Here we go, another one.

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Can't get up to watch my opera rehearse. Have a sneaky suspicion Madame Giry was behind this. After all, these ropes attaching me to my bed are reeeeally tight...

Maybe she's trying to say something...

Dunno though. Christine seemed unnecessarily loud when she was banging around the entrance of the lair, talking loudly about how much she enjoys singing dirty songs with the fop, and how he helps her practice.

Then she purposely let herself in (I think Madame Giry gave her a key), burned some waffles, and called out again

"Oh, I wonder where Erik is... hehe, maybe he's all tied up! If only I could see him, I'm feeling sooo tired... I'd just lay down right beside him..."

I hate you.

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Finally escaped. Am watching rehearsals with barely contained loathing. So bad, all of it. Especially fat man. He needs to stop eating waffles. Mayhap I'll keel him. Eh... wouldn't be able to replace him so easy with me. Either

A) He stops eating waffles

B) I start eating waffles

buut I'm too much of a sexy beast to eat waffles, soooo

C) I KEEL HIM!

In the meantime, this sucks. Carlotta sucking worse. Ha, I hear she sucks other things these days... coughcoughfatboycoughcough

I readwhat was just written.

Ewww...

Good thing I'm a sexy beast. Yet in the meantime I've nothing to do. I already pre-ordered my sexy you-know-you-want-to-tap-this don Juan costume from Jo Ann's. So there's really nothing to do...

twiddles thumbs...

Lead me... save me from my BOREDOM...

Hey! Look! A beetle!

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So, the awaited time approaches...

Sent Christine a note saying she better stop messing with lip gloss boy, or something reeeeally unpleasant was going to happen. She replied she was coming to visit me, though the fact the her response was on pink, flowery stationary that was personalized with 'Raoul de Chagney... President of Cherry Balm Exquisite' did nothing to sooth my nerves.

I have a sneaky suspicion... I think I'll follow her around and stuff.

Later

Ha! Visit me indeed. She's off to some graveyard or something. Fop was sleeping outside her door, but I stole his lip gloss. Unfortunately, it made him wake up immediately. I stalled him completely though by placing a large cardboard outside the stables, labeled 'Lip Gloss for Raoul.'

Once again, I was foiled by his stupidity.

"Wow! Lip Gloss for Raoul! I must show Christine at once!"

He's in such a tizzy he forgets the saddle. Stupid fop.

Glitter for Erik my cummerbund...

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Hate fop. Hate fop and his pointy stick. Hate Christine and her foreplay.

"No Raoul! Not like this."

Yeah, like that wasn't a pleading for me to leave the lair door unlocked tonight.

We all know who's getting what tonight... and it's not this phantom.

You'd think she'd have some pity, since I was the one who was viciously taken advantage of. For being a noble and all, he's pretty stupid. Even I knew the rules of engagement:

1) Fights for a love are to the death, or

2) Until one fighter draws blood from another

I totally won. Someone needs to look up 18th century dueling or whatever... Even if my sword WAS BENT...

No matter, I got him back.

Fed most of his lip gloss to his horse.

Ha, hope he has some strong laxatives for that thing...

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Thanks for reading, don't forget to review on the way out!

Also, please check out my phantom phic "Point of No Return". It's about Christine and Raoul's children, who really look nothing like 'daddy'. What happens when Erik comes back and mistakenly kidnaps the young Marie de Chagney?

Thankies again!

Silinde

aka

Diana