The Phantoms of the Opera And The Things They Do To Annoy Nadir.

Midnight Snacks.

11 pm.

Merik: *sneaks down to the kitchen for an early midnight snack*

*opens up the fridge and grabs the milk*

*turns around*

*drops the milk on the floor*

MON DIEU!

Kerik: *looks up from his glass of wine*

Oh, look. If it isn't the glittery one.

*chuckles and lifts the glass to his lips*

Merik: *trying to mop up the spilt milk*

*whines*

I was going to have tea with this!

Kerik: If you start crying over it, I'm handing you over to Nadir for a serious counselling appointment.

Merik: Who?

Cherik: Yes, who?

Kerik: *jumps up*

Oh my God, where did that one come from?

Was he here the whole time?

Cherik: *nods and sips his cocoa*

Who's Nadir?

*the door creaks open*

Lerik: *sneaks in, keeping to the shadows*

Cherik: Oh! Hello, Lerik!

*waves his teddy bear's hand at him*

Lerik: *screeches*

*trips over a footstool*

*lands in Merik's puddle of milk*

*jumps up and points at the mess*

You've left milk on the floor, Merik.

Cherik: *chuckles and continues to wave the teddy bear's paw at Lerik*

The Teddy Bear: I will claw out your eyes as you sleep tonight, little boy.

Cherik: *stares at the toy*

*holds it at an arms length*

Daaaaaaad?....

Christine?

Someone?

Help....!

Merik: *looks, very dryly, at Kerik*

Spooking children. How very gentlemanly of you.

Kerik: *takes one long, quiet gulp of his wine*

Why are you all down here? Can't a man have some time to himself in which to reflect on the hellhole that is his pitiful existence?

Merik: *claps his hands together*

You as well?

Lerik: Considering life's brutalities is always entertaining.

*plonks himself next to Kerik and fills a glass with wine*

Cherik: *tries to reach for the bottle*

Merik: *slaps his hand away*