A Series of Unfortunate Events One Shots

Those First Eleven Days Part 2

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Universe*

~Violet's POV

Isadora and I took Sunny with us into the bathroom in the girls' dormitories to get ready for the day. As I helped Sunny get ready, Isadora was standing at a sink fussing with her hair in the mirror. Thankfully, we were the only ones in here at the moment.

I smirked at the sight, "Trying to impress someone?"

She looked at me with shock, a pink blush tinting her cheeks, "No!"

I rolled my eyes, "Right..."

"Wugatoo," Sunny said, I quickly translated her meaning, "I'm only one and even I know that's a lie."

Isadora looked embarrassed as she shakily asked, "Don't be silly, Violet, why would I need to impress someone?"

I set Sunny down and went to join her at the sink and straightened my uniform, as I calmly replied, "Because you wouldn't stop staring at Klaus since the second you two laid eyes on each other."

Isadora's face went from pink to red, "Oh, you noticed that?"

I chuckled, "Yeah it was pretty obvious."

She sighed, "If it bothers you at all I can just-"

"What are you talking about? Of course it doesn't bother me! Why would I want to stop my new best friend from having a crush on my brother?"

"Sorry I know I just met him; I just saw him in Mrs. Bass' class, and he well... he looked really cute. I may have spent the rest of class writing a few couplets about him."

I snickered, "Oh, now you're being honest?"

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sunny roll her eyes, and she mumbled something that I couldn't hear to translate. I suspect she wanted to scold us for acting like normal teenage girls. After a while of steady conversation as I too started smoothing out my hair, with Isadora explaining to me how the school worked, she reached into her school bag and pulled out what looked like a brand new make-up kit. I glanced curiously at it for a moment.

She noticed me staring as she started applying some light eye-shadow, "Oh, I'm sorry did you want some too? You can help yourself, I've got plenty," She set the kit closer to me.

"Where did you get this?"

She stopped for a moment and looked around before softly asking, "Promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Uh, sure?"

"I stole it."

"What?"

"It was Carmelita's; I stole it from her dorm," She finished.

I laughed, "Oh, so you guys are the thieves that we were warned about."

Isadora smiled, "Yeah, Duncan takes stuff from the boys' dorms all the time. We started because last winter I got the flu, since the shack was so damn cold. Duncan got frustrated, and when he came back he had stolen a couple blankets from the dorms for us. After that we just decided enough was enough and now we have a habit of taking things we need for survival while we're here. We don't take money, and we don't take anything too valuable."

"I suppose that makes sense," I said, "In a survival situation, sometimes you have to sacrifice your personal principles for your safety. But why did you take this? Surely you don't need it."

"I took this one out of spite; Carmelita tripped Duncan as we were walking to class one day and he got a nasty bruise from the concrete. I wanted to get back at her so I took some of her stuff."