Random Phantom of the Opera One-Shots

Il Muto

A/N: Hi everyone! This one-shot might not be the best, because I have very busy lately with school, but I just wanted to write something for you guys! So, without further ado, here is the one-shot!

"A toad, Madame? Perhaps it is you who are the toad." I was waiting in the wings to go on for the ballet portion of Il Muto. When the Phantom spoke, the chandelier light blinked.

"Serafimo, away with this pretence," Carlotta sang. There was an awkward pause as everyone realized that there was no pretence Serafimo had to do away with. "You cannot speak, but kiss me in my—" A croaking sound was heard across the opera house. A laugh seemed to come from out of the ceiling.

"Poor fool, he makes me laugh," she started, hesitantly. However, she quickly regained her confidence. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha," another croak was heard. "Ha," and another. Eventually, she wasn't singing at all and was just croaking.

"She is singing to bring down the chandelier!" The voice exclaimed.

While Carlotta was panicking, Monsieur Firmin ran on stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the performance will continue in ten minutes time, when the role of the Countess will be sung by Miss Christine Daaé."

"In the meantime, ladies and gentlemen," Monsieur Andre interjected, "we shall be giving you the ballet from act three from tonight's opera."

That was the ballet that I was in. We couldn't start yet, because some of the girls hadn't even gotten into their costume yet, for they had to play other roles. It was complete chaos backstage, as we all grabbed our garlands and ran on stage. Everyone was bumping into each other as we did our choreography. We all hoped that the opera ghost didn't have any more tricks up his sleeve, or that he wouldn't pull them while we were dancing, at least. About halfway through our ballet, I caught some motion in the rafters out of the corner of my eye. I was fairly curious as to what it was, so I quickly glanced upwards. I saw what seemed to be Joseph Buquet, the chief the flies, struggling against something that I couldn't quite see. I got a little bit disoriented in looking upwards, so I accidentally ran into a few other ballerinas. Suddenly, something dropped from the rafters. It was the body of Joseph Buquet.

He was hanging from a noose tied to the rafters. A few audience members and ballerinas, including me, screamed. We scattered off stage, horrified.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Do not panic! It was an accident! Simply an accident!" Monsieur Firmin exclaimed, although he didn't seem that sure of himself. I decided to follow the majority of the other ballerinas and Madame Giry to the dressing rooms to wait out all the panic.

After a while, the managers decided to start the performance again. This time, it went pretty smoothly, with Christine playing the Countess. She did a remarkable job. Finally, it was time for bows. Us ballerinas took our bows first. Christine took her bows last, as she played the lead role. She curtsied, and I noticed something interesting going on with the chandelier just above the stage. It seemed to be moving. Everyone scattered as the chandelier came crashing towards the stage.