Smaller FiresSmaller Fires4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Christine sighed to herself ah she waved smoke-tainted air
away from her face. It was the third time today that a fire had been set in
Erik's underground abode, all by him. And by accident, it is worth adding.
Christine had been working with Erik on his emotional overreactions (as Raoul would thank her for, if he ever met with Erik again),
and at the moment she was extremely glad that she had endeavored to do so. Erik
was apologizing over and over again, but thankfully, the situation has not
heralded an outburst.
For all his genius, the man was such a
child sometimes. But that didn't stop her from loving him dearly.
Christine could help a small smile from tugging at her lips
as she tried to calm Erik down. "It's OK, Erik, really!" she said,
encouragingly, patting his arm. Erik seemed to take some comfort from her
touch, and attempted a weak smile at her. He failed miserably. "Thank you for
such kind words, my love, but you need not lie to appease me! I am truly
remorseful that I must m