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

Valentine's Day.

It's Valentine's Day. The Phantoms have each decided to make full use of this celebration in an attempt to win the fair Christine's heart in their own, unique way...

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Merik: You have dancing shoes

With nimble soles: I have soles of lead

So stakes me to the ground-

Nadir: *to Christine*

How long doth this play goeth on for?

Christine: Ssshhh!

*slaps his arm*

Let him be happy!

Gerik: *holds the script up lazily - reclining on the divan, the bordest he's ever been - and reads it in a very monotone voice*

Thou art a lover; borrow Cupid's wings

And soar with them above a common bo-

Seriously Merik, this sucks a-

Merik: *at the top of his lungs*

I AM TOO SORE ENPIERCED WITH HIS SHA-

Cherik: *wanders in*

Gerik: *jumps up from the divan and slams his hands over Cherik's ears*

HE DOESN'T NEED TO HEAR THE NEXT BIT! It's too great oppression for a tender thing like he!

Merik: is love a tender thing? It is too rough,

too rude, too boisterous and it pr-

Christine: Good heavens is that the time? Off to bed, Cherik!

Cherik: *as Christine hurries him out of the room*

But it's noontime....

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In the attic twenty minutes later...

Christine: *tries to read the note in the darkness*

Erm... Kerik?

*candle lights out of nowhere*