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________________________________The trip back to the future was quicker than going back to the past. The rushing wind soon stopped, making the Baudelaires open their eyes.
In front of them was a burnt time machine, the switches covered in soot and the clock melted. Violet and Klaus looked at each other, seeing that they're back to their proper ages. Sunny was no longer a baby, but instead an eight-year-old girl.
"Well, that worked somewhat better than I thought," Violet stated in relief, untieing the ribbon from her hair. "We're still together,"
"But now we can't go back to fix anything." Klaus pointed out, looking at the former functioning-machine. "Count Olaf still had your blueprint before we left."
"I've been working on that since we first arrived back at the city after we encountered the Finnish pirates. It'll take years to restore my work."
"Where are we?" Sunny asked. Violet and Klaus, who we glad to see that Sunny's intelligence grew as well as her height, saw what she meant.
They were in a nearly empty and dark room. The sunlight was dim, barely peeking in through the grey clouds and small window. In the area were two small beds and three hammocks, similar to the ones the Baudelaires slept in when they stayed with Count Olaf.
Violet went to the door, seeing she still had the burn marks on her hand. She opened the door, which led to a long hallway on top of the staircase. The Baudelaires went down the stairs, seeing that there were more of the eyes as if they were watching their every move.
When they reached the bottom, the door open. Behind the front door were three women, two of whom were wearing the fanciest of dresses and the other wearing a doctor outfit and glasses. They saw the group of siblings and scoffed in disgust.
"Shouldn't you be making dinner with the other three?" The woman with glasses asked.
"Other three?" Klaus questioned.
"Are deaf, you cakesniffers?" The red-hair woman rudely asked. At that moment, Violet notice her two younger siblings changed. Their face was plain, showing no expression.
"Make some pasta. It's very in," The blonde one said after.
"Yes, sir." Klaus and Sunny replied, in a plain monotone voice. Violet looked at them, recognizing his tone of voice. It was the same phrase and tone he used when hypnotized at Paltryville. Violet knew exactly who the women were.
The red-haired lady was Carmelita Spats. She was the girl who the three siblings met at Prufrock Preparatory School, the time they first met the two Quagmire triplets. The last time the Baudelaire orphans saw her was at Hotel Denouement with Esmé, not knowing if she survived the terrible fire.
The blonde female was Esmé Gigi Genevieve Squalor, the city' sixth most important financial advisor. Esmé was the Baudelaire's guardian with her ex-husband Jerome, only to be revealed to work for Count Olaf. She was also obsessed with what is 'in', a word which here means to describe something that is in high fashion and popular. She was lasted heard of at the Hotel Denouement, attempting to find the sugar bowl in the basement.
As for the woman with glasses, Violet knew from the doctor outfit that she is Doctor Georgina Orwell. She was supposed to be dead, burned by a fiery furnace at Lucky Smells Lumbermill in Paltryville where they once worked.
"Well," Esmé said, breaking the eldest Baudelaire out of her shock. "Go on and make dinner,"
The Baudelaires a left to the kitchen, somehow knowing where it was in the unfamiliar house. The three passed by the dining room, where a woman was setting the table.
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Very Frightful Days- REVISED EDITION
FanficOne small change in the past can lead to a Vastly Fearful Doom __________________________ This is a revised edition of my other short story of the same name. What makes this different is that this includes elements from the Netflix show.