Chapter 9

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by dinosaurspoon

by dinosaurspoon

hey it's meeee lemoneeee

Ok Ok Ok so as I'm writing this s2 of the Netflix show just came out
and
it's great.

that is all back to the story

"This. Is. Dope," stated Quigley as he jumped up and down on the old fashioned bed of he and Violet's new room. (There were two beds, because this is the Good Christian Amish we're talking about.)

"My brother, sister, and Barla have been kidnapped by a group of evil females and Fernald," cried Violet. "Don't you have any empathy?"

"I have no idea what that is," said Quigley proudly.

Meanwhile (!!), in Justin and Ivy's room, it was way more awkward.

"So, you uh... like cartoons?" asked Justin.

"My favorite show is Brooklyn 99," said Ivy flatly. "Mister Trudeau, you can talk to me like a normal person. I'm not three."

"Okay. Why are you flirting with my adoptive kid"

"WHAT"

"And you wanted honesty," Justin said bitterly, sparking up a joint.

"Klaus and I are just friends!"

"Yeah, and water is wet."

Ivy just stared at him.

"You know what Justin, I think I'm gonna go have a look around the town," she said finally.
She then threw on her jacket and headed out the door.

Klaus and Sunny woke up in their luxury suite, and took their places at the breakfast table for eggs, bacon, French toast, waffles, pancakes, and various drinks. All that lying had paid off.

Apparently, according to them, they hated living in luxury because it "reminded them of their old life, boo hoo hoo". This was not true at all, but in an attempt to make their lives miserable, the villains made sure it happened. Yes, they built an entire luxury suite under Caesar's Palace.

"Call me crazy," began Klaus, feeding Barla her organic gourmet baby food, "but I honestly hope Violet takes a while finding us."

Barla giggled.

"Yeah," said Sunny, "it feels good to treat yourself every once in a while. But I do wonder, in this materialistic society, if things like this contribute to the financial disparity between the classes. And if the wealthy class, us included, will always be looked on as the enemy, no matter how much they attempt to better their community. As the economy of the USA becomes more and more entrenched in a massive trade deficit, one can't help but wonder what more the one percent could be doing, and wha-"

"OOORRRPHHHAAAAAANSSS!"

They both looked up as Fiona came striding into the room.

"Me and my brother are having a bet. Klaus, are you gay?"

Klaus just stared at her. "Fiona... I had a crush on you for the entire time I knew you."

Fernald then came stomping into the room, huffing with annoyance. "I didn't say gay, I said bi."

"Well, are you bi then Klaus?"

"Being bi isn't in!" a muffled voice from the other side of the suite shouted.

"Shut up Esme you crazy bitch," said Fiona. She and Fernald left the room.

"Uhh.. what were you saying Sunny?" asked Klaus.

"Forgot," she admitted, going back to eating her French toast.