Chapter six is up! Seems like these dreams are getting weirder... I wonder how... I really need to stop sleeping to Music of the Night, and At the End of the Day in my ears. Hope you enjoy. Next chapter i'll introduce my friend Dana, from Voice Camp. She's the best 14 year old soprano, I've ever heard, and i'm 13! This is kind of a filler chapter. Iceflower, TrustGavroche and Josette... You all deserve halos...YOU ARE AWESOME INCARNATED INTO HUMANS!
Josette the reason some people are left out is because the Judge/ Dad of my OC who is still nameless, doesn't know al the characters names. But those people are going to play a big part in this fic. Ps you just gave me a great new chapter idea with the J+H people...(creepy smile) THANK YOU!
AzureOtter...I sent a truckload of cookies to your house..Thank you for reviewing, and favoriting! I love your les mis parody.
TO ALL WHO VIEWED. YOU GET A PLATE OF COOKIES AND A TRUCKLOAD OF ICE CREAM! This chapter may not be very funny but i'll probably update later today, since I have no homework or school over the next week...YEAAAHHH!
Disclaimer: Seriously, people? If anyone except Andrew own POTO, we all know how it would have ended. I agreed with Les Mis. But in J+H Lucy would've gotten away.
Enjoy!
Chapter Six: Intruder!
(Four Days later. In the phantom's cellar, at half past twelve in the morning. Completely dark. Everyone's asleep.)
Me: (subconsciously, sleeping in Christine's nightgown, which I hemmed, and tightened/ destroyed it.) Gummy bears...go away...I will keep the stone of destiny...no touchee... no touchy!
(Loud noises can be heard outside my wall. I wake up.)
Me: Who's there?
(More loud noises. I curl up in the dark, and stare at my closet. The door opens, and out pops someone, a him, too short to be Erik. And I could here him snoring in the other room anyways.)
Me: (Silently slips out of my bed, and picks up my lamp.)
Voice: What th-
(I smash him on the back with it, since I'm too short to reach his head.)
Voice: (Turns around) WHAT THE HEC-
Me: ( Hits him again, and again.)
Voice: (Grabs my arm/sleeves, and starts to shake me)
Me: (Punches him in the face. My sleeves rip, sagging my dress, making it harder to run.)
Voice: (Follows me, to Erik's organ, which is in a couple pieces, because of something I did...)
Me: (trip over air and land on almost all the organ keys)
Organ: BLAAAMMMMPPPP! (ground shakes)
Ayesha the Cat: RRAAWWOOLLL! (Voice and me start fighting again.)
(Lights switch on, and Erik walks out, punjab lasso in hand.)
Erik: What the- (drops laso and stares) Oh My God...
(Turns out stranger equals a wet, red-faced, angry-looking Gustave, holding my incredibly saggy sleeves, slightly pressing against me, my nails stuck in the buttons of his shirt...Everything looks pretty bad. Aww... come on! It's like the world was against me.)
Erik: What the beep was going on?
Gustave: (lets go of me, and backs away) N-noth-nothing.
Erik: (Raises eyebrow at both of us)
Me: Nothing happened, I swear! He sunk onto my bed an-
Erik: (to Gustave) YOU DID WHAT?!
Me: (runs between them before Erik can kill him) No! It wasn't like that! He came in through my closet!
Erik: At one in the morning?
Gustave: Raoul is a pain in the butt! So I told Mom to take care of it, but she said that I'd have to do what she said while I lived under her roof, so...BAM! Now I'm crashing at your place.
Erik: No, no, no. No more annoying teenagers sneaking into my house. I live alone!
Me: Yeah!...Hey!
Gustave: But I'm homeless, now!
Erik: Deal with it.
Gustave: Would you deny your own so-
Erik: We have no proof of that, yet. But as soon as it's morning, we're going in for a paternity test.
Me: Dude, just except it.
Gustave: So can I stay?
Erik: (head in hands) Finneeee... But you people are working out sleeping arrangements, since someone destroyed my extra bed.
Me: (Whistles inconspicuously)
Erik: And no more sneaking into young sopranos rooms, and scaring the living day- Oh my musical monkeys, you're turning into me! (Walks away mumbling) I'm gonna need a couple extra shot glasses for this.
Me: (as soon as Erik's gone, I turn to Gustave) You either sleep on the couch, the floor, or outside.
Gustave: Couch.
The Next Afternoon..
Me: HOPPED A BUGGY IN LA PARIE, WITH A GUN IN MY CARDIGAN!
Gustave: What are you doing?
Me: WELCOME TO THE REBEL'S BARRICADE! JEEZ AM I GONNA FIT IN?
Erik: (toothbrush again in mouth) SHUT UP!
Me: How hard is it to brush your teeth in the bathroom, for like once, without walking around?
Erik: I do what I want. (Cookie to anyone who can guess who indirectly said this. Avengers related)
Me: Lord have mercy on us-
Gustave: Is there any "therapy" today?
Me: Nope... But Enjolras, Christine, and Fop#1 are coming over in about (looks at bare wrist)... ten minutes.
Erik: WHAT? YOU CAN'T JUST INVITE PEOPLE TO MY HOUSE- wait did you say Christine? I though she hated you.
Me: I'm a big Christine fan, and hate is a strong word. She severely distrusts me. But I don't blame her since she had been around you.
Erik: (Glares and walks away) You guys better not do something stupid while I'm gone...
Me: Want to drop a chandelier on Carlotta
Gustave: Do I!