"should we tell Erik?" Lauren asked.
"yeah." they ran to his door and knocked, then banged. No reply. Amanda reached for the doorknob when Lauren grabbed her hand.
"No."
"we can't just-"
"yes we can. Lets go."Lauren pulled off her shirt and stripped her pants off. Then dived into the icy water. The water shocked her system and she fought to stay awake. Amanda looked around and saw a boat just off shore line and she jumped in and grabbed the oars. Her muscles flexed and pulled, she was off.
Lauren got there fist. After taking three wrong turns and almost falling off the wall again. She stuck her eyes above the water looked around in the blackness. Soon saw a flashlight beam moving around in the black.
They where speaking rapidly in French and Lauren caught bits of it.
They where with the police, they where looking for...oh Lord. They where looking for Amanda and Lauren. Two ballerinas saw them go down to the lake. So thats where they began their search. Apparently the manager wasn't as dumb as Lauren thought. He ran a background search on her. And saw that she had never been to north Texas university, and wasn't thirty five. In fact she had barely finished high school He had called the police immediately
Lauren cursed in her mind and slipped back under the water and kicked to shore silently she kept out onto shore and began to formulate a plan. She almost fell over when she knocked into a barrel she looked inside and smiled. Gunpowder. She yanked off her necklace and began to go to work.
The police where searching around when a evil menacing laugh filled their ears. They pulled out their guns and pointed their flashlights around looking to see what the beams fell on. Lauren darting around in shadow came around behind and clawed on of the officers necks. They turned around and fired. Lauren darted out of the way and began to set her magic in motion. She was trembling, mostly because she was scared out of her wits. She banged the charms on her necklace together. One charm was a a generous sized piece of flint, and the other. Just a rock. But a spark soon emitted and caught onto the gun powder she followed the trail of smoke and stood by the big finale.
She put on her deepest voice and shouted.
"FOOLS! YOU CANNOT KILL A POLTERGEIST!" and then BOOM! A large explosion of flame appeared.
That did it. They ran. Lauren howled with laughter. That still appeared menacing to the police.
Amanda was lost. She ended up having to abandon the boat. Due to the wall of stone. She was swimming along and almost declared herself lost when
BOOM!
A huge pillar of flame appeared not more than fifteen yards off. She swam towards it with the last bit of her energy. Was a ton, so she was going pretty fast.
She found Lauren sitting on the shore trembling
"Lauren?" she asked. Lauren jumped.
"Hey!" she said standing up.
"see the show? Think it'll get an Oscar for that one."
Amanda pulled herself out and sat beside her.
"they know Amanda:" Lauren said.
"Those guys where cops. They must know"
"well i doubt they will be coming back!"
"those cops won't at least."
"Mandi" she said.
"yeah?"
"I'm hungry."
"yeah..."
"think Erik misses us?" Lauren asked
"Probably doesn't even know we left."
Erik did know. It was too quiet. He was composing in his room when the girls banged on his door. He just ignored them. They probably wanted to play with his hat. Again. Then it got really quiet. He couldn't sense their presence at all. He got worried he opened the door to his room. The house was empty. But Lauren's colorful clothing was strewn across the floor. He sighed. And began to look for the boat.. which he spotted by the wall. He sighed and jumped into the water and swam to it. When he was in and situated he pressed a section on the wall and a stone moved for him so he could pass. He found them sitting on the shore line. Amanda spotted his glowing eyes and pushed Lauren in the water. Lauren yelped and glared at Amanda
"What are you two girls going out here?" he asked.
Lauren yelped again and went underwater so only her nose and eyes where showing.
A few bubbles came up from her mouth as she was trying to say something.
Erik gave her an odd look. The spoke to Amanda
"Why are you two out here?"
"How did you get the boat out here!"
"I have my ways. Why are you two out here?"
Bubbles came for Lauren's reply. Sounded like
'saving your sorry-'
But Amanda cut her off before she could continue
"Just talking.."
"Just talking."
"Yeah!"
"In the dark? In the cold? And Mademoiselle blue hair without clothing?"
"um... yes?"
"Interesting."
He threw Lauren her brightly colored shirt and pants and she went underwater to slip them on.
"Thats a bad habit you have Mademoiselle Blue Hair."
When she came back up fully clothed but sopping wet.
"stop calling me that!" she said. Sitting next to Amanda
"Can we go back home now?" Amanda said.
"Home?" Erik mussed
"You know what she means." Lauren said, climbing into the boat.
Erik smiled behind his mask and offered Amanda his hand to help her into the boat.
When they got back Amanda went into the bathroom to change first. Erik went into his room and came back with a case. He handed it to Lauren. She opened it and saw to her utmost joy her fiddle.
"In the holy name of cheese!" she gasped.
She lifted Erik's mask a bit and kissed him full on the mouth and ran off holding her fiddle to her chest
He looked after with such surprise he didn't move for some time. Amanda came out dried and makeup reapplied Erik was still standing there.
"Erik?" she asked.
"Whats wrong?"
"I think..." he said
"I just got a thank you." he turned and walked off.
Lauren was sitting in their room redressed and hair in a towel. She had the fiddle to her chin and was fingering the strings but not playing.
"What did you do to him?" Amanda asked
"Hm?" Lauren said.
"What did you do to Erik?"
"Said thank you."
"Oh dear lord." Amanda said.
"It didn't mean anything!"
"For the love of cheese Lauren the man is living in the nineteenth century!"
"Oh... right. Well. I deal with it when the problem arises."
'Lauren!" But Lauren put the bow to the fiddle and began to play.
Amanda recognized the song and began to sing.
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that
music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That
I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy
for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every
paper I'd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't
take one more step.
I can't remember if I cried
When I
read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep
inside
The day the music died.
I started
singin',
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my
chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old
boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll
be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I
die."
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In
a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from
you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The
jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No
verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The
quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the
dark
The day the music died.
We were singing,
"bye-bye,
miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But
the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey
and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I
die.
"this'll be the day that I die."
We
started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove
my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old
boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll
be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I
die."
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A
generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So
come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a
candlestick
Cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Oh,
and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in
fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that
satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the
night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing
with delight
The day the music died
And they
were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove
my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good
old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll
be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I
die..."
Erik stood behind the door and listened.
These where the strangest girls he had ever met. Where all the girls in this era like this?
If so he needed to get out more offten.
He walked in when they started a new song and Amanda stoped singing and lauren put the fiddle down.
"No." he said
"Please continue"
Lauren nodded and placed the fiddle under her chin again and began a slower song.
Amanda picked up and began the song right on time.
Lay down,
your sweet and weary head.
Night is falling.
You have come to journey's end.
Sleep now,and dream
of the ones who came before.
They are calling,
from
across the distant shore.
Why do you weep?
What are
these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see.
All of your
fears will pass away.
Safe in my arms,
you're only
sleeping.
What can you see,
on the horizon?
Why do
the white gulls call?
Across the sea,
a pale moon rises.
The
ships have come,
to carry you home.
Don't say,
We
have come now to the end.
White shores are calling.
You and
I will meet again.
And you'll be here in my arms,
Just
sleeping.
DISCLAIMER:
I DO NOT OWN Erik, OR DON MCLEAN OR Amanda THE HOUSE ON THE LAKE
THE BOAT
THE ROCK WALL
ERIKS MASK
ERIKS MOUTH
THE BUG ON THE FLOOR IN THE HOUSE ON THE LAKE
THE LAKE
THE WATER
OR ANNIE LENNOX!
I OWN HOWEVER.
ME
THE FIDDLE
THE COPS'
THE PLOT LINE
AND YOUR SOUL
love
Lauren
Masked and forgotten
also i edited the music because no one reads it anyways.
loll
