Disclaimer: Once again I do not own any songs in this peice or the phantom of the opera. I do however own Echo and Evelyn! Yayz!
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EriK: Uh- (gets elbowed in the gut rather hard by me) (coughs) Bloody Hell Woman! The things I do for your voice! Yes just please Review for the sake of my stomach!
Me: My voice(sniffles) You just want me for my voice and not Love?
Erik:(Eyeroll) Just read the chapter.
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"Erik is not a psycho killer who lives under an opera house he is just a misunderstood man." Eve says in defiance as she looks through the dresses in Echo`s new room. Echo yawns closing her eyes, dressed in only her mini shorts and sports bra, they had came upon his lair last night and once in their rooms both had fallen asleep quite quickly. Eve had always been the morning worm person while Echo was the night owl and quite irritated at her friend for waking her up." Whatever floats your boat."
" I mean really LEAVE ERIK ALONEEEE!... hey it`s not fair you get the swan room. I mean my room is really awesome but this… is the very bed Christine laid on, the bed he created just for her!" Eve goes on, frowning as all the clothing had been meant to fit Christine she sighed. Echo glared at the ceiling as her friend went on and on." Eve do me a favor and shut up! I`m trying to sleep!"
"Well excuse me it isn`t my fault that the other day we somehow ended up in the same time period that my favorite musical takes place… well two actually in the same country… Moulin Rouge! And it isn`t my fault we ended up in my favorite country… next to the UK and Ireland. It isn`t my fault that I want to explore!"
"Why aren`t you shutting up?"Echo groaned burying her face into the pillow. Eve huffs and sits on the bed, but takes a pillow and starts beating Echo over the head with the pillow." Wake up! Wake up!"
"Are you mad, woman?" Echo bellowed trying to shield herself from Eve`s attack but she wouldn`t stop." Evelyn stop it! Ow! Stop acting like an insolent child."
"I`ll give you an insolent child!" Eve laughed hitting her harder making Echo tumble out of the bed on the hard floor as Eve kept on attacking. Eve was so into beating her up with the pillow neither of them noticed the door open and Erik walk in." Will you both-"
But he stopped and obsereved what was going on with wide eyes. Eve seemed to be assaulting Echo with the pillow and Echo trying to fend off. Echo caught him just standing there staring at them. She rolled her eyes." Wow thanks for the help! You're a real pal!"
But Erik did not move for he had a sense that he would only earn his own beating with the pillow. But as his eyes narrowed on how undressed Echo was, his eyes bugged out and his mouth hung open as he took in her rather tanned flat stomach. He shielded his eyes to save himself from losing the little Sanity he still had.." Have you no morality, child?"
Echo finally grabbing the pillow from Eve and now beating her over and over again smirked." Aw don`t give yourself a stroke. People in my time dress less than this. What are you a virgin or something?"
When Erik said nothing and Echo gave Eve one last hit, sending Eve on the bed her head spinning. Echo smirked t Erik as she brushed her hair." Aw so you are still a virgin. What are you like 40 or something."
Knowing Erik probably took his age with pride, Echo smirked as she saw his left eye begin to twitch. Eve who had finally calm down and acted as if she hadn`t just tried to murder her friend with a pillow got up smiling." No he is 33 to be exact."
"Oh… could have fooled me." Echo carelessly smirks. Erik turns his head away so he isn`t staring at the girl… quite lustfully. He clears his throat." Whether I'm 33 or 40… which is absurd… I may be ugly but I am clearly not 40, hmp. But I rather have you not dress in such way, in my presence."
"Whatever, and I`m afraid you have forgotten about last night. I don`t give a shit what I should wear or how I should wear it. I don`t care what you think either. If you want me to dress half way presentable than go get me some damn clothing." Echo hisses glaring. Erik glares right back as they stare eachother down. Eve watches between the two smiling. She didn`t know how Echo could manage glaring at him for so long without blinking. Both were giving eachother very nasty glares. It seemed as if Echo had won when Erik straightened back up and said through clenched teeth." Fine then I will and you will wear them whether you like it or not."
They watched him do a dramatic cloak twist before stalking out of the room. Echo smirks." See Eve you`ve got to teach them like they are a dog. Always watch them."
"Oh I see." Eve nodded writing that in a notebook. Echo looked at her with a brow raised but decided to leave it be shaking her head as she went to find food. As she walked out into the main part of the lair, she found that she wouldn`t have to look far, for there already was a basket of fruit and bread set on a table. She smirked and reminded herself to say thanks or at least be nicer to the poor Phantom. She grabbed an apple and watched as Eve came out wearing a rather showy, un modest, red dress on." Uh why are you dressed like that?"
"Simple we are going to Moulin Rogue to find my Christian and then we`ll come back all before Erik even notices." Eve smiles simply. Echo rolls her eyes." We don`t eve know our way out of here, or where it is, and i`d rather not get killed by one of his traps just so you can see your lover boy number 2."
"Fine I`ll go by myself!" Eve hmps stomping off. Echo rolls her eyes and picks up a random nearby book and returns to her room reading it. She betted that eve would be back soon. The girl was afraid of the dark, rats, spiders and gave up on things quite easily.
"Ew, ew, ew, EW!" Eve exclaimed after running into another spider web. Really would it kill Erik to at least clean the tunnels up? She was dirty from head to toe, after wandering through the tunnels trying to find her way out for a couple hours and it hadn`t been pleasant. She had almost been killed in some of his traps, beaten and mortified. She had given up on trying to get back to the surface, all she wanted to do was return to the lair. If she had to go through this just to get to Moulin Rogue, than count her out. She could wait. As she tripped over a rat she screamed and cussed." Damn it! Get out of my way you stupid Rat!"
The rat squeaked angrily running off into the darkness. Eve sits where she is angry tears burning her eyes. She knew she had broken her nails, her outfit and hair messy. It pissed her off. She sighed and tried to think of how some one could find her. No way was she dying in these tunnels. Screaming was out of the question, since she believed it would ruin her precious vocal cords so to lift up her spirit, she sang badly.
Can anybody find me,
Somebody to love!
Every day I wake up I`m dying,
Can barely stand on my feet!
Take a look in the mirror
And see oh what you`re doing to me!
"Stop that obnoxious singing!" A very familiar voice bellowed, the voice echoing. Eve jumped up, not being able to see anything she grinned." Yay! It worked you found me!"
"Yes due to your awful singing, I pray that, that was just you doing that on purpose." Erik grimly said, behind her." What are you doing away from the lair? Where is your dark friend?"
"oh… Uh funny story really. I just wanted to visit Moulin rouge… to uh see someone and echo refused to come with me, so I uh tried to find a way out myself, but uh yeah that was a total fail." Eve explains nervously. Erik raises his unmasked eyebrow and frowns and expression Eve can`t see in the dark." You wanted to a place where woman sell their bodies and see a person?"
"Yep pretty much." Eve nods. Erik mumbles to himself in French, unfortantly for Eve see only knew a bit of French, where if Echo was here, Echo would have known. Eve sighed." Yeah uh I`m not understanding you, I`m American remember?"
"Stupid Americans," Erik grumbles taking her arm and lighting a torch ,pulling down the tunnel. Eve frowns." Hey no dissing us or my country… how would you like it if I said Stupid Frenchmen?"
"My apologies, mademoiselle." Erik sarcastically says, rolling his eyes. Eve huffs but smiles as she realizes her idol is touching her. She gives a silent squeal and a little happy dance, before noticing he`s carring bundles in his other arm." What ya carrying?"
"I believe you both were in need of dresses this morning were you not?" Erik sighs as he leads her down some stairs. Eve gasps and does a squeal." You bought me dresses?"
"Yes," Erik simply nods. Eve jumps up and down as she holds onto his arm." Yay! A man buying women dresses! SO sweet! The Phantom of the Opera bought me dresses! Sqee!"
"Please stop that insufferable squealing in my ear!" Erik grunted as he started developing a headache. His mind could encompass so many extraordinary expanses but women were still a frightening mystery to him, especially giggly, squealy ones. Eve stops but silently keeps on squealing. Erik groans and is all too happy when they finally reach the lair. Echo who was sitting on the stone floor apparently writing something, looked up and smirked." Ah so you found her! Good, knowing her look she would have gotten herself killed… Eve by the way you look like crap."
"But I feel like a star! He got us clothes!" Eve squeals an octave higher, making Erik cringe and grunt." Stop. Doing. That."
Echo rolled her eyes as she got up closing her journal, She was still dressed like she was in the morning but her hair was tied back in a ponytail, her bangs in her eyes as she smirked."Now was that so hard, Erik?"
"Hm… here and change." Erik simply said handing her two bundles and the other two to Eve." As for you Miss Evelyn go wash up. I expect both of you to be dressed as ladies when you come out."
"Yes daddy dearest! "Echo sarcastically mumbles walking to her room. Erik growls as he sends a withering glare to Eve who holds her hands up." Hey don`t take your angry out on me, I`m just an innocent bystander… Thank you for the clothes!" Eve giggles and before he can react she hugs him quickly and kisses his cheek before racing to her room. Erik sighs and stomps to his organ. For being twenty, they sure acted more like teens. And why were Americans so touchy? Must be an American thing.
While Echo laid on her bed, that evening staring blankly at the ceiling listening to her scream music on loud, from her IPod. Eve was sprawled out on the sofa thingy, staring at Erik, almost drooling in admiration. Erik was trying to ignore her stare, finding it unnerving and horrifying. He wasn`t accustomed to being stared at and drooled over by an human species He also was trying to compose he newest song, but the constant, screaming and awful groaning from Echo`s room was driving him nearer to insanity, than he already was. Finally irritated, he gave up and turned to Eve in disgust." What is that horrible noise coming from your insolent friend`s room?"
"Oh that? That`s just her listening to her kind a music." Eve breaks her daze but sighs dreamily as he talks to her. Erik stares at her is disgust and horror, hissing." That is music?"
"I know horrible isn`t it. Don`t worry your handsome little mask off, not all music in the future is like that. And hardly anyone likes it, just weirdos, mentally insane, disturbed, crazy people listen to that aka the Devil music. But don`t tell her that it`s the Devil`s music, Believe me she`ll murder you." Eve nods. Erik twitches as he hears more of the horrendous groaning and moaning, he finally gets up and stomps to Echo`s door, slamming it open. Echo takes this moment to glance at him and sigh as she turned down her music." Have a problem, Erik?"
"Yes I do! That ridiculous, ear throbbing so called music, is preventing me from composing and I will not have it!" Erik hissed. Echo rolled her eyes as she went back to staring at the ceiling." Too bad, I`m bored and are you sure it isn`t just that your lacking in talent lately?"
Erik growls looking around for his Punjab lasso, luckily Eve jumps in distracting him." Hey! How about we let him listen to some Gerard Butler and Micheal Crawford?"
"Who are they? Are they composers?" Erik asks stopping his search as he looks upon them with mild interest. Echo rolls her eyes and sighs." Eve give him your crazy phan 411."
"It would be my pleasure. So we know who you are and everything about you right? Right, well at least I do, echo could care less but moving along, Crawford portrayed you on stage, with his oh so sexy voice and Gerard, my obsession who looks a lot like you, but you're like the pale version, probably cause you live in a bunch of cellars underground and Gerard can`t help that he is tan and a music god ( shivers) Anyway he has a sexy voice as well and is Scottish… yummy Scottish man… uh anyway he portrayed you in a musical film…. Can I call you Gerik?" Eve explains. Erik stares at her half frightened by her side comments and interested." No, you may not call me Gerik. I am not… what do you call it sexy. That is such a sexual word, very inappropriate. I am The Phantom of the Opera, I am hideous."
"Yeah okay and I`m Christine Daee, Face it dude you`re one hot phantom a sex god practically, and you better take that has a damn compliment, I don`t give them out often." Echo pipes in still staring at the ceiling. Erik raises an eyebrow at her frowning but Eve had already ran to her room and came back with her IPod, turning echo`s off and turning her`s on." Listen!"
Erik sighed but did as she played a familiar song of his Music of the Night. He stopped in bewilderment and surprise, the voice almost sounded like his, but it was more alto than his tenor. He slowly sat down next to Echo, who rolled her eyes but closed her eyes, She wasn`t a fool, Gerard could sing, despite everyone saying he couldn`t. Erik noticed echo`s expression and how she smiled and shivered when this Gerard, man hit the high note on soar. Perhaps, music did control this girl. Maybe she wasn`t hopeless yet. As the song ended Eve squealed and grabbed it playing another song, which happened to be Point of no return. Her eyes brightened as she looked menacingly at Echo. Echo`s eyes widened as she shook her head." Uh nu, you see this?" She said pointing to her face." This does not dance, I ride solo, sister."
"But I want to show Erik my dance to this!" Eve whined imaging a whinny little girl at the moment. Echo shook her head." Just do you solo dance, it`s better anyway."
"Fine, party sucker." Eve pouted but restarted the song. As it came on once again Eve kicked off her shoes and luckily was in a light weight green dress enabling her to dance comfortable, as she started dancing with the music and a rather graceful, ballerina, seductive way, with emotions of the song etched across her face, Erik watched in awe. He hadn`t known the annoying whelp was a dancer and a talented dancer at that. She perfectly represented his song through her dancing. It looked like a complicated dance and some moves her had never seen before. Echo seeming to have read his thoughts smirked up at him." Didn`t know Blondie could dance did ya? She isn`t all blond… She`s been a dancer ever since she was 3. A passion of her`s. Though she annoys the hell out of me a lot, You gotta love her spirit."
Erik nodded and finally did a double take as he finally realized what she was wearing. Echo had somehow transformed the red dress he had gotten her, into a knee length teared and jagged, punk outfit, She wasn`t wearing any shoes, her hair was down, and she looked like the Devil`s angel. Echo caught him staring and gave him a look that told him, she would personally hang him, if he said one word. He huffed and focused back on Eve as she danced, obviously it was going to take some hard work and devotion to get Echo to be a proper lady and He would need all the luck in the world. But he couldn`t help to think that maybe he could in fact help Eve. Though she was the more annoying one out of the two, she seemed to be more reasonable, social, friendly and easier too outwit than Echo. Perhaps he could take Eve up to the Opera house and give her to Madame Giry to show her talent. They might as well do something useful if they were to remain here.