Hopeless Idiocy Chapter Two
Disclaimer: I do not own POTO, and I never will, and if you think I do, then you need to get a grip on reality and realize that I am nothing but a poor… lonely… helpless… phangirl. )Cries(
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Erik laughed loudly as all the color drained out of Raoul's face. Christine was hopping up and down in circles, her hair smacking Raoul in the face.
"Why? Why?" He asked, his face in his hands. The Phantom laughed again and turned to Christine.
"Come my dear, we must head back before the fop's head explodes."
"OK!" Christine said loudly. The Phantom held out his hand for her and she grabbed it, holding it so tightly that the phantoms face was turning blue. Well, half of it anyway.
"Um, Christine?" He said hoarsely. "Could you loosen your grip a little please?"
"Oh! Sure!" He felt her hand become lighter on his, as he began to gain consciousness again. They walked down for a long time, Raoul following closely behind, sobbing quietly. When they reached the boat, they all looked at each other slowly. The Phantom spoke first.
"Not all three of us can fit." He said.
" Well, I'm not swimming!" Raoul said angrily.
"Well I'm not either!" Christine said, pouting. "I'm wearing a dress for god sakes!"
"No." The Phantom said, patting Christine on the hand. "Of course your not, but I'm the only one who knows how to steer it!" They both looked behind them at Raoul, who quickly pulled his finger out of his nose.
"You're swimming." They both said in unison, looking disgusted.
A/N: Yes, I know, very short, but do not fear! I have some pre-written, and they get much longer... maybe even too long. )Grins( Please R&R!