A Series of Unfortunate Events One Shots

Loopy

This is a universe where Olaf was arrested during the events of Miserable Mill, and the Baudelaires have obviously been living at Prufrock ever since. In the book, the Quagmires were moved up to a dorm, not a broom closet, and here they've convinced Nero to let the Baudelaires live with them. Begin!

~Klaus' POV

It was a Saturday morning here at Prufrock, and according to the school newspaper, classes were cancelled today. (Prufrock normally doesn't have weekends) I silently thanked whatever it was that caused the day to be free, even though Sunny still had to work as Nero's secretary. Violet and I didn't like that, but our attempts to get her out of it have all failed. Nonetheless, aside from the stupid rules, the bullies, and the awful teachers, Prufrock was a damn paradise compared to living at the Lucky Smells Lumber Mill. And there were two things that made it that way: Duncan and Isadora Quagmire.

Duncan is the best friend I've ever had. He's kind, supportive, funny, and intelligent. And recently, as in just a few months ago, Violet had started a relationship with him. They were taken with each other the moment they met, I could tell. Some people might wonder why I'm ok with my best friend dating my sister, but the reality is that Duncan is a completely trustworthy guy. He'd never hurt anyone, and I know Violet can take care of herself. She's the oldest she can see whoever she wants. I know our parents aren't here anymore, but they'd have loved Duncan.

Then there's his triplet sister Isadora. She's absolutely lovely... I wish I could tell her how I feel. She's so kind, perfect, and beautiful and I could go on about her for hours. She's a wonderful friend, but unfortunately that was all we were right now. I've had a huge crush on her for ages. And it was looking like it was just going to be us today because when I woke up I found a note from Violet saying that she and Duncan are spending the day together and won't be around until dinner tonight.

"Thanks for the heads up, I suppose," I said to myself before tossing the note in the trash.

After changing into some casual clothes, since not having classes means not having to wear your uniform, I went out into the living room of our shared dorm and found Isadora, still in her pajamas, curled up on the couch in a couple blankets reading a book. She looked pale, more than usual, I mean, and she was shivering a bit. She had been sick since yesterday, there's been a death plague going around the school for the past week or so, and Isadora had been unfortunate enough to catch it. I hate seeing her sick, she looks so needy and helpless, and I just want to help her however I can. She insists on keeping her distance for fear of getting me sick. (Understandable but still...)

She smiled weakly at me, "Good morning Klaus." Her voice was soft and scratchy; it broke my heart to hear her suffering.

"Good morning Izzie. How do you feel?"

"Duncan said my fever is 102 so not much better." She paused to cough before continuing. "But I wouldn't want to ruin your free day with my problems."

"Nonsense Izzie," I replied smiling to reassure her, "I don't mind spending time taking care of you."

"You're sweet, thank you... especially since my brother and my best friend decided that making out behind the bleachers on the athletic field was a better way to spend their time."

"Oh, is that where they go?"

"I caught them there one time so I assume they went there again."

"Well, if you don't mind me leaving for a bit, I'm going to go to the nurse's office and get you something for your cough."

"I'd like that..." She then went back to reading her book with a smile. I love her smile; it's my favorite smile in the world.

~...

While I was getting cough medicine and some cough drops, just in case, I found the very humorous sight of a visibly sick Carmelita being forced to drink medicine by our stern school nurse. At least her being sick was a positive to this school plague, it meant she couldn't bother us for a while.

Once I returned to the dorm, I gave Isadora her medicine. She took it without complaint, explaining that she was the one who handled being sick the "best" out of her family. She mentioned Duncan is more cooperative but complains a lot, while their brother Quigley used to never sit still when he was sick and it always made his recovery slower. The day went about as normal for us after that, aside from the occasional request from Isadora when she needed something, the two of us sat in relative comfort reading our books, and only talking when it was necessary. I didn't want her straining her already sore throat.

The only problem is that because I was busy reading, I tend to get very into whatever I'm reading, I didn't notice Isadora taking more medicine than was necessary until it was too late.

"How much of this did you take?"

She smiled at me and replied, "A bit... did you know that boats are like planes but they're on the sea?"

I wanted to laugh at that very silly way of wording it, but I don't know if I can because the girl I have a massive crush on is hopped up on cough medicine.

"Ok I think you might need to go lie down."

"I want to be like a caterpillar. Eat a lot, sleep for a while, and wake up beautiful!"

I opted to avoid telling her that I already think she's the most beautiful girl I've ever met, because I'd rather tell her that when she's not in this condition.

She set aside her book and said, "You know... Pooh bear should just buy honey instead of taking it from the bees..."

Ok, that one I laughed at. "Izzie I think you're a little loopy."

"Well I think you're really cute!"

I felt my face grow uncomfortably hot. She thinks I'm cute!

"Um... what?"

She giggled softly and repeated her statement. As I stood there trying to process what the hell I just heard, Isadora continued spouting random statements. Most of them were her very strong opinions on certain things.

"Izzie I really think you should take a nap, you took too much medicine."

She ignored me. "You know I'd love to have a kitten. When we get married can we get a kitten?"

My heart stopped. "M-Married...?"

She smiled shyly, her cheeks turned pink. "Yeah I like you Klaus. I want us to get married someday!"

Well my brain just stopped functioning. Did my crush just say she wants to marry me? Ok I'd love to ask her on a date and actually talk to her about these revelations but I can't do that while she's like this. I'm a gentleman. And a gentleman talks to a lady about these things when she's in a good state of mind for these conversations. I noticed then that she looked tired, which was good because she needed a nap.

Since Isadora is much shorter than me, she's rather easy to pick up. So I did exactly that, ignoring her mild protests, and carried her into her bedroom. I set her down on her bed and covered her with the blanket.

"There, now please do me a favor and get some rest. You need it."

She grumpily scowled at me for a moment then conceded to my demands. She got into a comfortable position under her covers and closed her eyes. I smiled in satisfaction and turned to leave the room.

"Klaus," I heard her say softly.

"Yeah Izzie?"

"Thank you for caring for me. You're such a sweet guy... it's why I like you..." She didn't say another word as she dozed off.

I felt myself blush again and I left the room, closing the door behind me. I made a silent promise to myself that I will confront Isadora about my feelings for her when she's feeling better.

But until then, I'm always happy to care for her when she needs me.

~The End!

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