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Violet had been heading out when she noticed a woman standing in from of her fathers books shop. “Excuse me,miss?” She smiled when she got the woman’s attention. “The book shops closed today.”

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Violet had been heading out when she noticed a woman standing in from of her fathers books shop. “Excuse me,miss?” She smiled when she got the woman’s attention. “The book shops closed today.”

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“I got somethin’ for you!” Olive had been out shopping when she saw a perfect gift for Violet. While she was out she also stopped at a bookstore down the street and found a book for Klaus and a book of recipes she could make with Sunny. She felt like the three children deserved something nice and the best way for her to do it was with a gift.
@gearsandlevers | ♡♚♡ | So says The Queen!
There is a scarlet letter. Impossible to ignore, it’s vibrant red draws the girl’s eyes, demands to be opened. It has a wax seal, a bleeding heart. Pull it open, read the parchment inside.
YOUR PRESENCE HAS BEEN REQUESTED IN THE ROYAL GARDEN. AS DECREED BY HER MAJESTY, THE QUEEN OF HEARTS.
The bright red letters promptly begin to melt from the page, and all of reality soon melted with it, for the floor beneath the poor girl gave way to the way to Wonderland- the rabbit hole. A vortex, deep and dark and then suddenly aglow with magic, a mess of things from inside the Baudelair’s head swirling down with her as she fell rapidly into the unknown. Even the spiral of light eventually gave way to the feeling of falling through a gray, cloudy sky-- miles high.
However, just as he should have felt the killing impact of the ground, instead the girl found herself sitting at a garden table in a rather depressing garden with red ‘roots’ that moved and throbbed. There was a figure across from her, a small one but in very big attire. A little girl it seemed, who hid her face simply because she seemed to sit in a slump with her head hanging low ( and her gnarly claws and tendril toes hidden just beneath the table. )
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“Why you, orphans?” he gives her a very unpleasant toothy smile, but the corners of his lips are curved in an expression of disgust. “Of course you didn’t do anything. But your parents, you see, they never cared to think before doing something. They never thought that one day you will have to suffer because of their dirty secrets.” Olaf is hesitant – it’s the perfect moment for the monologue, the villain revealing his motives at last, but this moment is supposed to be the one of triumph. It will never happen again, once he tells – there will be no second chance, and damn, he just wants to see the looks on their faces when they finally learn the bitter truth.
“They never understood,” he adds gloomily, “what friends are for.”
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It’s not uncommon for children to be at Muskrat Farm, it’s uncommon for them to appear at the gate uninvited, as Mason has been informed. This, however, is something new, something that excites him to the point of restlessness and boiling agitation. It’s been so boring lately, with no one but a few maids and his sister for company, they’ve learnt most of his tricks. They’ve learnt to take the damn chocolate when he offers it.
“Should I call someone to pick the girl up?” “Please,” he grins, not realizing that walkie-talkies can’t transmit facial expressions, “do let her in. Into the stable.” Kids usually like horses. Mason doesn’t – it’s not that he’s afraid of them, but they make him a bit nervous. Pigs and horses detest each other, as his dear sister once said.
“You look a little lost,” he drawls, leaning against the wall and examining the girl before him. She’s not exactly a child, more of a teenager, but it’s all the same – surely no one could walk past the enormous farm with a luxurious mansion in its core. “What’s your name?”

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cheeks speckled with freckles grow red , annoyance clear in her expression. why was it that the Baudelaires seemed to be the ones to QUESTION her the most ? no one used to do that. PINK was a very adorable color—— although Carmelita believes she’s the only one who pulls it off BEST . . . seeing others have an actual sense of STYLE in this stupid school would be a RELIEF. and the best style is anything PINK !
“ only cakesniffers don’t like the color pink. and if they don’t have anything to wear , then they’ll just be EXPELLED ! ”
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“ it’s, uh------no problemo. ”
he smeared the back of his hand across his mouth, smiling thinly------almost pleasantly, unaffected. then, after a couple of seconds, he glanced down.
“ hell, y’like this shit, y’should see the other guy. ” he licked his lips and hunched his shoulders while he reached to give his coat a good, hard jerk. could’ve been noncha-fucking-lant------straightening it out.
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“Therapy isn’t IN,” Esmé scoffs, dark lips twitching in revulsion, as if even talking about something so terribly, awfully OUT makes her sick. It does. What is IN is the pair of custom-made shoes she’s wearing, that also happens to be the figuratively literal knife she was referring to. Both in style and stuck in the tile on the floor. “Perhaps your mother never cared to give you advice on fashion.” Oh, she’s not feeling motherly at all – these kids are hopeless, besides, orphans are OUT now. She truly doesn’t care, but she’ll go after them until her sharp long fingernails can finally graze the shiny side of the sugar bowl. She’ll go after them with all she has, her boyfriend attached.
“Revenge is IN now. And you’re going to learn it the hard way.”