Max: I'm mad

Erik: Why are you mad?

Max: Just. Look. At. This.

-Erik, though a little confused, looks at Max's laptop-

Erik: Yea, I don't see what you want me to see.

Max: *facepalm* It's really not that hard to figure out. Where do you find The Phantom of the Opera on this page?

Erik: Well, it's right below Song of the Lioness and right under… oh. I see what you mean.

Max: Finally Erik! Gosh, sometimes you can be so slow!

Erik: Sorry. But you can't blame me that we're now right under Warriors.

Max: WE GOT BEATEN BY A BUNCH OF STUPID CATS!

-Christine walks over-

Christine: What's wrong?

Erik: We were beaten by stupid warrior cats, apparently.

Christine: Oh, Erik! I'm so sorry!

-Christine kisses Erik-

Max: Okay, guys, like really? Do we have to go through this again? We have a dilemma here!

-Reluctantly, the two lovebirds break apart-

Max: Thank you. Now, there is some good news in this.

Erik: What's that?

Max: We're only four short from beating Warriors. Also, seven stories were added since yesterday, so that's good.

Christine: Well, how are we going to make sure we stay ahead of Warriors?

Max: Hehe, well, I have an idea.

-Twenty minutes later, we find Erik and Christine in strange dancing costumes. Erik is wearing sweats with one leg rolled up to expose black stretchy pants underneath. He's also wearing a leotard. Christine is wearing the same thing as him, only in girl form-

Erik: And this is supposed to help, how?

Max: Simple, we're going to give the Phangirls some inspiration by doing a dance routine.

Christine: Um, Max, I'm kind of scared. I haven't danced in a while. Don't you think we should get Meg to do this instead?

Erik: No! I will not dance with Giry's daughter! I much prefer Christine!

Max: Then it's settled. Dance!

-Max cues calm music that should be played while people are doing interpretive dance. Christine starts talking really weird and slow while doing these interpretive dance moves. Erik follows what she's doing, but he's failing at the attempt-

Christine: Good… Afternoon…Today…. we are dancing…. to the beat of….. "Hummingbirds". Isn't it nice…?

Erik: Christine…. Christine….

Max: Christine…

-Erik glares at Max while trying to do a "bridge". She would be scared if he didn't look so ridiculous-

Max: Oh! By the way, to one reviewer named Dancer, we are just taking this whole thing one step at a time. Once we get more stories than Warriors and Maximum Ride, then we can go onto bigger things like Harry Potter. Baby steps, remember, baby steps.

Erik: I am doing baby steps!

Max: I wasn't talking to you!

Erik: ….

Max: Anyway, I generally only update this once a week, but this was just kind of new, seeing that we were beaten by a bunch of cats.

Christine: Ouch! Max, I think I pulled a muscle!

Erik: I'll help you! Ouch!

-Erik crumples to the ground in pain, noticing that he strained something in his leg-

Max: Okay… so before I go get my first aid kit for them, just wanted to remind you, write stories! Review! Whatever! Thank you once again to all my reviewers! And thanks so much to the ones who review every chapter-PhantomWaffles and Thaovyphantran. And of course to everyone else who reviewed- Sheridyn-the-Phantomess, nannyandpotocrazy, and Dancer. It means so much! Oh and we will be going to 1870 in the next chapter. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Erik and Christine: Ouch! MAX!

Max: I'm coming!

A/N By the way, the dancing thing is an inside joke thing at my school. It was for a skit that my drama class did. It was pretty funny... So if any of you actually do interpretive dance, or anything like that, I didn't mean to offend anyone. Just wanted to let you know that, thanks! :)