One Shots

You

Erik's pov
Christine decided we were going to celebrate Thanksgiving. It was an American holiday Id never given any thought to since moving here, but she thought we should give it a try. I watched her flit about the kitchen as Gustave practiced the piano.
"It sounds beautiful son!"
"Thank you papa!"
He smiled and went back to playing. Christine had just taken the turkey out of the oven and set it on the counter to cool.
"Angel? Do you need anything? I'm glad to be of assistance."
I said, feeling guilty that I wasn't doing anything besides looking over papers for the show.
"No you look busy I'm alright."
Her hair was a mess, as was her apron. I chuckled as she mashed the potatoes.
"Let me do that, you rest or do something else."
I kissed her temple and took the potato smasher from her. I watched her check on the gravy on the stove and the biscuits in the oven as I continued smashing the potatoes.
When I finished she put them in a bowl and set it on the table. She poured the gravy into the gravy boat. All that was left to be done was the biscuits to come out of the oven and for the turkey to be carved. I went to the wine cabinet and picked out a bottle. It wasn't strong, which was good. Christine set three places. I set the bottle down on the table and watched Christine as she tried not to burn herself on the biscuits.
"Gustave, darling come eat!"
She called as she set them on the table. He sat down and I uncovered the turkey. I started to carve it and serve each of us.
"This is a holiday of thanks remember."
Christine smiled.
"Gustave? What're you thankful for?"
"For music!"
"Oh I like that one son!"
I smiled.
"What about you mother?"
"Hmm, that we get to share this wonderful meal together. Erik, what about you?"
I looked up at her with adoration in my eyes.
"You."
"What?"
"You. Because without you I wouldn't have any of this. I'd still be all alone back in Paris, down in the catacombs of the Opera Populaire."
Her eyes glazed over.
"Erik-"
"Shhh."
I smiled and kissed her forehead.
"Thank you."
I quietly whispered.