The familiar man walked up to them, stopping a few feet away.
Klaus: Count Olaf..
Olaf: yes, I'm here. I tried to find you three all together through the whole hotel but finally you're in my grasp at last.
Klaus: we aren't in your grasp, we are standing at the edge of a pond.
Olaf: that's what you think. I'm afraid the man standing next to you is one of my associates. Hand them over Ernest.
Dewey: I'm not Ernest.
Olaf: Okay then, hand them over Frank.
Dewey: I'm not Frank either.
Olaf: what- well you cant be Dewey, he's a myth, like unicorns.
Whoever you are, give me the children.
Dewey: you already have a child, and you wont get these three children. You are all alone, your associates will come late and your treachery will end here.
Olaf: i-
Esmé: of course we will, that's why it's called fashionably late.
Esmé and Carmelita came walking from the lobby doors.
Carmelita: who wants to see me hit a cakesniffer?
Carmelita was holding the harpoon gun and violet regretted giving it to her.
Olaf: don't wave that around child, its dangerous!
Carmelita: you said that if I hit a crow, you'll teach me to spit like a real ball playing cowboy baseball playing tomboy.
Olaf: I don't care. Give me the harpoon gun.
Carmelita: teach me to spit first.
Olaf: give me the harpoon.
Carmelita: teach me to spit!
Olaf: harpoon gun!
Carmelita: spit!
Olaf: harpoon!
Carmelita: teach me to spit, countie!
Olaf snatched the harpoon gun out of Carmelita's hands.
Olaf: I will never teach you to spit, as long as I can breathe!!
She started to cry and backed up.
Esmé: you apologize to our darling little girl!
Olaf: she is not a darling little girl she is a spoiled brat! I am tired of pretending to be a family, I have one. I don't need another, and I am tired of a girlfriend who undermines my authority!
Violet: you'd have our money if it wasnt for Esmé.
Olaf looked at violet.
Klaus: she's right, you'd be rich and we'd be dead.
Olaf: those orphans are right, I would be rich. They would be dead. You don't care about me, Esmé all you care about is the sugarbowl.
Esmé: Beatrice stole it from me! You know that!
Olaf: I don't care about Beatrice anymore.
Esmé: but I care!
Olaf: Esmé. I'm breaking up with you.
Esmé: you cant do that! No one has ever done that before..
Olaf: that's what makes it so satisfying.
Esmé: you haven't heard the last of Esmé Gigi Genevieve Squalor!
She started walking away.
Esmé: come darling.
Carmelita followed her.
Olaf pointed the harpoon gun at Dewey.
Olaf: give me the children, and yes, I know I 'already have one'
But she doesn't have a large fortune.
Dewey: I'm not giving you the Baudelaires.
Olaf: then I'll just have to shoot you.
Violet stepped in front of Dewey.
Violet: if you want to shoot him you'll have to shoot me too.
Olaf: I can live with that.
Klaus: violet what are you doing?
Violet: he won't shoot, he knows he needs us to get our fortune.
Klaus stepped in front of violet.
Klaus: fine, shoot me too.
Olaf: there's still the baby!
Klaus picked up sunny.
The Baudelaires stepped closer to the villain. Trying to take the harpoon gun.
Violet: you don't have to do this..
Olaf sighed.
Olaf: it's all I know how to do.
Olaf let go.
"What is going on out here?"
The Baudelaires took the gun and looked at the steps into the hotel, startled by the voice, they dropped the harpoon gun, and it fell to the ground.
The Harpoon Gun, fell upright to the ground. Before the Baudelaires could understand what was happening, the gun went off, it shot Dewey Denemont, right into the chest.
"Dewey!"
Isabelle ran over from nowhere because why not, and ran to the edge of the pond, watching him sink into the pond with the Baudelaires. Even Olaf was suprised.
Mr. Poe: Baudelaires? What are you doing?!
Violet tried to keep her voice low.
Violet: it was an accident.
Isa: he doesn't know that..
Klaus: you saw?
Isa: I went on a walk and saw.
Mr. Poe: Baudelaires, how could you kill that manager??
Klaus: we didn't. It was Count Olaf.
Klaus turned around to see Olaf was gone.
Mr. Poe: of course.
Isa: I didn't get to tell him I loved him.
Violet: he knows, he was going to leave VFD with kit and raise thier child, he wanted to bring you too.
Isabelle smiled.
Isa: of course-
Justice Strauss: Baudelaires! Isabelle! I heard what happened, come on, let's go back to the room.
Violet: it was Count Olaf.
Justice Strauss: I know, he wont hurt you anymore after tomorrow.
Sunny: Thursday.
Justice Strauss: the trial has been moved to tomorrow.
The four children followed the woman to the Baudelaires room, isabelle thankfully being able to stay with them.
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Lost In The VFD (an asoue fanfic)
Fanfictionthis story contains an old self-insert named Isabelle Snicket. She's the daughter of Kit Snicket... and Count Olaf. This story is really old and quite out-dated. My writing has drastically changed since this fanfic was written, so the grammar and s...
