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

Phantom Birthday? Phantom Birthday.

I don't expect everyone to read all the way to the end. This is just an appreciation for everyone in the phandom to mark a special occasion for me 😊

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Cherik: *blows a party tooter enthusiastically*

Merik: *strums his guitar*

Kerik: *Ermmmmm.... does anyone know where Kerik went... ok, never mind*

Gerik: *party hats galore. Just... party hats.*

Lerik: *hauls out a floppy cake he tried to make and failed, but Christine can't bring herself to mention that to him*

Raoul: *bursts through the doors with Nadir, Madame Giry, Meg, Phillippe, Carlotta, Sorelli, Jammes, the managers, and a whole cast of others behind him*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

*is sitting at the table, spoon poised, ready to eat Cheerios*
*stares at the commotion in horror*
Erm... what's happening?

Cherik: Your birthday!

My what?

Merik: Birthday... you know... birthday?

Gerik: Did you never celebrate your birthday?

Lerik: *actually heartbroken*
Oh, you poor child. Let's not let Kerik know that little detail.

My... it's not... not my... birthday?

Cherik: *is halfway through blowing the party whistle*
*face falls*
*whistle deflates*
*hands drop in horror*

Nadir: .........
I'm sorry?

Raoul: But I... I got all these people....

It's not my birthday.... can I eat my cereal now?

Merik: *quite bitterly now, letting his guitar fall to his side*
It's nine pm.

*shrugs*
What's your point of no return?

Raoul: It's your... birth... daaaaaaayyyyyyy?.... No?

Erm... not the last I checked?

Gerik: *pulls the calendar off the wall*

GERIK, NO—
Ooooooohhhhh, you owe me for that plaster!

Gerik: *shoves it under her nose*
Look! LOOK! Circled in red pen! July 16th! BIRTHDAY!

That's not my actual birthday... that's my Phantom birthday.

Nadir: I don't follow this. Can someone explain that? Is it one of those western culture things?

Christine: Don't worry, it baffles me too.

Ok, I'm not going to finish these Cheerios, am I?

Lerik: *ditches the cake*
*slams his hands on the table, staring down at her*
Alright, talk. What's this about?

Erm... ok, first of all, personal space.
*shuffles back*
Second of all, hi, a Phantom birthday is an anniversary of joining the phandom.

Gerik: You made that up. You so made that up.

I did, yes.

Cherik: *spits out the whistle*
So... no party? No celebration? No banners and streamers and music? No cake?