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Alright, this chapter took a while. I had to collect people and guesses. I am naming this chapter, along with the question.

(Set before Chapter 6)

The Chapter In Which All Hell Broke Loose

What are Christine's, Raoul's, Carlotta's, Erik's, Madame Giry's, and Meg's masquerade costume?

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"WHITE CLOTH!"

"Check!" came the droning reply. Madame Giry smiled, and ticked something off a clipboard, not showing her obvious fear. I should have never hired those girls…

"BLACK CLOTH!"

"Check!"

"BLUE!"

"Check!"

"Pink!"
"Check!"
"White!"
"Check!"

"Yellow and purple poka-dots!"
"WHAT?"

Mme. Giry allowed herself a small smirk. At least this time they had enough clothing.

Anyway…

Erik was going to kill her. But she needed help with the Masquerade costumes, and they promised to work hard…

…and it was only five phangirls.

She had made sure to not invite those three girls that seemed to pop up when no one wanted them.

The ballet instructor consulted her watch, noticing her precious seconds tick away. 3….2….1….

Right on time, the door was thrown open, and in came 5 people. Three females, two males. All five looked either ticked, annoyed, or slightly scared.

"Mama, what are we doing here?" Meg asked quietly, risking terrified glances at Erik. This male was glaring at Raoul, who was looking calmly at Christine, who was watching Carlotta growl darkly and give evil looks to all four of them.

"We're…simply designing your Masquerade costumes…" the woman said after a while.

"Then why do I presume we all got the same letters, which included a desperate plea of 'please do not kill me when I tell you the news!'?" Erik grunted, crossing his arms.

Madame Giry shot him a horrible glare. "I only put that on your letter," she hissed under her breath, smacking her cane against the ground. Raoul, who heard rumors it would become a sword if she did it again, whimpered quietly for a moment.

"So what-a is the-a news-a?" Carlotta snapped, ruffling her inhumanly red pompom hair.

"I hired help to aid me in the costume making."

"So how is that bad?" Christine perked up. Raoul had to immediately smack Erik so he didn't jump at her mere voice.

"…They're phangirls."

And then the room exploded.

"YOU HIRED WHAT! HOW DARE YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT HIRING THOSE KINDS OF –insert swear word of your choice here-!"

Mme. Giry would not stand for this. She strode over, and slapped Erik across the face.

"Shut it, Ghosty!" she growled, losing her elegant composure for a moment. Then she breathed again.

"I didn't hire those three girls. Just normal teens, and only five of them."

Meg, who had been surprisingly quiet, spoke up again. "When will they arrive?"

Just then, all the lights in the room went out, similar to Erik's candle trick. Fog began seeping through the closed doors, and they creaked open.

Christine took on her 'deer in headlights' appearance.

Suddenly, a new-aged song began playing, screaming the phrase 'FEEL GOOD' every couple of seconds, along with 'shake it, shake it'.

Antonio, who I've been neglecting to type about, suddenly fainted.

The diva-looking females strode in, walking in perfect time with the Gorillaz song. Madame Giry felt faint, thinking she hired more Mary-Sues.

But then the lights went back on, and the fog vanished.

Two things became visible at once. First of all, they weren't perfect. But they were all teens, ranging from ages 13-17.

Second of all, there were seven of them, not five. And let's just say the extra two were 13 and 15.

"CUT THE SONG!" Veng screamed, then smiled as it ended. She stepped up to the front of the group, hands on her hips.

"Heya freak-os. In n' I are very insulted we weren't invited to his event. But we decided to help anyway. Let me introduce you to the group!"

She cut off, turning around and smiling at five rather nervous looking girls. Then she pulled out a crumpled slip of paper, and began reading.

"Lady Pendragon, please step up!"

Soon a 16-year-old girl made her way to the front of the crowd. Her shoulder-length brown hair brushed her black top, and her hands were shoved into the pockets of jean shorts.

She glanced across the others, her gaze stopping on Erik for a moment. He cringed as she smiled at him, and then at Meg.

God I hate phangirls.

"Alex, get your butt up here!"

This one was 17, having her also brown hair up in a bun, and wearing a simple blue dress. She looked at Carlotta for a brief second, then actually grinned.

"Erm, Gisele? Up here, now!"

The teen was also 15, like Veng, and wore a scarlet dress with a greenish-gray blanket that was tied sloppily around her neck as a cape. And hot pink wings? The second she stepped up beside Alex, she hooked a rabidly-loving look on Erik.

Oh shoot. Wait, are those wings?

"Kloolk, now or never!"

This girl was one of the youngest, at the age of fourteen. Her curly brown hair fell over her blue eyes. She fiddled with the hem of her white blouse, shifting from one blue-jean clad leg to the other. She smiled bashfully at, of course, Erik.

Note to self: Destroy Madame Giry.

"And last, but defiantly not least, Evanesce!" (No, not the band, despite name similarities.)

The last girl made Madame Giry breathe again. She thought she'd hired the brown-haired phangirl squad or something. I mean really!

But her hair was golden-reddish, with only a few brown tints. She probably dressed one of the most sensibly, with a black shirt and jeans, although she had very elegant diamond jewelry wrapped around her neck, wrist, and I even think one on her ankle.

"SUP YA'LL!" she yelled, in a pretty good southern imitation. "I GOT DIBS ON MAKING ERIK'S COSTUME!"

For those keeping count, that was strike two.

All hell has no broken loose yet, but it is getting there.

Basically, everyone but Alex, In, and Veng tackled down Evanesce, with Gisele screaming bloody murder and flapping her wings like some crazed vulture.

"So…" Alex said after a while, turning around and looking over at the shocked group of POTO cast. "…Which will I design?"

Before anyone could speak, Carlotta strode up. "I-a get-a the calm-a one-a!"

Alex shrugged. "Kay. Now, I was thinking something like…"

Meg was actually brave enough to stride over to the group. "Um, excuse me, but could you please stop fighting? You're going to hurt yourselves…" She idly twirled the end of her white ribbon.

Lady Pendragon perked up. "I'll take her! I already have the perfect costume in mind!" She leapt off the dogpile and dashed off towards the white cloth.

This left the violent battle between Evanesce, Gisele, and Kloolk. Absolutely none of them wanted to give up helping clothe Erik, and seeing how all that was left was Christine and….Raoul, they weren't giving up.

But, sadly, the fight scene has gotten too violent for my rated T story. So instead you can watch the nice video of a sloth!

See the sloth in it's natural habitat, walking down the tree at a total speed of -6 mph. He will eventually reach his food supp- WOAH THOSE GIRLS ARE GETTING VICIOUS! Erm, I mean, watch as he slowly…slowly…slowly reaches for the banana. Do sloth's eat bananas? I really don't know. I'm half dea- oh look the fight's over!

Gisele, Evanesce, and Kloolk were all unconscious. They had apparently fought each other to near extinction.

Christine walked over quietly. "Shall I flip a coin to see who gets Erik?"

All three instantly sprang back to life. "YES!"

"Evanesce is heads, Gisele is tails, and Kloolk is-" she cut off. There was no three.

"Would you like to flip my cube?" Kloolk suggested, pulling a dice out of her pocket.

"I'm one and two, Gisele is three and four, and Evanesce is five and six."

Christine pondered this, then gave off her I'm-a-stupid-idiot smile and accepted it.

Then she threw it into the air.

Three teenagers held their breath as the dice dramatically flipped in the air, going in slow motion with whoosh sound effects.

And then it fell, the number exposed: 2

Kloolk let out a shriek of joy and skipped off towards an afraid-looking ghost impersonator.

Evanesce and Gisele both pouted and crossed their arms.

"No fair!" both yelled at Christine, who frowned.

"I'll flip a coin to see who gets to design Raoul's outfit."

Both girls looked horrified, and screamed, "I don't want the fop!"

Christine scowled. Way to insult her fiancé.

"Fine. You can call it for me." She shot a look towards Gisele. "Call it."

"Heads," replied the 15-year-old instantly.

Christine flipped the coin, and it landed in her open palm, and she flipped it onto the back of her other hand.

"Heads," she read out, and Gisele grinned and stuck her tongue out at Evanesce. "Ha! You got the fop!"

Evanesce scowled and looked over at the fop. Then she grumbled something under her breath and walked over to the cloth, starting to chat cheerfully with the other phangirls.

"So…" Madame Giry started, glaring at the only two girls left. "Why are you here? Are you going to help with the costumes? If you are…please don't."

Veng and Insane rolled their eyes. Insane spoke up. "No, I'm not helping. I have pre-recorded Dancing With The Stars to watch!" she giggled, skipping off to a giant big-screen TV. She flicked the TV on and settled in front of it.

Veng sighed, scratching her head. "Uh, yeah. I'm actually the one who's making your costume."

Madame Giry raised an eyebrow. "You're what?"

"Uh…I was thinking black?"

"THIS WILL BE A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP!"

"Keep it down!" Insane yelled. "I can't hear the music!"

Alex stopped in the middle of attaching a feather to a hat.

Lady Pendragon froze halfway between adding fluff to a white bodice.

Gisele dropped Christine's engagement ring, which she was stringing onto a necklace.

Kloolk ceased adding dents to a freaky mask.

Evanesce threw down the blue cloth and put her hands up into the air.

Insane grinned. "Thankies!" she squealed, turning around and watching as a very familiar song played on the screen.

"Is your glowing talking box thing singing the Phantom's Theme?" Erik asked suspiciously.

Everyone in the room nodded slowly.

"Who is that singing it?" Christine asked, trying not to sound jealous.

"Uh…I know it's the original Christine, but, uh, what was her name again?" She turned to look at Veng.

"Sarah Brightman?" her friend suggested with a shrug. "I don't know. There's so many different Christine's, because of all the Broadway skits. But I think it's Sarah."

"It's defiantly Sarah Brightman," Madame Giry said confidentially, causing everyone to stare.

"…Get back to your costumes!"

Four painstaking hours and ten pounds of clothing later, there were 6 costumes laid out of the ground. They were finished, and five phangirls and Veng were exhausted.

But there was a small problem. They didn't know what the costumes were.

Except Erik's. They took one look at Kloolk's design, and dubbed it 'Red Death.'

Now they were staring Meg's fluffy white costume.

"Angel," Alex suggested. Kloolk nodded, but the others shook their heads.

"No way. Look at the headpiece, it's so obviously a rabbit!" said Gisele, picking up the two white ears.

Lady Pendragon studied her own creation, and then nodded. "Yeah…I guess it's a rabbit."

Evanesce stared at it. "My God, could you get anymore low-cut?"

They ignored her, and went to Christine's outfit. Gisele's pinkness made them flinch.

"Pansy," muttered Lady Pendragon under her breath. Gisele glared at her, a wing twitching.

"She's a pink rose."

"Pansy."

"Pink rose!"

"Pansy!"

"PINK ROSE!"

"PANSY!"

The yelling between Gisele and Lady Pendragon continued with Alex, Kloolk, and Evanesce staring back and forth as one of them yelled.

Slowly, the three snuck towards the next outfit. Raoul's.

Kloolk shot a look at Evanesce. "Girl, what is this?"

Evanesce scratched her head quietly. "Uh, a soldier?"

"I thought it was a xylophone."

Everyone turned to stare at Alex. She smiled stupidly.

"A soldier wearing a xylophone?" Kloolk wondered.

"I'll go with that," grinned Evanesce.

Two costumes left. The three girls walked over to Carlotta's outfit, ignoring the heated argument.

"PANSY!"

"PINK ROSE!"

"My costume's a gypsy," Alex said proudly, nodding.

Evanesce blinked. "Gypsy?"

"Erik has issues with gypsies, and he was issues with Carlotta. Therefore the costume is perfect."

No one argued with that.

Then they found the last costume. Madame Giry's.

"Hey V!" yelled over Evanesce. "What is it?"

"Geisha?" replied the tired teen.

Kloolk nodded, but Alex shook her head.

"It's obviously a black rose, or maybe a dead flower."

"Black Plague."

Everyone stared at Evanesce now.

"What? Erik's the Red Death. Why can't his oldest friend be the Black Plague?"

Everyone was silent for a moment (except Gisele and Lady Pendragon), and they realized it actually made sense.

"Erm..okay," mumbled Kloolk. "We have…a white bunny, a pink rose/pansy," she paused to glare at the fighting phangirls, and Evanesce took over.

"A soldier wearing a xylophone, a gypsy…" she trailed off, allowing Alex to finish it up.

"And the Black Plague!"

"THAT'S IT!" Gisele screamed, getting their attention. "Army of Mary-Sue phangirls….ATTACK!"

And then, my friends, all hell broke loose.

The doors erupted open, and there stood Supergirrl's phangirl army. In there very front was their leader, Aurora Vivian Marie Susan Bella Jewel Estelle Starshine Rainbowpetal Flowerbud.

They had potato sacks, with nametags scribbled on them. All the sacks were held above their heads, and most of them seemed to be squirming/screaming/trying desperately to be free.

Alex read the name of the closet bag. A sword was poking through this one. "Orlando Bloom?"

Evanesce read the next two, which actually seemed to be bags screaming at each other.

"Fang and Ari? And what's the 'Maximum' scrawled under their name's mean?"

Her answer was a claw jetting from Ari's bag. She shut up.

Kloolk peered at a bag that also had a sword poking out. "Blue Spirit? Who's that from?"

Lady Pendragon, who had stopped arguing, walked over. "It says Avatar under his name, so I think that's what show he's from."

Gisele, surprised at the fact her phangirls became fangirls and had captured more males scared her a little. She read the next bag, which was absolutely still.

"Who's Artemis Fowl?" she whispered to Alex, who shrugged. Veng burst out laughing, and Insane nearly choked.

"They thought he was cute?" Veng laughed, falling backwards.

"Why isn't he moving? Did they kill him?" Kloolk asked Insane, who snickered and shook her head.

"Nah. He's, like, Irish. And smart. He doesn't do the whole, like, screaming thing."

Alex looked at the last bag. It was vibrating, because it was shaking so fast.

"Who's that?"

"Wrath," answered Insane and Veng in unison.

"Who?"

"Small anime ADD boy. Pay him no mind, he has a lot of fangirls."

Aurora Vivian Marie Susan Bella Jewel Estelle Starshine Rainbowpetal Flowerbud held up a very small, ratty, chain-covered sack.

"We have your friend. Let us add Erik to our collection, or we kill her."

Five phangirls, six POTO cast members, and two teens slapped their foreheads.

"It's Rose, isn't it?" Gisele asked, glancing over at Veng, who nodded.

"Shoot."

"Let's fight 'em," Carlotta suggested. Everyone brightened.

"FOR NARNIA!" they screamed, advancing on the fangirls.

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A/N: Well that was an odd chapter, now wasn't it? But I had so much fun writing it! And I had to watch the movie again to figure out some of the costumes.

Incase you didn't know, Alex is Magic Pickle Fairy, and Gisele is Supergirrl. I would like to thank those two, along with Lady Pendragon, Kloolk, and Evanesce for allowing me to use them!

Please review, telling me what you thought. Maybe 40 will be the magic number this time…