X Reader Imagines

Count Olaf X Reader

You're the older sister of Violet, Klaus and Sunny Baudaliere. This is set in your point of view at Prufrock Prep.

I walk through the door and get tackled by my best friend, Dom. I laugh as we fall to the floor. He wraps his arms tighter around me and buries his face in my neck. "It's good to see you to, Dom," I say chuckling. He rolls us over so that I'm lying on top of him. "When your siblings came without you, I was so worried!" He says loudly.

"Well I'm here," I respond before adding, "Can I get up now?" His grip on me loosenes and I stand up. Looking up at me, he grins. "I still have your iPad and earplugs," He says, standing up. He walks to the small drawers and pulls one out. "You still have all my stuff!" I say happily.

"Of course I do!" Dom says, passing me my iPad and earplugs. Grinning widely, I go onto Spotify and press shuffle.

"Just when life gets messed up, just when you can't turn back," I sing along with the song Die A Little. Turning to look at Dom, a look of realisation hits him. "Hey! This is my song!" He yells happily and starts singing with me. I run to the window that looks over the orphan shack and see my 3 siblings walking to the cafeteria, looking sad. "Let's go to lunch!" I yell, running out of the room with my iPad.

"Hey! Wait up, Y/N!" Dom shouts running after me.

"Hey! I keep a record of the wreckage of my life!" I sing as loud as I can running into the cafeteria.

"Y/N!" Violet, Klaus and Sunny yell running to me. Once again I'm tackled in a hug. I hear Dom cracking up behind me. "Oh goodie, it's the cakesniffer's cakesniffing sister," Carmelita Spats spits sarcastically.

"Oh hey! Y'know the last time I saw something like you, I flushed it," I respond as my siblings laugh.

"You think you're so funny..." Carmelita begins before I cut her off.

"I'm actually not funny. I'm just mean and people think I'm joking. Oh, before you assume try this crazy method called asking," I explain.

"Cakesniffer!" She yells. I roll my eyes. "Keep rolling your eyes. Maybe you'll find a brain back there," She smirks.

"Oh darling. Go buy a personality, you obviously couldn't afford a brain," I call over my shoulder walking away with my siblings. Grinning we walk to a table. Sitting at the table is two twins. "Y/N, this is the Quagmire triplets," Violet says, introducing them.

"Oh! I've heard of you! You're Duncan and Isadora. Didn't your brother and parents die in a fire that destroyed your home?" I ask before realising what I said. "Oh! I'm so sorry, didn't mean to mention it," I apologise. I think I scared them as they just nod their heads.

Me, Dom and some other kids were running laps as Carmelita shouts at us. Soon enough, I fall to the ground next to Dom, exhausted. "Y/N? Carmelita's talking to some people under the bleachers," Dom says, pointing to the spoilt brat.

"Fudge nuggets," I curse as I identify the bleacher people. "That's Count Olaf and his hench people!" I say struggling to keep my voice down.

"They won't notice you," Dom reassures me. The minute after he says that Count Olaf looks around and straight at me. He smirks and winks making me cringe. "You jinxed it," I complain, looking at Dom.

I wake up, sweating. Looking out the window, I see that it's still night. Slipping on my shoes, I tiptoe out of Dom's room and to the field. "Hello orphan," A smug voice says from behind me. I turn and sigh, seeing Olaf.

"I wasn't expecting to see you for a while, Olaf," I say as he walks closer to me.

"Expect the unexpected, orphan," He says leaning down towards me. I notice how close his face is to me. I slap him across the cheek. "You didn't expect that did you?" I say smirking. Hurt flashes across his face but it quickly turns to anger. "Well played. For a filthy orphan," He says.

"You have the same amount of greatness in both insulting people and acting. So absolutely none," I point out. 

A/N-Ugh! Being quarantined is so boring. Although I do enjoy writing imagines.

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