Okay, I can't post the whole thing because of copyright stuff, but I can post pieces of it...at least the pieces that don't need edited.
Some Graveyard with Classy Naked Statues
CHRISTINE [singing sadly]:
You were once
my bosom companion
but now my tears
wet lots of tissues.
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You were once
my dad and best friend—
but now you’re dead
and I’ve got daddy issues.
VOICE FROM THE DAAÉ TOMB: Christine! Come to me!
CHRISTINE: Daddy? Is that you?
VOICE FROM THE DAAÉ TOMB: …Sure, if that’s your thing.
[Raoul rides up, leaps off his white charger, and tosses his hair urgently.]
RAOUL: Christine! That’s not your dad! That’s just the Phantom!
VOICE FROM THE DAAÉ TOMB: NO IT’S NOT! I’M TOTALLY HER DAD! DADDY LOVES YOU, CHRISTINE!
RAOUL: Oh, COME ON, Christine! You hung out with this guy! You fell in love with his stupid voice! You ought to be able to recognize it!
CHRISTINE: Well, it does sound kind of familiar…
RAOUL: And you saw his face, right?
CHRISTINE: Well… yeah… I mean… he bears kind of a passing resemblance to my father… I mean, aside from the giant Sunburn of Doom… He really looked like my dad when we were singing about the Music of the Night and he was running his hands all over me.
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RAOUL: YOU ARE WRONG IN THE HEAD.