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

The twins stared at their two new friends, trying to remember their names. "Um..." Alistair thought for a while. The De Chagney children laughed at the boy. "That's alright, Ali." The little girl did something unexpected. She kissed Alistair's cheek, which caused the boy to go completely red and wipe his face. "Gross! Girls are gross!" He played hide and seek behind his father. "Girls are so weird!" The little girl looked down at her feet, upset at rejection. "I-I'm Lucy, sir." She said quietly. "I'm Edmund." Her brother answered, hugging his sister as though she had been slapped. Christine pulled her son out. "Go apologize, Alistair." The boy looked back at her. "But, Mom!"
 
Erik wanted to laugh at the redness on his son's face, but his smile quickly faded when his son ran behind him after pretty much insulting little Lucy. "Alistair..." Erik scolded with a stern tone. "That was very rude. Lucy was just trying to be nice after you so rudely forgot her and her brother's name." He looked at Lucy and Edmund and smiled at them. "It's nice to meet you, children. I am Erik, Alistair's Daddy." He raised a brow at his son and waited for him to apologize.
 
"Now, Alistair, or we'll go home without the puppy." Christine let go, but pushed her son toward Lucy, who was still a little upset as she hung onto Edmund. With an irritated tone, he kept his view on the grass at their feet. "I'm...sorry, Lucy." He grumbled. "It's...very nice...to...meet you." With an urge from Christine, Alistair took Lucy's hand and planted a kiss on it, causing the girl to take off, laughing, into the house. "That was awful." He mumbled. "Why'd you make me kiss her?" He wiped his face. Christine ruffled his hair. "It was a very nice gesture, Ali."
 
Erik smiled as Lucy ran off into the house laughing. They looked like very nice children and he was glad his own son had apologized. "It couldn't have been that bad, Alistair." He smiled at his son, letting him know he was proud that he had been a man and apologized for his wrong. "Thank you for listening, son. You're a good boy." Erik placed his hand on Ali's shoulder assuringly. "You just need to learn when to hold your tongue." With a chuckle, he pat Ali's back lightly.
 
Lilly got a kick out of seeing her brother kiss Lucy. "You l-looked so st-stupid.." she clutched her chest, trying to breath. Alistair ignored her as he answered his father. "I told you that girls are crazy." He picked up their puppy and started walking away from the farm, followed by Lilly. That's when Andrew and James stopped chopping. "Oh, you're back, are you?" Andrew wiped sweat from his cheeks. "They were good kids, Erik." He put his ax over his shoulder and shook Erik's hand. "Lucy really liked having Alistair here."
 
"Lilly." Erik raised a brow at his daughter, but there was a small smile on his lips. "Don't tease your brother for doing something his mother asked him to do - something that he was right to do." He followed his family out of the house and stopped to shake Andrew's hand. "That's good to hear, Andrew. I hoped that they wouldn't be causing too much trouble for you while we were away. I'm sorry it took so long - Christine insisted on a dinner alone." Erik joked with a laugh, and glanced at Christine with a teasing look in his eyes. "I'm glad the children got along. Andrew. Lucy and Edmund are very nice kids. I just wish Alistair would get over this silly 'girl's are gross' business."
 
"Oh, well...that's not for me to say anything about. I didn't like girls until my appearance looked pretty much like this. I thought girls were disgusting until about...fourteen?" He asked himself, trying to remember. "Anyway, you should probably go after the little monster." He yanked his head in the boy's direction as Lilly raised her hands to Christine to be picked up. "Let's go, Erik." Christine took the man's hand.
 
Erik looked down the road at his son walking ahead of them carrying the puppy in his arms. He shook his head, a smile forming on his lips as he entwined his fingers with Christine's. "Of course, dear." With that, he said goodbye to Andrew. "Thank you again, son. I trust we'll see you soon." With a smile, Erik left the farm with his wife and youngest daughter on one side and his baby held tight in his other arm.
 
"Absolutely, Erik! My wedding is coming up quite quickly!" Andrew called, before he walked into his home and disappeared. "How strange it will be, not having Catherine at home anymore. It'll be even more difficult to leave the children alone, then." Christine sighed allowing Lilly to walk with her brother and the puppy. "How long do you think it will be before they get tired of the dog?" She smiled. "I hope that's enough to keep them satisfied long enough to have some time with husband, Erik."
 
"It will be strange, won't it?" Erik agreed, trying to picture such a life. When he came out of his thoughts he looked up to see Lilly walking alongside Alistair now. "I give it about a week." He joked, turned to smile at Christine, with a laugh. "No, I think they will enjoy having the dog. And don't worry about us not getting alone time together. You know, we still have Meg and Madame Giry to throw the children on." Erik chuckled at his joke once again. "I will make sure we spend plenty of time together, my dear. You know you're always on my mind. I could never forget anything having to do with you, especially when it comes to being alone with you." With those words, Erik placed a kiss on Christine's lips.
 
Christine stopped herself from walking any further. "Oh, we're such terrible parents, my Erik." She reached around Erik's head and removed his mask, running her hands through his hair, slipping her tongue inside. "Listen, we'll have plenty of time to be doing this when the baby isn't being smothered." She let go and followed her children into the Theater, holding the doors shut behind her. "I'm sorry, but we're closed for now." She laughed.
 
Erik chuckled when she broke their kiss. Admittedly he felt a little stunned at how she had kissed him - it was so passionate and...intense. Erik had to shake his head to clear it of other thoughts not appropriate for the young children that were present. Then, he let out a laugh when Christine held the door shut behind her. "Closed you say? Well, that's too bad. I live here, my girl." Erik said, joining in on the tease. "And if you want your husband and baby back, you'll have to let me in." He smiled sweetly at her, as if she couldn't deny him when he looked at her so lovingly.
 
Christine ignored the smiling face that was out the window. "And, if I refuse?" She grinned toothily. "I'll let Jonathan in, no doubt about that, but, his father? I'm not for certain." She sighed. "A king sized bed all to myself sounds lovely, now that I think about it." Still, she kept her hold on the door, fully aware that Erik could find another way in. "That sounds nice, having all that room alone."
 
"Well, perhaps I won't let Jonathan in. How about that? After all, he is mine as well. You can't keep all the children to yourself." Erik laughed, still trying to coax her into opening the door. "That big bed of ours is going to start feeling pretty empty without me in it beside you." Then he added something else, another tease of course. "And I thought you wanted another child, Christine. How will you go about achieving that without me, hmm? Surely you don't have any other men hiding away in our home, now, do you?" Erik raised a brow at her teasingly.
 
"Well, of course I can't keep all of them to myself." She laughed. "Catherine is with Andrew right now." Still holding the door tightly shut, she sat down and laid against it. "I'm not going to give into you no matter how hard you beg and plead and cry." She sighed. Letting her mind wander to the children that were home, she pictured that nice, empty bed that was certainly calling her name. That's when Debienne walked by, the key dangling from his finger. "Ah, Miss Daae, I must close up for the evening, my dear." Christine gladly stood and allowed him to lock up before she followed her children home.
 
Erik stood there in silence for quite some time, waiting for her to give in. However, it seemed that Christine wouldn't this time. Then, he heard the sound of the key in the lock turning, locking himself and Jonathan outside. Alright, Christine. If you want to play like that... Erik chuckled, then found his way around the back of the Opera House to a secret door he knew well. It was how Madame Giry had snuck him into this place before - way back when she helped him escape as a young boy. The passage seemed smaller than he remembered, but Erik could still fit through, even with Jonathan in his arms. He did so and found himself back within his corridors. He was in a place that he had not been near for years, but he soon found his way back to a familiar area and worked his way home from there. He ended up coming home around the back, not having to cross the lake. And, surprisingly, he got there before Christine and the children. "I suppose it pays to know the shortcuts." Erik laughed to himself as he placed Johnny in his crib and kissed him on the head before sitting on the bed and waiting for Christine.
 
Christine and the children finally made their way home about fifteen long minutes after Erik did. None of them had seen the man yet, they didn't even notice the baby making his own little sounds in the crib. Christine removed the coats of herself and her children and tossed them onto a chair before she stared into one of the many mirrors and adjusted her hair. "Well, I certainly hope that your father is happy. And, I for one cannot wait to have my bed to myself." Still, she hadn't noticed anything unusual. "It definitely looks like we beat him home. Isn't that nice? Isn't it nice that the managers take such good care in locking up?" She talked to herself.
 
"I agree." Erik came up behind Christine suddenly and wrapped his arms around her quickly, before she could move away. "The managers are so thorough in their work." He laughed and forced a loving kiss on her temple. "So sorry, my dear, but it seems the managers have failed to do their quite simple job once again. You may thank them for, once again, having to share your bed with me." Grinning from ear to ear, obviously pleased with himself, he turned looked at Christine through the mirror. The image of them together brought a warming sensation to his heart - it was something that, not that long ago, he didn't think he would ever get to see. "You really mustn't talk to yourself, love. People with think you've gone mad." Erik teased with a soft chuckle. "Or...that you're planning something rather devious. You sound rather guilty when you talk to yourself."
 
Taking the pins and other things out of her hair, Christine sighed. "Oh, dear...it seems that I'll be forced to submit again, won't I?" She laid her head back against him, closing her eyes in such a way that she looked as though she were sleeping. "It's not fair, really. I took the short way home and you still beat me?" She relaxed her shoulders as the twins watched. "Oh, great. They're gonna start kissing again." Alistair looked disgusted as he said this, resting his head on his hand while lying, belly down, on the marital bed. "Sh!" His sister slapped her hand over his mouth.
 
Erik grinned as she laid back against him and he ran his hands over her stomach lightly, absentmindedly. "It seems as though you will, Christine." He chuckled and placed a kiss on her soft curls. "I believe its the least you could do, after how you treated your own husband and son s very rudely tonight. However, I think I could forgive you..." Erik didn't even hear the twins as he could only focus on Christine at the moment. "Of course I beat you here, darling. This place has been my home since I was a young boy. You really didn't think I wouldn't find a quicker way in, now did you?"
 
"Well, I have known this place far longer than you. I've been here since I was five years of age." Christine corrected him with a smile as Erik rubbed her stomach. "You cheated, in a way. You used some entrance that wasn't locked up. I expected so much better of you, my dear." She opened her eyes and watched the puppy, small and fuzzy, attempt the impossible task of getting onto the bed with the children. "You honestly believe that I would lock you outside all night? Never! I was merely testing your intelligence, my love. You passed!"
 
"And for as curious as you were as a child, I am surprised that you did not know of the back entrance to our home." Erik teased, placing another kiss on her cheek. "Cheated? I think not! I merely outsmarted you. You just do not want to admit it. My dear Christine, I never knew you were a sore loser!" Erik joked with a laugh. "And thank God! I feel so reassured now that you know I am smarter than I look. You should know not to test me by now, darling. I do not take to it well." Chuckling, Erik held her tighter, smiling at how beautiful this ridiculous moment was that they were having.
 
"Well, I was never allowed down here. Father would forbid me to even pass the door without an adult by me." Christine wiped the thousandth kiss that she had received that day away from her cheek. "Oh, you must stop with this teasing or I'll get so very confused." Christine yanked his arms apart so that she could breathe. "And, remember our little talk about personal space?" She smirked. "We can be apart without one of us dying, correct?" Christine picked up the dog and sat with it on the bed, just petting it. "And, what should you do if I don't stop?"
 
Christine's reaction to his kiss shocked Erik at first, but he laughed anyway. He did his best not to look offended by it, but his face reddened momentarily, and he knew he deserved it - he was far too clingy. "You want personal space? Alright, fine." Erik decided to tease back and sat on the chair a good space away from the bed - something he was sure the children would be happy about, especially Alistair. "I believe I will give you your bed after all. Tonight, and for an undecided amount of nights after tonight, I will sleep here." Closing his eyes, he folded his arms behind his head as if preparing to actually sleep. Though it was a tease, Erik was determined to do exactly what he said. "And if you don't stop testing me I will continue to do exactly what I am doing now: I will test you back." With a smug expression on his face and a quiet laugh, Erik didn't even open his eyes to look at her.
 
Christine rolled her eyes as Catherine snuck into the room. Christine had a splendid idea: Catherine would act as her mother for a few moments and tease Erik into coming back to her. It sounded strange, yes, but Christine wanted to see how this experiment would play out. "You know, I think you're right, Erik. We need time alone." Catherine walked up behind her father and wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a hug, putting on her very best imitation of Christine. "Yes, that is so true. We spend far too much time away from our children that it would be nice to separate." Andrew slapped his hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter at how ridiculous this looked.
 

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