How To Do Everything Wrong: The Musical

Chapter 6: "The Krusty Krab Is Unfair! Mr Krabs Is In There! etc..

Ok. I am SO so sorry. I have not updated in so long, and that is completely my fault. I have been Very busy with school, rehearsals, and just plain surviving these WONDERFUL teenage times. But hey! I am back now. I have no idea who is still reading this strange story, but I hope you enjoy! 

"GRAHHGGHOWWARR!" Screamed the Phantom. His testicular pain distracted him just long enough for me to yank my arm out of his grasp. I spun around, and stared at the masked hunk with a mix of amazement and annoyance prominent on my features. Erik was lying in a fetal position on the ground, his hands clothing his crotch. ALLITERATION! "You insolent girl! What have you done?! Argh!" He growled, his words muffled by his clenched teeth. 

"You went past the point of no return, Susan." I said smoothly, although on the inside I was screaming profanities that would make anyone on a reality TV show cringe. "You almost broke my arm. I play violin and piano. Sorry Linda, no one is going to keep me from my instruments, not even Erik the Opera Ghost." I said, smirking triumphantly. He slowly stood up on shaking legs, he was clearly still in pain.

"How do you know my name." He said, in a low dark voice. Wow! Even when he's angry his voice sounds like honey!  Now, standing at his full height, the Phantom towered over me.

Oh shit, he looks really angry. 

But then again...

I am the queen of distractions.

"The krusty krab is unfair." I stated, looking him straight in the eye. This made him pause, a mix of confusion and annoyance playing across his face. 

"What? Just answer the question, girl!"

"Mr KRABS IS IN THERE!" I saw that he was about to interrupt again, so I quickly continued. "STANDING AT THE CONCESSION! PLOTTING HIS OPPRESSION!" I yelled, straight in his face.

His eyes grew more furious each second, I put my hands up in front of me, and hurried to explain. "Ok! Ok ok, i'll tell you, calm down bro." He glowered down at me.

"You try my patience." The Phantom said in a calm yet deadly voice. I restrained myself from continuing the lyric and decided to explain my situation to him as best as possible. SCREW THE SPACE TIME CONTINUNOMINO THINGY!

"So umm, the answer you are looking for seems to be how, and where I am from, and I intend to give you the answer, by talking to you, because that is how people communicate, and the answer of where, and how, I came to be here, because that is what you asked, and when someone asks another person something, said person should answer, however-"

"GET TO THE POINT!"

"Woah! Just take it easy, man!" I said, like Drake from that one episode of "Drake and Josh"

Erik slowly released a breath. 

Time to fess up.

"Okay, please just wait-" I started to say, but suddenly, the OBC recording of Hamilton's "Wait For It" blasted through my small room. (I do not own this song, start playing it at 1:30)

"WHAT IS GOING ON?!" Erik screamed.

"I DON'T KNOW! THIS HAS BEEN HAPPENING EVER SINCE I GOT HERE! I EITHER START SINGING THE SONG THAT CORRESPONDS WITH MY MOOD AND THOUGHT, OR THE SONG STARTS PLAYING ITSELF!" I yelled above Leslie Odom Jr.'s beautiful voice.

"WHO ARE YOU! I WANT ANSWERS, DAMMIT!" He said, sounding angry and tired.

"Fine! Fine. Okay, i'll tell you." I sighed, knowing he's not going to believe me. "I'm from the future, sweaty." I looked up, judging his reaction.

"Do you think I am stupid, girl?" He said, his voice low. 

I raised my eyebrow, "Boi! When did I even say that? And I'm telling the truth. You don't have to believe me, but common! I know your name, I'm wearing clothes no girl would wear in the 18th century, AND, music has been playing any time I have a strong feeling. What explanation do you have for that?"

Erik sucked in a breath. "Dear god, you're a witch." He slowly backed away from me, glaring with all his might. 

"I AM NOT A WITCH, I'M YOUNG ADULT FROM 2016 WHO WISHED ON A CLOVER IN IRELAND, SO THAT SHE COULD COME AND GET COMPOSING LESSONS FROM YOU! IS THAT SO HARD TO BELIVE!?" I said, breathing heavily.

Erik stared at me for a long time. I got more disheartened every passing second, until he softly said, "What was that piece of music?" I raised my eyebrows.

"You mean "Wait for It?" W-well it's a song from a musical called "Hamilton", that was written in 2015. Beautiful right?" He nodded, the half of his face that I could see looked deep in thought.

"I believe you." He looked up at me, wariness in his eyes. "This is incredibly impossible, but I believe you." I beamed, maybe a little too much, because Erik sort of cringed at my happiness.

"What is your name? Psychopath, I presume?" He said, a small smirk on his face. 

"No, but you're close! I'm Fizzy." I said, feeling giddy. 

Erik suddenly looked confused, "What is the musical about again? The one with the passionate composition?" 

"That's "Hamilton", it's about the life of Alexander Hamilton. Why do you ask?" I asked him, OH MY GOD DID HE KNOW HIM?

"I was not yet born when he died, but I do know that he was shot in a duel by Aaron Burr. He and Thomas Jefferson loathed each other, correct?" Erik stated. 

"Umm, yes! How did you know that?" I asked unnecessarily, I already knew he was a genius.

The Phantom smirked. Yum. "Let's just say I'm brilliant." He said, cockiness in his tone. 

well then

"So... What happens now?" I ask him. "And I've always thought that if I were to ever meet you in real life, you would be all closed off and moody. You've been alright so far." I said with a small laugh, and looked at the ground.

Erik rolled his eyes. "You seem to already know everything about me, I can't really be closed off and secretive when you already know my secrets." I smiled and looked up, my eyes catching his for a split second. 

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. I turned towards the door, the knocking grew louder each second. I turned back around to tell Erik to hide, but he was already gone. I ran over to the door and opened it, only to see a fuming Madame Giry, and two overwhelmed looking managers. 

oh fucknuggets.

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Well that was my update! Again, I'm extremely sorry I haven't updated in so long, and I will really try to update again soon. I'm involved in many musicals and acting projects as of late, so I've been extremely busy. Please comment and vote if you want, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Stay jazzy! -AIMBELLA