Join the Troop, or face the consequences?

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by Luvmeharderthanever

by Luvmeharderthanever

Olaf POV

I woke up and went to wake up the brats. I walked in to see the cage wide open. I wanted to burn the 'children' to the ground. They had to of helped her out. I decided not to wake them up since they would only get in my way. I walked down stair to hear shuffling on the couch. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I saw (Y/N) loosely tied on the couch. I smirked.
"Well well well well, would you look at what the cat caught?" I spoke walking towards her. She rolled her eyes.
"Why, good morning Count Olaf! Should I dawn a cup of tea for thou today?!" She spoke with sarcasm. I grabbed the collar of her shirt. My fist smushed against her face. I saw a fire burn in her eyes. A fire that could be useful, if I'm the one controlling it.
"Why you little...." I trailed off, thinking. I let her go, she fell against the couch again.
"Heh, what's wrong, Olaf? Too scared to fight me, even tied up?" She chuckled.

(Y/N) POV
His back was turned to me. He quickly turned around and smiled, not a pretty one either. But he looked like Dr.Frankenstein after his beast rose.
"How about we put this little feud behind us, (a name that's nowhere close to yours)" I glared at him.
"One: it's (Y/N). And two: what are talking about?" His smiled broadened. He stood be hind me, like he wanted me to see something.
"I'm talking about acting, (a name that's kinda close to yours). Just imagine: You! In the spotlight, a crowd chanting 'encore!' Begging for a second performance! What do you say? Join the Troop?" I almost choked on air. He wanted WHAT?! Me to join the troop that's trying to steal OUR family fortune. Not to mention KILL my siblings!? I shoved him away from me with my feet.
"Um what?! Me join forces with you?! Ha! Olaf, I would never, even if the world was ending and I could save it by joining your pathetic acting group!" I glared at Olaf. That stupid feeling came back. I felt like hugging him, helping him. I resisted the urge to gag at my thoughts. Especially the ones about his eyes. His dreamy, bright...... UGLY, STUPID EYES! I swear the longer I'm here, the closer I come to insanity. He sat up and his gaze darkened. To the point where he appeared murderous.
"Are you sure, (Y/N)? I'm offering something, difficult to refuse here. You know I only absolutely NEED Violet... the other two are just, well, dead weight?" He implied dead with a evil gleam in his eyes. I did not like it. Nor did I like the fact that my heart can't make up its mind! I wanted to strike a match and burn him to a crisp, at the same time I wanted to become his guardian, and protect him. I have no idea what is happening, and if I don't think of something quick, my siblings are on the line. Before I can even decipher the words that were leaving my mouth, I answered.
"Fine." I didn't even remember what that word meant. It flew from my mouth to where it seemed so natural. Yeah, because sentencing my siblings to death by ME is totally natural. Completely normal! He smiled at me and undid the ropes.
"Good girl." Now what? I'm supposed to be protecting my siblings. Not joining forces with the very person that's hunting them and their fortune. Oh please, God, if there is one, please protect them. From me and Olaf.... and allow them to forgive me in time. Just let this be a good thing in the end? Please?