Hello again! As always, awesome reviews!
Silronsemwin: Thank you! You know, Tia said the same thing? XD
Nightshade727: Thanks, that means so much to me! I didn't find many stories like this, so I thought I should write one. :)
Songbird of the Night: Uh...um...Of course not!
PH Erik: HA!
Me: Shut up, Erik!
PH Erik: But you said-
Me: *silencing death glare*
Anyways, I loveah you, too! And your Anchle o' Moosic!( AKA my partner in crime) Sometimes. XD
AndromedaTodd: I know! Stupid BLEEPING BLEEP BLEEP gypsy dude! How could ever hurt a child; let alone one that is so amazing! Thank you!
RoseTheHorrorLover: Hehe, Hi Erik, hehe. Whoops! What I meant to say was; Thanks Tia; and, again, the stuttering! I think the stutter adds to his character. :) Of course, mon Ange de Fatalité. XD
The Weight of Words: Chapter Four
Cécile ran down the hall, crashing into Aurore, and mowing right over little Brigitte. Of all the days for her to forget her pointe shoes! She knew where she had left them, as well, making her feel even more imprudent. She left them right on the bedside table in Annie's dressing room.
Cécile knew Annie wouldn't be in her room right now, since she was in the Corps de Ballet rehearsal, but Annie wouldn't mind if she just went in to get her shoes. Besides, Annie would be out of rehearsal in a few minutes, she could tell her she went in.
~o~
Antoinette tried not to seem rushed as she hurried back to her dressing room. She felt badly about leaving Erik alone for so long. She also was upset by the scolding she got from the ballet mistress for being late. Antoinette was never late. Stop, Antoinette, you have more important things to attend to, her brain yells at her.
Antoinette's heart stopped in her chest as she rounded the corner and looked towards her dressing room. The door was opened.
Erik!
Antoinette tore down the hallway and straight into her room. She was relived to find her best friend sitting on her bed.
"Hello, Annie," Cécile said, calmly as ever.
Good, Cécile hadn't seen Erik. Where was he, then?
"H-hello, Ce," Antoinette said scanning the room for the young boy. "Why are you here?" Antoinette could have slapped herself for her bad acting skills; Cécile surely knew she was up to something. Her friend decided it was best if she ignored how strangely Antoinette was acting. Antoinette was thankful for that.
Suddenly, Antoinette gasped for no reason.
Cécile shook her head, her friend was usually so sensible. "Do you know where my ballet shoes are? I can't find them so I was waiting for you to get back. I swear I left them in here yesterday."
"Oh, um, yes uh, right here," Antoinette said, mentally slapping herself for babbling like an idiot, as she picked them up from the vanity where she had moved them to the night before.
Thankfully, Cécile left quickly.
"Oh God, Erik, you scared me so badly," Antoinette said as Erik came out of his hiding spot from underneath the bed. He caused her gasp when he grabbed her ankle from under the bed.
"I'm sorry, Annie, really," Erik looked at her with his green eyes wide, still from the fright it must have caused him. "You didn't seem to k-know where I w-was. W-who was that?"
Antoinette flopped on to her bed. "Cécile. She's my best friend who has a personal space issue. Remind me to lock the door next time, won't you, Erik?"
Erik nodded.
"Now let's get you clean up a bit," Antoinette said with a smile.
Erik stared at her for a moment, as if to see if she was lying. He hesitantly agreed, and Antoinette left the room to heat up some water.
~o~
"A-annie?" Erik spoke later that night, after they had lain down to sleep.
Antoinette smiled at his soft, musical voice. "Yes?"
"I need to l-leave."
Antoinette shot straight up. "What?"
Erik sat up slowly to meet Antoinette's gaze. "I c-can't stay here. W-what if someone f-finds me? You'll get in trouble and it'll be my fault." Erik laid back down, then spoke even more quietly, "T-they'll ma-ake me go back. I don't w-want to go b-back, Annie." Antoinette could tell by his voice that he was crying.
Antoinette wrapped her arms around Erik, and ran her fingers through his now clean, blonde hair. "I won't let them."
Erik snuggled into her embrace and fell asleep knowing he was safe with Annie.
So, what did you think? Please review! And I have a job for you. I am going to write a POTO parody! BUT I need help from YOU. When you review, please also type in your favorite POTO jokes or ideas that could make the parody even funnier. I'm going to make the parody a one shot. (I think; I might change my mind) If you have any ideas, leave them in the comments for this story or PM me. Thanks!