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~Violet's POV
"At last after hours of searching I have finally found the Queequeg!" Olaf was in an unusually good mood this time around.
"Oh, will you shut up," I blurted out almost instantly.
"Violet telling someone to shut up is not very nice," Phil said.
"Believe me there's a lot worse I'd rather say to him," I muttered.
Olaf glared down at me from his position standing on the center table. "I don't have to listen to you Violet." He jumped off the table before he continued. "And what luck I have to find you Baude-losers as well! And it's not even my birthday!"
I could see Klaus rolling his eyes. I tried not to think about Sunny's condition.
Olaf then set his gaze on Fiona and stared in mild shock. "Well, do my eyes deceive me? The last time I saw you I was trying to throw thumbtacks in your cradle."
Fiona narrowed her eyes at him. "Get the fuck off my ship."
"Language child," Olaf replied.
"I'm not a child."
Olaf ignored the comment. He then went into a speech about how he was going to get us to tell him the location of the sugar bowl. I glanced at the clock; he was wasting our time. He then made a show of telling us that with us trapped inside his submarine we were at his mercy. And just like that all of us were being taken out of the Queequeg onto his submarine. He immediately put Phil with all the Snow Scouts he kidnapped on Mount Fraught.
He led us through the halls and we had to listen as Carmelita tortured the Snow Scouts with her "singing" and tap dancing.
Fiona leaned over to us at one point and asked, "Does that girl really think gorgeous starts with M?"
"She's really dumb..." Klaus replied.
"I can see that... And I thought Quigley was full of himself..."
Olaf and Esmé had some conversation about how they've basically adopted Carmelita. (A match in heaven right there; I wouldn't be surprised if her parents didn't care because it gets her out of the house.) Although it is rather funny that Esmé forced Olaf to name his submarine the Carmelita. I guess he was outvoted.
Olaf led the four of us to a room on his ship and shoved us inside, muttering something about a family reunion, then slamming the door shut behind us. I kept my sister held close inside her dive suit as I could hear her coughing getting worse. But what I was focused on was the hook-handed man who was sitting at a table fussing with a deck of cards. He looked at us; more specifically he looked at only one of us.
"Fiona!"
"Fernald!"
And my worries about what I had discovered were proven true as the two awkwardly embraced. Klaus looked shocked that he somehow didn't figure it out. I handed Sunny to Klaus.
I pulled out my newspaper scrap and handed it to her. "Fiona, he burned down Anwhistle Aquatics."
Fiona stared at the paper in shock, "Fernald you didn't... you'd never hurt anyone."
"It was for a good reason." Fernald replied; his tone was more gentle and kind than we'd ever heard. He must be a different person for his family.
He told us everything about how Gregor Anwhistle was an unstable volunteer who thought the solution to the schism was to poison all the villains and defectors with the Medusoid Mycelium.
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A Series of Unfortunate Events One Shots
FanfictionDunclet, Kladora, and Figley! Trying my hand at making some one shots. Any number of characters are able to be included. Uses details from both the books and the tv show. Rated T for swearing, and occasional adult humor. If you see a one shot with t...