his student. It was not the request itself, but Leroux!Erik's parting comments, that made her nervous.

"Pay no heed to anyone who might be following you. Just keep walking, and when you have walked the whole of OPA, please proceed to the fops' classroom. I will be waiting there to critique your performance."

Leroux!Christine had nodded and watched as Leroux!Erik disappeared down the hall. She was now in the theater, as it seemed as good a place as any to start her singing trek. She glanced around, took a deep breath, and began to sing. She walked out of the theater and down the hall. She continued singing as she walked all around OPA. She started to walk faster towards the Raouls' classroom when she noticed shadowy figures out of the corners of her eyes. As she turned down the hall towards the classroom, she noticed Webber!Christine walking toward her. She was also singing, but instead of Faust, it was "Think of Me" from the musical. They both stopped singing when they reached the classroom.

"Webber!Erik asked you to walk around singing?"

Webber!Christine nodded. "I am assuming Leroux!Erik asked you the same?"

"Yes. Do you know what is going on?"

"I think it has something to do with all the other Eriks, Raouls, Christines, and other characters wandering around."

Leroux!Christine started. "Other Eriks!"

"I believe she is referring to us, my dear"

Leroux! and Webber!Christine whirled around and stood facing six men. Then they saw the door slam behind the men. Before the Christines could recover from that, they heard a noise behind them and spun around again to see Leroux! and Webber!Erik standing there.

"Excellent job, child."

"I am very proud of you, angel."

Leroux!Erik looked over the invading Eriks and narrowed his eyes. "Now, we have much to discuss."

Leroux!Christine realized she had very good cause to be nervous as she found that she and Webber!Christine were now locked in a room with eight very insane men.

AN: Many apologies for the delay with this chapter. We did not expect it took take this long to come up with a chapter but, with both authoresses graduating, having finals, and, in the case of one authoress, looking for a job in the real world, OPA took the backseat. Once again, thank you for all your reviews, many of them were helpful. While we do not make it a policy to address individual reviewers, we will address one.

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