𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 ||𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦||

𝑋𝐼𝐼. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐺𝑟𝑖𝑚 𝐺𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑜 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝐼𝐼

Aurora felt trapped. Which she sorta was seeing as she couldn't leave her diving suit.

But she felt trapped in more ways, in the way the Medusoid Mycelium was growing in her body and trapping her lungs. And in a way that her body was burning yet cold at the same time.

She also felt trapped in Count Olaf and her aunt Esmé's submarine as they dragged her through the many confusing halls of it.

"You orphans and Snicket are as useless at sea as you are on land. I order you to bring my girlfriend a sugar bowl, and instead, all you bring back is a coughing teenager!" Olaf fumed as Aurora was slightly stumbling, only being held up Esmé. Violet would look back at Aurora constantly to make sure she's still alive but her heart broke each time she saw the pain in her deep eyes.

"The brig is this way!" Olaf exclaimed as they walked the wrong way. "What the No, this way," He said again as Aurora realized she had close to only an hour left to live. "We definitely haven't been this way."

"Aurora has less than an hour. We have to find an antidote!" Violet exclaimed at Klaus as Aurora coughed again.

"Fiona will know what to do. She had books on fungi in her library." Klaus replied as Esmé hosted up Aurora again.

"We have to get to the Queequeg." Violet agreed."Well, now which way?" Olaf exclaimed.

"We have to go back," Klaus replied with panic in his voice as Aurora felt her throat only getting tighter.

"Don't be ridiculous! We just came from there." Esmé replied outraged as Aurora coughed, getting her aunts attention.

"Aurora's been poisoned. If we don't go back, she'll die!" Violet cried.

"Fine with me. Now that Fleur is alive I just need her to get the Snicket fortune." Olaf replied casually as Aurora glared at him.

"Stay away from my mother." She hissed before coughing again.

"Serves you right for coming back without the sugar bowl," Esmé told her, but something in her eyes made Aurora doubt she meant it.

"It's this way!" Olaf said and dragged them into a corridor.

"We have to find an antidote!" Violet cried again as the sweat was dripping down Aurora's forehead.

"Yes, well, I anti-don't care. Tee-hee, ticklish!" Olaf shot back.

"Tort-tort, turmeric!" Esmé added as they kept fake laughing while the Baudelaires tried to escape with Aurora.

"Rora, stay with us, we'll get you the antidote," Violet whispered to her as Esmé and Olaf got to them again.

"Not so fast." Olaf sneered.

"Aurora's life depends on us!" Violet yelled at him.

"Uh, I think you're confused. Her and your life depend on me," Olaf shot back before turning them around again, Esmé taking Aurora. "Now let me be clear. If I wanted, I could drown you in the sea, or have you strangled by arms of this mechanical octopus. It is only the kindness of my heart and greed that I am throwing you in the brig and torturing you instead! Now let's get moving!"