The O.G||Phantom of the Opera Fanfiction||

Temporary distractions

I literally thought of the beginning of this chapter while sitting in front of my Christmas tree and eating Rolos. Anyhow, the pictures on the side are Kat and Meg's dresses for the masque ball.

*Spoiler alert: that's what this chapter is about*

The blue one and the mask is Kat's and the white one is Meg's. Yes I chose to put Meg in a different dress from the one in the film(that dress is just so...uncomfortably revealing) and I left Christine's the same. I was going to change it but gave up after about an hour at looking through some god awful frilly pink dresses on Google.

This chapter may be a bit rushed in some places, sorry.

Do I really need to say this? POTO, mine? NO!

Kat's POV

        I was standing in my large closet trying to button up my dress, that had taken me an hour to find, when I heard my bedroom door click open.

        "Deck the halls with boughs of holly!" 

        I poked my head around the corner to see Damien singing at the top of his lungs while shoving a tree through the door. I finished buttoning my dress and walked out of the closet to get a better view. 

        "Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!" Damien continued his singing as he pushed the tree through the narrow doorway.

        "'Tis the season to be jolly!" I heard Ezra's voice chime in somewhere behind his brother.

        "Fa-la-la-la-la, la-!" I sang at first then broke into laughter when both of them came crashing into the room and landing directly on top of the tree.

        "Ow...I told...you...we should have...gotten...a smaller...tree" Ezra said breathlessly as he rolled himself off of the tree and sprawled out on the floor.

        "Dido." Damien mumbled and followed Ezra's lead. He sat up and spit pine needles from his mouth. "I think I broke something."

        "Well that was the funniest thing I've seen in years! You two have truly made my day." I said and continued to laugh at the two.

        Ezra sat up and kicked the tree away from him. "Well I'm glad you're happy...stupid tree."

        "It's not the tree's fault we're idiots." Damien muttered as he got to his feet. "Thanks for the help, sis."

        "Oh sorry." I said still laughing and ran over to help them stand the tree up. "Umm...what's with the tree anyhow?"

        "It's December first, duh!" Damien grinned at me. "Therefore this isn't just any old tree, it's a Christmas tree!"

        "It's already December?" I asked quietly.

        That means the dinner was over a month ago. Where has the time gone?

        "Indeed it is, don't you have a calender or something?" Ezra asked.

        "Well she would have to actually leave this room to get one." Damien muttered.

        I gave him the finger then asked, "Where are we going to put this anyhow?"

        "Right there." Ezra said and pointed to the corner next to my bed.

        "No, we've already discussed this Ez." Damien said then grabbed Ezra's outstretched hand and pointed it towards the large windows on the opposite end of the room. "Perfect."