Violet, Klaus, Sunny, and Rowan managed to stop themselves from gasping. Violet nudged Rowan, who she was standing next to, and whispered very quietly and quickly, "Don't recognise him.".
Rowan nodded and passed the message on to Klaus. He looked reluctant at first but eventually nodded and said quietly to Isadora, "Olaf, don't recognise him.". Violet nodded subtly at her brother and said the same to Duncan, who was standing on the other side of her.
"Hello, Coach Genghis." said Violet politely.
"It's nice to meet you." said Klaus.
"Hello." said Rowan, struggling to be nice to the man that had abused him for three years.
"Good afternoon." said Duncan and Isadora in unison.
Count Olaf gave a sinister smile and nodded at the row of children, looking from Isadora to Duncan. "Who is who?" he asked Nero.
Vice Principal Nero jumped at the chance to help the visitor. "The girl on the end with the short hair is Isabella. The boy next to her with the glasses is Clyde. Then it's Roman, the boy who has pencils everywhere."
Rowan sighed. "One pencil." he muttered exasperatedly to Violet.
"Then the tallest one with that ribbon is Veronica, the baby is Sammy, and next to her is Dennis, the one with the crooked tie." 'guessed' Count Olaf.
"Excellent!" exclaimed Nero, as if he was complimenting a student who had just answered a difficult question.
"Yes, yes, yes." Count Olaf said, staring at all the children.
"Um," Isadora spoke up. "Actually, it's Isadora, Klaus, Rowan, Violet, Sunny, and Duncan."
Nero shrugged. "Eh."
"I choose Ver- Violet." said Count Olaf. "And, uh, Klaus. And, finally, Sunny."
"Wonderful choices!" Nero beamed.
"Choose them for what?" asked Rowan, stepping forward and standing almost protectively in front of the Baudelaires.
"Special Orphans' Running Exercises." Count Olaf explained. "Also known as S.O.R.E, which could be shortened to sore. Which is what you will be."
"Oh, I wouldn't say that." said Nero hurriedly.
"But why-" exclaimed Duncan angrily. Then he cleared his throat and said politely, "Out of curiosity, why do orphans do the exercises?"
"Because orphans have naturally, um, weak legs. Because their legs are utterly, uh, utterly... parent-less." Count Olaf said rudely. "Don't you children agree?"
"Oh, yes." they all agreed, giving nods that looked slightly too vigorous and fast. Duncan was glad that the answer to his question was actually polite. It was Count Olaf, after all, so it could have been worse.
"Go out then, children!" exclaimed Vice Principal Nero.
"What?" asked Klaus. "This is our shack, you can't make us go out."
"But it's the start of lessons." said Nero.
"We have fifteen minutes left." said Rowan reasonably.
"I don't care!" Nero practically screamed. "Coach Genghis and I need to discuss S.O.R.E!"
"In our shack?" asked Violet.
"In your shack!" screeched Nero, his voice as high-pitched as his violin playing.
He pushed Violet, Klaus, Rowan, and Isadora out of the door at almost the same time. Duncan stumbled as he was shoved out of the door backwards.
"That was awful." said Klaus.
"Your day is about to get even more awful!" sang a voice.
"Carmelita." said the Quagmires, the two eldest Baudelaires, and Rowan all at the same time.
Sunny said something along the lines of, "Renifleur gateau." which meant, 'Oh, it's Carmelita.'.
"I have a message for the Baudeliars, the, um, boy, and the Quagfires." Carmelita said rudely, altering the surnames of the Baudelaires and Quagmires.
"Go on then." Klaus said.
Carmelita began a song, tapping her shoes to the rhythm. "The sun is setting, hooray, hooray, Coach Genghis sent me here to say, 'the Baudelaire orphans go to the field!'. And my name is Carmelita!"
"Lovely song." said Rowan sarcastically.
"It doesn't even rhyme." Isadora criticised.
"Carmelita, it's lunch time." Klaus pointed out. "It's not sunset."
Carmelita spat on the ground but said nothing. She then walked off, screaming about ungrateful cakesniffers.
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Baudelaires and a White
Fanfiction"I think we should do it." said Rowan quietly as the man opened the door. "Okay." said Violet. "But who are you?" gasped Isadora, sliding into the taxi. The man took a breath. "My name is Lemony Snicket, and I am here to take you away." Would the s...
