"So, the Eriks want the other Eriks to come and visit. What do you think, Alaina?"

"I think OPA just got a lot more interesting," Mlle. Alaina said to Mlle. Mirielle. "We always counted on having guest speakers, but I think it helps that the students receive a crash course in the other realities. As long as Erik Destler's visits are kept at minimum."

"The Headmaster will never go for it; too much of a canonical risk," Mlle. Mirielle replied.

"The Headmaster is an enigma. Come along, Mirielle, and make sure you bring the not-so-minis. I am going to announce that the students have exams next week."

"Oh, honestly Alaina, my not-so-minis are tired. Can't it wait for next week?"

"And miss the look on the student's faces when I announce Gerik is gone and they have exams? Not on your life."

Eve pounded her head on the textbook laying on the desk. Her brain was about to explode from all the knowledge that she was trying to retain. She still had the Christines' class to study for, and she could barely concentrate on the Raouls' book and their study sheets (the Raouls were the only ones to actually provide study sheets; it was part of their new campaign: Raouls: A Few Good Men). Eve lifted her head and glanced around the library. There were many students in the library, but few were seriously studying. Many were trying to figure out a way to convince the Eriks to bring back Gerik. There were also several staff members in the library researching the most obscure facts in Phantom of the Opera history or they were poking the few students studying, like Cecile Jammes.

The Auctioneer was walking around handing the students the latest C.o.M.C.W.a.S.o.B.L.O.o.V.o.H.T.C.B newsletter, while Madame Firmin was trying to convince Meimu and Adonis Emery, call me Emery, that she was a very important character….even though she only had one line (one word, actually). Lefevre and Poligny were arguing about which one of them was the better ex-manager. Maddy and Libris started collecting bets from the surrounding students on how soon the two managers would come to blows.

Eve realized that she would not get any studying done the library, but she couldn't go back to her dormitory because she knew that the not-so-minis were doing an inspection. They were really looking for any illicit materials such as pictures of student's respective lust objects. So Eve decided to just leave and find somewhere else to study. As she left she handed Maddy some money. Her bet was five minutes, tops.

Eve soon realized that her plan to find some place peaceful to study was not going to work. Many of the doors to other rooms were locked and the distractions in the hallways were as bad as they were in the library. Webber!Meg was currently teaching Leroux!Meg how to reach the right pitch to have a truly blood-curdling scream.

"Like this….OHHHHHHHHHH!"

"No, no, you need to put some more fear and horror into it. Also, try to scream a little higher. Take a deep breath and do it again."

"Ok…..AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Webber!Meg jumped up and down and clapped her hands. "That's perfect! You hit it exactly."

Eve had to jump out of the way as Firmin, Andre, and Webber!Carlotta came running down the hall.

"What is it? What has happened? Ubaldo!

"Oh my God! My God!

"We're ruin-." Firmin stopped and glanced at the two Megs who were just standing in the hall looking very calm.

Andre blushed and said, "Sorry, force of habit." Then he, Firmin, and Webber!Carlotta quickly walked away.

Eve continued to walk down the hallway trying to open doors. How come none of them are unlocked? Eve was getting frustrated and she started to hit the walls trying to find one of the many trap doors peppered throughout OPA, but no such luck.

The last straw was when Eve caught sight of the Punctuation Posse. Not wanting to be hit with whatever punctuation the PP was throwing that day, Eve took off running. She kept running, taking twists and turns, and not paying any attention to where she was going. She opened up a random door (Thank God, I finally found one that is unlocked) and, once inside, she shut the door and sank to the floor. Peace at last, thought Eve. Then she heard a throat clear. Eve looked up and saw that she had ended up in an occupied classroom.

"Ah, welcome Mlle. Eve." Leroux!Erik "Erik was just about to hand out the exams"

"Exams! But they are not until next week!" Eve cried out.

"Are they?" Webber!Erik asked. Then he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Doesn't matter. We have decided to give our exam now. And since it is my-" Leroux!Erik coughed. "-our opera house, we can do whatever we wish. Consider yourself lucky that you found the exam room. Anyone who is not here fails."

"But it isn't fair! How could you plan an exam and not tell anyone when or where it is?"

"I would hope that by now you have realized that nothing, which pertains to the students, is fair at OPA. Now sit down, or fail."

Eve grumbled and took a seat next to Reneé Moreau. She hadn't even begun to study for the Eriks' class, since she thought it would be the last exam given.

Webber!Erik handed out the exams as Leroux!Erik explained what they would have to do.

"Your exam is quite simple. You must write a story based on Erik."

The students started to murmur to each other. Write a story based on Erik? That would be easy! Many started to pick up their pens and started to write. But Leroux!Erik wasn't done yet.

"And when Erik says based on Erik, Erik means based on Erik...Leroux!Erik. Your story must be completely within the Leroux canon. No other version of Erik may be used. And it must be at least fifty pages. You have two hours."

The students looked at the two Eriks with disbelief in their eyes. This did not bode well at all, especially since Leroux!Erik was referring to himself in the third person. Before they could form some sort of protest, Webber!Erik had a few last words to throw in.

"Oh, before you begin, I feel we must remind you of something. Remember that our class is called Write Me in Character or I will Punjab You." Both Eriks pulled out their punjab lassos and smiled.

Leroux!Erik laughed, "Happy writing!"

Le Author's Note: Six months is a horrific amount of time. Honestly, the time flew by. One of the authoresses claims all responsibility to working many hours and moving to Washington DC. In fact this chapter may still remain uncomposed if the other authoress didn't harp continually. A slight note: while this story has been checked three times for errors some may still occur. Why? Because it has been six months since we have communicated with our beta. We feel it would be rude to suddenly disrupt the beta's life to drop everything for a story many considered to be dead. Always be extremely considerate of your beta; they can be vindictive and add errors should they wish.

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