I shall update for my loyal phans. I will also answer your reviews. Well the people who actually reviewed the 3rd chapter.

Angelus-Cantus: I know, I hate them too, but they're so much fun to write!

Angelflowers: sure you can be in my cameo, I just need to know some things I will post at the end of this chapter. oh and which fic am I going to be a cameo for!

Erik's muse: I'm saving that for the fourth chappie and I LUV CLIFFIES!

Well now for da story!

Ivy gulped down her pasta, looked Erik in the eye and said, "Sorry that is classified." Ivy then sprang up and tried to escape, but Erik was ready.

"I want answers, or you shall not be in my good graces." He growled.

" Fine. You are…" Ivy got cut off as a loud poof filled the room. Erik didn't seem to notice. In fact, Erik wasn't even moving. Ivy got out of his grip and turned around to see the girl she faced. She had dark blonde hair that went past her shoulders, hazel eyes and glasses. She had on a white striped tank top, white pants, flip-flops, and a smirk that rivaled Draco Malfoy's. On that smirk braces shone in the candle-light of the lair. A carbon copy of a younger Becca. The weirdest part was… she floated down and landed softly onto the floor. Then she tripped.

"AHH!" She screeched and hit a rug. She got up and re-planted the grin on her face. "You can't tell him yet." She said bluntly.

"Who the heck are you!" Ivy looked at the girl.

" I'm Gasp. This is my phan phiction." The girl said.

"Wait, what! You mean I'm not real!" Ivy snapped at the authoress.

"Of course your real, a "phan phic"( the girl made finger quotes) means that the phan thinks it's phiction, not that it is phiction. Got it?" The girl smiled.

"No, but why can't I tell him?" Ivy asked desperately.

"Because Ivy, He isn't ready to know, and if you try to tell him before we say, you will get sent back through the plot hole from whence you came."
The girl explained.

"Wait… WE!" Ivy asked

"Yeah, me and my muses." Gasp explained

"Oh. Well how do I keep him off of my scent then?" Ivy demanded.

"Sorry, can't help ya there, bye!" With a loud poof, she was gone. Then a little piece of chalk and a slate appeared.

It wrote, 'we will be watching you so you don't screw up. Oh and everything will start moving again in ten seconds.'

Then it was simply gone. Ivy didn't want to stick around when Erik started moving again, so she raced off to find Becca. Ten seconds later Erik looked around. "Oh, that girl is in so much trouble." Erik said as he grabbed his cape.

Becca was practicing in her small room when Ivy ran into it. "Hide meeee!" she screeched and hid under the bed.

"Uh, are you okay?" Becca asked as she peered under the bed.

"I just met with the author of the phanphiction we are in." Ivy muttered from under the bed.

"Wait, what! We're in a phanphic!" Becca poked her head under the bed to face Ivy.

The hiding redhead sighed and relayed everything Gasp had told her to Becca.

Becca sat upright and contemplated about what she just heard. Suddenly the door burst open and Erik came in.

"Where is SHE!" He screamed at Becca.

Becca gave him a "what-are-you-talking-about-and-calm-down-you're-gonna-give-yourself-a-coronary" look.

(Erik: is that a real look? Gasp: of course it is! In my mind! Erik: -.-')

"Where is IVY!" he roared and lunged at Becca. Becca sidestepped him and sent him falling onto the mattress of the bed.

"I haven't seen her since I told you about my job. Now If you'll be kind enough to leave me in peace, I would like to practice my instrument!"

Though Becca was shorter than Erik, she glared at him with such intensity, she could've convinced the entire world that the sky was purple and that squirrels were really aliens in disguise waiting to prey upon the human race and harvest their bodies for science.

(Erik…What? That doesn't make ANY sense!
Gasp: well it does…….. not make any sense to me either!
Erik: -smacks forehead- you scare me!
Gasp: thanks for the compliment!
Erik: -Bangs head against wall-)

Erik matched the glare. "Well, when you see her, tell her she isn't in my good graces." With that he melted into the shadows and was gone.

Ivy clambered out from under the bed. Becca gasped, "Ivy! What were you doing under there?"

Ivy gave her friend a "did-you-completely-forget-I-was-there?" look.

Becca laughed and said, "I was joking, hey I'm hungry, wanna grab a croissant?"

Ivy linked arms with her friend and they strode outside to a café across the road.

Erik was composing on his organ when a loud crash came from the Louis-Phillipe room. He cursed and went to investigate. He cautiously opened the door to find…………

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Not gonna tell ya!

Okay, If you want a cameo you have to include this information in your review.

1. Name (just put what you want to be called)

2. Description (you and your outfit)

3. Weapon

4. Masquerade costume

5. Masquerade date

6. Personality

7. Anything else you wanna put!

Also, whoever reviews first gets to come in first! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Well, read, review, or get punjabbed!

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