Cousin Emmy's House

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It seemed as if the Baudelaire's and the Quagmire's had been walking for hours although they had only walked a couple of blocks.

"Where is your cousins house anyway?" Duncan asked Violet.

"Not nearly as far as we need it to be." Violet replied.

"Am I the only one who noticed that the love birds back there are holding hands?" Quigley asked nodding towards Isadora and Klaus.

"I certainly did but I don't think they know." Violet said.

"Let's find out." Duncan turned towards Klaus and Isadora. "When did you guys become a couple?" Duncan teased.

"What on Earth do you mean?" Isadora asked blushing slightly.

"Oh so hand holding is just a friendship thing now?" Duncan shot back.

Isadora looked down at her hand and so did Klaus. They both let go blushing furiously. "D-Duncan!" Isadora shouted.

"That's what I thought." Duncan laughed so did Quigley and Violet.

The orphans turned a corner and came face to face with a enormous purple and pink mansion. Not just any purple and pink either, it was pastel.

"Oh..."

"My..."

"God..." The three Quagmire triplets said finishing each other's sentences.

"It's cousins Emmy's house." Violet sighed in relief.

"I'm warning you right now don't talk to her about her house, outfit, animals, or our parents she will literally never stop talking." Klaus warned.

"Oh come on she's not that bad." Violet laughed.

"This is no laughing matter Violet! Duncan and Quigley she will hit on you and she'll try to get us to go out with each other." Klaus said.

"She will make deliberate plans to get us together?" Isadora asked.

"Yes she plans everything out and it always works in her favor so be warned and be careful." Klaus replied.

"Okay Mr. Know it all let's go in." Violet said rolling her eyes.

Violet walked up and knocked on the bright blue door. No one answered so she rang the doorbell. They heard shuffling around the house and several locks clicked. The door knob slowly turned and the door was pushed open by a tan skinned, dark haired girl. She had purple and pink highlights in her hair and she was wearing a short pink dress and blue belt. Her shoes had a slight heel and were golden colored. She looked similar to the Baudelaire's making it clear she was part of there family. The 14 year old girl smiled warmly at everyone.

"Baudelaire's! It's been such a long time since I've seen you! Wow you look much older as well!" Emmy motioned for them to come inside.

"You look no different....except your height." Klaus murmured.

"How old are you all now?" Emmy asked sitting on a couch the Baudelaire's and Quagmire's doing the same.

"Well I recently turned 16 and Klaus is 15 and well Sunny is two." Violet replied.

"And I'm sorry I didn't notice sooner, I was just so excited to see you guys, but who are your friends?" Emmy asked sweetly.

"Oh um, I'm Isadora and these are my brothers Duncan and Quigley." Isadora told Emmy.

"Lovely to meet you I believe I recognize your last name what were your parents names?" Emmy questioned. Isadora looked at Klaus who shook his head.

'Don't' he mouthed. Isadora nodded slowly but her brothers didn't get the message.

Duncan and Quigley proceeded to tell Emmy all about their parents and in return Emmy talked for an hour straight about how she wasn't sure if she had met them or not. When she had finished speaking Isadora was asleep on Klaus's shoulder unknowingly and Sunny had fallen asleep on Violet who was practically asleep herself. Duncan and Quigley were still trying to process their mistake when Emmy told everyone she'd show them their rooms.

"Oh there's really no need we've been here multiple times and no were the guest rooms are." Violet told her.

"Whatever you say. But remember if you need anything cousin Emmy is always here to help!" Emmy shouted delightfully. Unfortunately that woke Isadora up. She opened her eyes realizing she was using Klaus Baudelaire as a pillow once again. She quickly sat up and followed Violet who had started walking upstairs.

"We'll have to make sleeping arrangements because there are two twin sized beds per room so pair up." Violet said. "Oh umm there is one room with three beds if you boys want to sleep in there." Violet added. The boys walked into their room and Violet and Isadora entered theirs. Sunny followed close behind and found a crib like bed which she claimed as her own. The rooms were quite large as they each had a bathroom and big closet space.

"Emmy seems nice but I understand what Klaus meant now. She talks a lot and she was winking at Duncan the whole time." Isadora said plopping down on her bed.

"Oh...really?" Violet asked sadly.

"Is there a problem with that Violet?" Isadora questioned.

"It's nothing. Well actually it's something." Violet sighed.

"What is it? You can tell me. I mean your literally my best friend so whatever you need." Isadora smiled at Violet.

"Emmy usually gets what she wants...including boys." Violet replied softly.

"Are you afraid that Emmy is going to steal Duncan from you?" Isadora asked with a wide smile on her face.

"Uh no! Of course not!" Violet rushed nervously.

"You so are jealous! I knew you liked one of my brothers!" Isadora squealed.

"Yeah well you like Klaus!" Violet snapped back.

"I'm gonna pretend like I didn't here that. But I did here you admit to.....LIKING DUNCAN!!" Isadora yelled.

"ISADORA SHUT UP!!" Violet screamed throwing a pillow at Isadora who was now jumping on the bed.

"HEY!" Isadora yelled picking up a pillow and chucking it at Violet.

"What's going on in here?" Duncan asked rushing into the room to see what all the screaming was about.

"Nothing!" Violet and Isadora yelled at the same time.

"Ok then. Klaus, Quigley, and I wanted to know if you wanted to play a game?" Duncan asked.

"What kind of game?" Isadora asked suspiciously.

"Truth or dare." Duncan replied. The girls looked at each other, so grins spreading across their faces.

"Yes!" They both said at the same time barely containing their excitement.

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