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Music of the Night: The Phantom of the Opera Returns (Guile & Melody)

Unable to take the screaming baby anymore, Catherine turned away from everyone else and fed her infant. She remained like this for the five minute boat ride until the water crashed toward the shore. "What do you mean that I need practice?" She asked, indignantly. "I am the daughter of Erik, the Angel of Music and Christine Daae, his student." She crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm not talking to you any more!" She knew she was lying. Alistair laughed. "Good luck with that!" Catherine set William down in his cradle and started dancing with her brother.
 
Erik started to tease his youngest daughter when they got to the shore. When she got off the boat he snuck up behind her and abruptly picked her up in his arms. He started laughing. "No talking to me, eh?" He tossed her in the air and caught her, as he had done to Alistair weeks before. Then, he carefully placed her on the ground and started to tickle her, himself laughing with fiendish delight.
 
Christine laughed despite herself. "Aw, my sweet girl is mad." She kissed Lilly's cheek. "If you start acting like a baby, we'll put you in with William, my child." She teased. "That's where babies sleep." Lilly refused to laugh. "What if I told either of you that your voices were awful, eh?" She clapped her hands over her mouth, forgetting that she wasn't talking to them. "Darn!"
 
Erik laughed when Lilly spoke. "Ah ha!" He pointed his finger at her. "You spoke! You're a liar!" He looked back at Christine, his eyebrows raised in thought. "She says our voices were awful!" He shook his head in mock disbelief. "What do you think of that, Christine?" Then he turned back to Lilly. "Well, my child...I don't want to be the one to ruin your chance of becoming a great singer." He sighed, pretending to be disappointed in his 'lack of singing skills.' "So, I guess I'll just have to stop teaching you before I mess you all up!"
 
"I think, someone needs their ears cleaned. How can our voices be awful when we are a success in theater, or, I should say, you are. For, I would be nothing without you." She turned from him and started singing a male part to a song they both knew by heart. "Insolent boy, this slave of fashion. Basking in your glory. Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor. Sharing in my triumph!" She smiled.
 
Erik laughed and let Lilly be free with her other siblings. "Nonsense, my love." He said to Christine. "The public loves you!" He went over to Christine, astonishment on his face. "You remember that?" He asked her in relevance to the words she had just sung. Erik couldn't believe that Christine would remember his exact words to a moment that was so insignificant - when compared to the rest of their lives.
 
She was surprised at him. Those words were the first words he sang on the day when he had first shown his face to him. "How could you call that day insignificant when that is the day that I first saw you!?!" She was hurt by this. "Please, don't call that moment insignificant again!"
 
"I'm sorry, Christine, I-" he didn't know what to say. He was shocked by how hurt he had made her. "I didn't mean it in that way. It was important to me - very important. I-I just..." he stammered, trying to get his feelings across. "I didn't think it was that important to you. Especially since, at the time, you had...well, you were close with the vicomte. Plus, I didn't think the first sight of a monstrous face was," he cut of his words to laugh half-heartedly, "high up in your life's great moments..." Erik's voice trailed off into dead silence as he guiltily stood there, not able to meet her eyes.
 
Christine listened to him speak. "You believe yourself to be a monster still? Hasn't this family proven their devotion to you?" She yanked off his mask, upset that he wouldn't join in on that song, but accepted how hurt he really was." I understand if you believe that you are a monster." She yanked his arm and led him to a perfect mirror. "Look at your face in the mirror, I am there inside." She meant that she would always be in his heart.
 
Erik looked at himself for a moment, then bowed his head. "You all have proven much to me, and I thank you for that." He looked up guiltily at Christine. "I couldn't have asked for a better understanding family." He looked back in the mirror at himself one more time. As he did so, he got lost in his scar, tracing it with his fingers. "It isn't...you guys." Erik spoke slowly, still lost in thought - he hadn't looked at his face for quite a while. "It's...the rest of the world. You all deserve so much better - or, you at least deserve to live a normal life. You should be able to go out with your husband, Christine - take walks in the park, go to shops, see shows. The children deserve to be able to have friends over to their house - a real home, preferably above ground. I want to give all that to you because I love you. But...I don't see how I can with society pushing us away as soon as they catch a glimpse of my face." Erik looked back at his love, and kissed her cheek before wrapping his arms around her and holding her close to him. "Please," he whispered, "don't think me ungrateful. You all have done so much for me. I just wish I could do the same for you..."
 
Alistair listened to his father and started crying. "You are wrong and you know that, Father." He cries still. "If you want to go for a walk or take us to a show, you can!" His heart was breaking for the man behind the mask. He couldn't hold himself together. Catherine merely stared as her brother broke down. Lillith screamed and ran to her father, throwing her arms around his leg. "N-No monster! No! N-No monster here!" She was causing his leg to shake. "Please, Daddy. I wanna go for a walk right now. We can just focus on this family." Her face was puffy.
 
Erik watched his son, the boy who had always been trying to prove himself a man, break down and cry. He knew right then how much his son cared for him, and he pulled the boy close to him in a hug. "Thank you, son. It means a lot to me, what you said." When Lillith came over and held onto his leg he had to put his hand on her back to stop her from making his leg shake. "Hush, now, children." He patted both of their heads and felt tears coming into his eyes at how much they cared for him. He found it hard to swallow or speak. "I'll go for a walk if that's what will calm you - I can't bare to see you two upset." Erik knelt down on the ground and hugged his twins close to him. He kissed them both in turn on their foreheads.
 
The twins stared at one another and smiled at their father patting their heads. "Daddy, come on." Alistair led the way, pulling the lever on his way past it. "Please, we'll just go for a quick walk and I'll make sure that you aren't uncomfortable." He assured his father, spinning their personality roles as father and son. His sister nodded in agreement. "Yeah, no one can insult our family and live to tell about it." She said menacingly.
 
Erik shook his head and laughed at how grown up they were acting. "Alright, alright, I'm coming." He turned to Christine before following the children. "Would you like to come? You, Catherine, and the baby? We could all go as a family - it would do us good to get out of the house." He smiled charmingly at her, hoping to persuade her to come along.
 
"Oh, my!" Christine exclaimed. "You are such a charmer of a musician, my husband. Father of my children." She melted into his arms. "Perhaps, we should go." She looked back at Catherine. "Come, my dear. Bring the baby!" She giggled to herself. She once again turned back to Erik as Catherine and William came with them. "We should have a date night, Erik. I mean, with less theater. A nice dinner, maybe." She felt this in the pit of her soul. "You know..." she massaged his shoulders and kissed the crook of his neck for a second. "We aren't too old for dinner and a show to just watch."
 
Erik chuckled and held Christine near him unit l she started to walk of, to which he followed her. "You know what, my love? That sounds like a lovely idea. Dinner and a show - a beautiful evening I believe it would be." Her lips on the crook of his neck made him melt and every part of his body relaxed at her touch. The way Christine massaged his shoulders made him almost sigh, but he held that in at the last second, though it did feel very nice. "Hmm," he chuckled, "you are such a tease. Do you know that, Christine?"
 
"And you are a wonderful man. A good provider. A slightly overbearing father, if I do say so myself." She was thinking of their father daughter relationship so long ago. "But, I love you just the way you are." She smiled still and lifted the hatch to the world above. "To the park, then?" She tugged him along, almost ignoring her children, thinking of how it was just the two of them again. "It's a lovely day!" Alistair laughed as they reached the park. "I'll race ya!" He tagged Lilly and off they went. Their mother smiled, grateful. "Two down and two to go." She kissed him for a long time.
 
"Ah, but you said it yourself - you love me." Erik winked at Christine as they walked on to the park. He laughed as the watched Lilly and Alistair run off ahead, racing each other. As Christine tugged him along he felt just as young and carefree as his youngest children in that moment. When Christine turned and kissed him for many moment, Erik placed his hands on her waist and let the kiss soak in. When they both pulled away, he smiled at her, a gleam in his eyes. "And how do you propose we get the other two out of out hair?" He whispered jokingly.
 
"Well, the baby won't realize what he's seeing." She winked, teasing Erik. "I'm joking. Not here." She was disappointed about this, but decided to settle and keep things G rated for their grandson. She moved his hands further and rested them somewhere with a smirk. "Well, that's disappointing." She laughed as she sang. "You've already completely succumbed to me." She joked.
 
"Ho-oh!" Erik laughed with a smirk on his face. "What did I say? You're a tease." He placed another kiss on her lips as she moved his hands - he let them rest where she placed them. "Christine!" He whispered, teasing her. "You can be quite naughty sometimes, do you know that?" He started kissing her down her neck and to her shoulders. "You're lucky we're in public..." he said as he kissed her, before looking up into her eyes with a gleam in his own. "Or...not so lucky. I guess it depends on your point of view." He chuckled.
 
"Am I the tease?" She giggled and Catherine took this as her cue to walk away with her baby. "I really don't know what came over me, Master." Christine moved away from him, fake disappointment creeping along her face. "I am so ashamed of my self, teasing an angel into devilish ways like this!" She shed fake tears as she jogged to a tree and hid behind it, still putting on her facade.
 
Erik grinned, his teeth shinning in the sunlight, as he tried to hold back his laughter. He chased her over to the tree, but stayed on the opposite side of it that her. He leaned against the tree and spoke to her, teasing back. "Devilish ways, my love?" Erik asked, his voice quiet so only she could hear. "Well, I suppose even angels are not perfect. We all must be sinners at some point." He rounded the tree and grabbed Christine by the waist, pulling her close to him and kissing her on the lips.
 
She couldn't take much more of this coddling from her Phantom. "Pl-Please, stop." She pleaded, still teasing. "I am not a little girl anymore. Holding me in your arms and singing me to sleep won't work anymore." She knew this was a lie. She loved being held like this and prayed that it never stopped. "Yes, my devilish ways are corrupting an innocent soul!" She tossed the back of her hand over her eyes again. "I am a sinner!"
 
Erik still held her the same in his arms, grinning widely. "Oh, but you used to love it when I held you close and sang to you." He whispered with a slight hint of laughter in his voice. "Don't fret, my love, for everyone sins. Even we angels sin from time to time." He placed a soft kiss on her neck again, running his hands up and down her sides. "I shall beg God to forgive me at a later time - for now, I think only of you."
 
She listened to him for a while more before straightening up again. "I know, it was my lullaby. Your heartbeat, I mean. Not just your song, though that would help...help replace Gustav's violin." She took in the fresh evening air and sighed. "This is all too perfect. Us, together and out here like this. Just the two of us." She pretended to get angry. "Then, these little brats come along and we aren't able to have any time to ourselves!" She jerked her head toward him. "Its all your fault!" She pushed him down again and got on top, holding his shoulders. "If you weren't such a romantic, we'd still be alone!"
 

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