Turkey X Reader~Phantom of the Opera~ch4

ALFRED'S P.O.V:
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HE TOOK YOU.  That damnable bastard!!   He took my (Y/n)!!   I had been enjoying the opera, up until HE came out.    Because I saw how you started looking at him.  Then, as the dancers twirled, he started laying his filthy paws on you.  Then he kissed you.  Then he took you.  Not only did he steal your first kiss from me, he also kidnapped you!!  When I get my hands on him....!   But wait.     How in the world will I find you?    If you are even still alive..........(Y/n).......
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YOUR P.O.V:
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You awoke, opening your eyes slowly.  You immediately remembered last night's events, & looked around you.   You were on a large round bed, that was red & velvety, &, thank heavens, you were alive, & you didn't feel as though you'd been violated.   Not that you know what it felt like.....but still.  Hope is nice.  But kidnapping you was not.  You sat up, & got out of the bed, starting to walk around.  The bedroom was rather small, containing only the bed, a closet, & a large wardrobe with a table at it's side.  It was impeccably decorated, though.   It had dark red walls, with numerous & various golden designs, & there was a large sheer golden canopy around the bed, you noticed there were rose petals around the floor, & there were a few candles lit, illuminating the room.   It was almost.......ROMANTIC.   You blushed.  This man.......so embarrassingly bold.                                                                 You walked out of the bedroom, & came upon a small set of stairs.  As you stepped down them, you began to hear piano music.  It was gentle, & a bit relaxing to hear.   You walked into a grand interior room, filled with crescent moon & star designs all over the walls.  There was an enormous bookshelf, & several lounging couches.  You noticed, that pinned on the wall of the largest couch, was half of a cat mask, but the size of it was small, that of a small child's.    He was sitting at a piano in the corner of the room, playing with a grin, as though amused at the sound his own hands were producing.    He noticed you, & grinned wider.     "Well, it's about time you awoke, enjoying the music?",  he asked cockily.     Despite your situation, you smiled,  "Yes, actually.   You play quite well."     He shrugged.   "This is nothing but a way to relieve stress.   I once knew a man that could play so well, that you just HAD to cry. No matter who you were, how proud you were, you would cry like a child!", he exclaimed softly, his face set dreamily in memory.    "He sounds like he was a good man.", you said.    "Actually, he acted like an arse all the time, & was rather proud.", he replied grinning.        "Oh."        "He also had a strange kink in his hair, & he was quite fretful when it came to his appearance.   But his name escapes me.......Rodney?   Rodrigo? Rodriguez?   Eh, no matter."    Your stomach grumbled, cutting the conversation.  You blushed, embarrassed.    He grinned knowingly,  "(Y/n), would you do me the honor of accompanying me to breakfast?", he asked, jokingly giving an exaggerated bow, practically brushing his nose on the floor.    You giggled, & took his hand, as he guided you into the kitchen.
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ALFRED'S P.O.V:    
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I'm going to go mad!!!   WHERE AM I EVEN TO START LOOKING?!    "DAMN IT ALL!", I yelled as I threw a chair against the wall, smashing it.   "If you insist on breaking public property..... you'll have to pay for it....."   I turned around, & saw a man standing in the door frame, watching me with a sleepy expression.   He was tan, had long hair with two swirly curls, & was holding a cat.     Strange fellow.   His description sounds familiar......aha!    "Pardon, but have you seen the young soprano hired by this opera house anywhere?   She is my friend, & she has been kidnapped by some-"    "THAT BASTARD!!!", the man suddenly shrieked, furious.   "THAT DAMN BASTARD!!!  I LEAVE FOR A DAY, & HE KIDNAPS A YOUNG LADY?!   I WARNED THEM, I WARNED HER, I WARNED HIM!!!!!!!", then, HE started throwing objects around,   completely consumed by rage.    "I WARNED HIM NOT TO DO THIS KIND OF THING!!!    I TOLD HIM IF HE DID, I WOULD PERSONALLY HUNT HIM!!   DOES HE STILL THINK I AM A CHILD?!    IF I SEE HIM,  I WILL KILL HIM!!!    HOW DARE HE!!    HOW DARE HE!!!!!  I HATE HIM, I HATE THAT BASTARD!!!!", he shrieked.     He started to tire out quickly, however, & passed out on the spot, the cat jumping away.          Well then.......that was interesting...........& it seemed this fellow knew more than most about this "phantom".     I sighed, relieved, & picked him up easily, placing him on my bed.         I was one step closer to finding you.