Disclaimer: Phantom of the Opera owns me. Not the other way around.

Unless Webber dies in a certain accident leaving POTO to me…Leroux is already dead.

I had lots of fun writing my last chapter, and I may bring some of those phangirls back because they were just so much fun.

Now, to thank my adoring reviewers!

Kloolk: -blushes and smiles- Splee, I feel very loved. Sadly, I cannot have you dating Erik. But I'll see what I can do about you glomping him.

Supergirrl: Tehe, thanks for the compliment. And I got the wings from that thing on your profile about a girl named Gisele. I was just like 'Ooohhh, wings! –ADD distraction-

Oh, and you can have Ari and Blew Spirit back. And even Arty as an added bonus! I certainly don't want him! But Orlando, Fang, and Wrath are mine. –grin-

Femmeloki: Yes, Rose is the authoress. I'm supposed to be Rose, but I'm not actually nine. Clowns freak me out, and I love the fact you reviewed all the chapters. You can all thank her for getting past 40 reviews, yes I actually think Carlotta was a gypsy, and I didn't have Johnny Depp because my mom is keeping him locked up. o.0;;

Now, I can't exactly thank you in person for the idea, but this story goes out to an ExclamationPoint! Sorry if it's a little…shorter then usual.

What is the purpose of those creepy people in the masquerade scene who are all decked out in gold and are just standing there holding candles?

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Some people wondered why they did it. I mean, if they were caught, they would so easily be killed.

Or mauled by Madame Giry.

But there was a good reason why these men liked to dress up in sparkles and frilly hats and hold candles.

But no, they are not gay.

They are the candle-bearers; the masters of the flame.

Dun dun dun!

This was a secret elite of men who were hired by the infamous Phantom of the Opera to hold his candles in all his dark and scary hallways.

So why did these men do such a dangerous job? Was it fun? Were they permanently high on the ecstasy in the candles? Were they seriously bored?

No! I will answer this question later on, and this is their story!

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"This hallway's dddaarrrkkkk," whined the white dress-clad blonde ballet brat. She glared around the damp area, staring at the dull candles. She had just come from the costume room, after a very bloody battle which left thousands of phangirls dead.

But surprisingly, not the five designers, or even those three other girls died.

After the battle ended, another broke out over who got Orlando Bloom. This was the five phangirls, obviously. And that little child too. But her mother pulled Rose away, and threw her and her two friends out the window of the 13th floor and screamed to never come back.

After Orlando fled, the five girls calmed down. There was a small fight over Erik, but of course this had dire effects. Even though Lady Pendragon, Gisele, Kloolk, and Evanesce managed to hug Erik, they were all thrown out the door. Well, actually, Kloolk had attached herself to Erik's leg, so she had to be punjabbed non-fatally before thrown out.

Once in the hallway, the five girls exchanged something called 'e-mail names' and promised to keep in touch so they could plot their way back here. After that, all five scattered, wishing to cause trouble in the Opera House.

Meg now wanders the passage behind the mirror, searching for her friend. Christine went missing a little while ago, and she suspects Erik has something to do with it. But Meg lacks that wonderful ability to wander around dark passageways and not get lost that her mother has.

Plus she really doesn't like rats.

And there are a whole buncha rats down here.

She saw one, and let out a shrill squeal, tumbling backwards and hitting one of those blasted candles. And due to frustration, she yanked it out of the wall.

Much to her surprise, a man came tumbling out of the wall with it.

"Who are you?" she gasped, staying at the man all decked out in shiny gold. He grumbled something and sat up.

"I am one of the Phantom's candle-holder guys. Can I ask who you are?"

Meg blinked a few times. "What do you do?" she wondered, ignoring his question completely. How rude.

"Uhh…have you ever seen the movie?"

A quiet nod.

"I'm one of the people that moves the candles in that scene where all the candles are moving for Christine and Erik. With the rock and roll music in the background. We do that, too!"

Meg looked confused. "You play the music?"

The man smiled, stood up, and knocked on the wall. Instantly, it opened up to reveal a secret room full of the Candle Men, who were messing around with music systems and holding…candles. One of them was studying a tube that read 'Ecstasy', and trying to figure out how you put liquid in a flame.

The ballet brat crossed her arms, looking around the room. "So you guys do all the music, and everything with candles?"

Everyone in the room nodded.

"Even Erik's candle-go-out trick?"

More nods.

The man who fell out of the wall led her over to a machine. "We even can play your song!" With that, he pressed a button, and the Meg Song (for lack of a better name) music began playing.

Meg nodded slowly, understanding most of it. Due to her mother's possession of many futuristic machinery, this stuff didn't confuse her. But one thing did.

"Why do you do this job?"

All of the males smiled sheepishly. "Well…not only did we get a place in the movie trailer, but Erik also promised us…dates with the ballet girls."

She instantly began backing up. "I'm one of them, aren't I?"

Yet again, more nods.

Meg reacted to this in her natural way. She gave off the loudest scream she could muster. This scream not only broke some of the machines, but broke the ecstasy tube and Christine's mirror so far away.

"SMALLER GIRY!"

Things just kept getting better.

Erik thundered into the room, and took one look around. Seeing the terrified Meg, and the grinning Candle Men, he pulled out the punjab.

"What did I tell you guys about harassing Taller Giry's daughter?"

They all mumbled something about 'not doing it.'

Meg was now super confused. "Uh…so you didn't give them permission to date me?"

Erik looked disgusted and horrified.

"Are you kidding? Your mother would slaughter me! You and Chrissie are the only ones off limits."

She rose an eyebrow, trying not to smile. "Chrissie?"

Erik's eyes narrowed from behind the mask. "Leave before I hang you from the ceiling."

Before Meg could run away, four phangirls appeared at the door.

"ERIK!" they squealed, dashing in. Erik twitched, swooshed his cape, and ran away as fast as he could.

The female watched for a moment, then snuck out of the room. She continued wandering the hallway until someone placed their hand on her shoulder. She jumped about six feet into the air.

Madame Giry glared at her daughter. "You're so grounded."

And that is why Meg isn't seen again until the 'Too Many Letters' scene.

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A/N: This one is short because I was distracted when I wrote it. It isn't that funny, is it? I think I'm running out of questions. –Horrified look-. Please, if you can, send in ideas. Any question you can think of.

No review deadline, because this one wasn't as funny as it could be. But please send in ideas!

-Great Luff from the Rose Master