Hi, well, this is my first story, so I hope that you guys like it, but don't be afraid to flame, it helps me improve my writing. Well, enough yapping, enjoy!

Violet sighed as she looked out her window at the rain. Once again she was stuck in the prison that was supposidly called her home, Count Olafs house. She and her sibllings were once again living with Count Olaf, Violet didn't quite understand how he became her siblings and hers guardian again, but however it happened, they were now forced to live with Count Olaf, untill violet turned 18, of course. That was when Violet would be able to get her familys fortune and get away from Count Olaf for good, unless he is able to convince the court that he needs the money to "take care" of the baudelaires, but that hadn't happened yet, thank goodness.

Violet could only think of one good thing about living with Count Olaf, and that was the fact that they were also living with the Quagmires. Violet smiled at that thought. Quigley and her were officialy dating, although they're 'dates' were really just sitting out behind the house talking for hours at a time. But Violet didn't mind. She enjoyed just talking with Quigley. They would talk about what they're lives were like before they're parents died, what they would do with they're fortunes when they turned 18, and what they could do to make Count Olaf miserable.

Klaus and Isadora were also officaily dating, although they're dates were basically the same as Quigley and Violets, except they also talked about poetry and books.

Sunny didn't have a boyfriend, but she did keep busy by working in the kitchein, the only place Count Olaf never entered. She always cooked yucky food for Count Olaf and his troupe, but made delicious items for her siblings and friends.

Violet sighed again, she was still only 15, and 18 seemed so far away, leaving Count Olaf enough time to get the Baudelaire fortune. But she couldn't think about that now, she had to go help Sunny with dinner, before Count Olaf came home and put her to work vacumming or somthing.

Okay, I know that was short, but it is kind of a sample of the story, so if you like it and want me to continue, Review! if you hate it, Review! Im not a mind reader, no matter what people tell you.Thanks for reading this! Li Li