#dunclaus

Ever since the Baudelaire siblings arrived at Prufrock prep, they had become very good friends with the Quagmire triplets. This was good news for both sets of siblings, seeing that neither had had any close friends in a very long time. They would always sit together at meals, usually playing something like truth or dare, or twenty questions. Today they were playing kiss marry kill, although instead of naming three people, they would only name one, as they did not know many people at the school and would likely run out of people after two turns otherwise.

“Okay, kiss marry or kill... Violet!” Klaus said.

“Oh, that’s easy.” Said Isadora. “Kiss and marry.”

“I don’t think you can do tha-” But before Violet could finish, her girlfriend had already leaned in and planted a small kiss on her lips.

“Too late!”

“Okay you win, it’s my turn now.” She said. “Duncan! Kiss marry or kill....” She paused a moment, looking around the table to see who’s name she should say next before giving Duncan a devious smirk.

“Klaus.”

Both Klaus and Duncan Immediantly flushed bright red.

“Oh! O-oh, um, I would....” He stopped to think for a minute. “Well, I- I wouldn’t kill him, I guess- I know. I know I wouldn’t kill him, obviously.”

“I- it’s fine if you choose kill if you want.” Klaus said shyly. “I’ll still be alive.”

“But I don’t want to kill you.”

“So that leaves kiss or marry.” Violet said smiling.

“Oh- ya right. Ummm......”

“You don’t have to worry too much about it Duncan.” She added. “it’s just hypothetical.”

“Ya, I don’t really care.” Said Klaus.

“Okay then, um.... marry? No, kiss. Wait- actually... what were my options again?”

“Kiss or marry.”

“Right.” He paused. “I guess... not marry- not that I wouldn’t want to marry him, I would- I mean If I had too. I wouldn’t not marry him, but we’ve only known each other for a few weeks so no, I don’t choose marry.”

“No, that makes sense. I wouldn’t choose marry- I mean I could, I might-”

“So kiss?” Asked Violet.

“..... yes?”

There was an awkward silence for a moment...... Until it was broken by Isadora.

"Are you effing kidding me!?" 

"Izzie!"

"What? I said effing, Sunny doesn't know what that means.”

“F!” Sunny yelled.

“Okay, I was wrong, she knows what it means.” Isadora admitted.“But seriously! You two have been like this ever since you met.”

“Like what?” 

“Like that! You’re both just so awkward with each other, you’re always blushing, and worst of all, you’re always staring at each other when you think the other isn’t looking but then they look at you and you both look away immediantly wich way more suspicious than you think it is.” She told them. “It was kinda funny at first, but it’s starting to slowly drive me insane.”

“Plus, you’re always talking about oneanother.” Violet added.“Almost every time Klaus reads a book now he says it reminds him of Duncan. Once it was a book about snakes. He only thought of Duncan because it was the same color as his notebook.”

“And you can barely speak to each other because you overthink everything you say.” Isadora said, looking pointedly at her brother.

“And whenever you’re in the same room you bearly pay attention to literally anything else.” Violet pointed out.

“Sorry, what?” Asked Klaus.

“And I wasn’t going to say anything, but we both know how that turned out!” Said Isadora. “So please, for the sake of everyone's sanity, just. Admit. You like each other!”

“Get room!” Sunny agreed.

Then there was another awkward silence.......

“Aaaaanyways, I’m done with my lunch, so I’m gonna go get a drink. Violet, wanna come?”

“Sure, I think Sunny’s getting thirsty too anyways.” She said getting up. Once all three girls were gone, the boys just sat there awkwardly, trying to think of what you're supposed to say to your best after being yelled at by both of your sisters. 

“So, that........ happened.” Duncan said, fidgeting with the edge of his sleeve.

“We don’t have to talk about it right now.” 

“Okay.”

Klaus looked over to where the girls were standing,(and pretending they were getting water and not staring at the boys to see what happened) before turning to Duncan.

“Do... do you wanna talk about it later?” He asked.

“Uh, yeah, sure.” He smiled. They would talk about it later.

They did talk about It later. 

Their sisters were right, and they never let them live it down.