A Series of Unfortunate Events One Shots

Memory Lane Part 1

It'll be explained as it goes, begin!

~Quigley's POV

It's been 3 months since my family home was destroyed in a terrible fire. My triplet siblings were living at a school called Prufrock Prep, and I was speculated to be dead.

I'm not, obviously.

Though part of me kind of wishes I was. It'd be less boring. Perhaps I should start with why I'm not dead or with my siblings. When the fire happened, my mom shoved me in a trap door under our library and said she'd come back with my siblings. She never came back, and something heavy fell on the trap door so I couldn't get back out. After I heard the fire die down I realized I was in a secret tunnel, not a panic room, and followed the tunnel. I reached a dead end, after what I assumed was a couple hours, and all I had with me was a commonplace book that was in my pocket when I escaped. I wonder if Duncan and Isadora had theirs when they got out.

When I reached the dead end I found a man there named Jacques Snicket. He told me he was friends with my parents, and said he'd take care of me if I go with him. I've been traveling with him ever since. He told me a little about this secret organization called V.F.D. that he's a part of, and my parents were in it too. He didn't tell me much more after that other than the basics; I think the deeper stuff is probably classified or something. He insists that I'm not an official volunteer because he doesn't have time to train me.

We travel from place to place almost weekly and he keeps me locked up in whatever we're using as a hideout at the moment. This week it's a small hotel near the city harbor. Jacques said he had a meeting here at the bar with a man called Captain Widdershins, another volunteer I suppose.

"But no I have to stay inside and die of boredom..." I said to myself as I lay back on my bed.

Being in hiding because the world thinks you're dead sucks. And the worst part is I can't even talk to people my own age unless they're V.F.D. Jacques introduced me to his sister Kit when we stayed at Hotel Denouement for a while and I got to meet some volunteers in training there but that's about it. It's not just boring it's lonely. I haven't been able to actually make any new friends for a long time.

Bang bang bang

I quickly sat up at the sound of someone trying to break open my locked door. Shit. They must be villains! And they're coming for me! They must have seen Jacques smuggle me inside!

Jacques said that if this situation happens just get out and find a volunteer to protect you. He mentioned that Captain Widdershins is, well, a submarine captain, and his sub was parked at the harbor with his crew still inside. I can hide out with them until Jacques gets back. The villains were now fumbling with the door lock giving me just enough time to grab my backpack so they don't get my stuff and I tucked my commonplace book in my jacket. I quickly opened the window and climbed out of it; thankfully our room was only on the first floor.

I looked around the harbor frantically for my destination. The area had dock workers wandering around performing their jobs but I still needed to stay out of sight, and trouble. I ran closer to the water and saw a number of small boats, some larger boats and- ah there's a submarine! It was resting on the water's surface and from my location I could see a distinctive V.F.D. symbol on its side under the gold letters that spelled its name: Queequeg. I could hear the sound of crashing coming from the hotel meaning they were tearing the place apart looking for me. With my heart racing a mile a minute, I made sure no one was around before climbing onto the submarine and frantically knocking on the hatch.

"Friend! Quigley Quagmire!" I called inside as I pounded the metal hatch.

A speaker sounded with a female talking through it. "What's the password," She asked. I couldn't help noticing her voice was quite heavenly. Damn it, Quigley, don't think about that now!