It all started on a nice sunny day and everything seemed to be running smoothly in the Baudelaire mansion. Klaus Baudelaire was in the library reading a book called How to Handle Moody Sisters by someone named Ynomel Tekcins. He was very into his book, that he hadn't heard his sister, Sunny, walk in.
Sunny had been snooping around the entire house for something that she had cherished dearly...too bad for her that Violet had to confiscate it. It seemed as though every time Sunny did a violent or rude act, Violet would take her whisk privileges away for a certain amount of time. So when Sunny found something she hadn't planned on finding, she set off to warn Klaus. For some reason, she chose to look in the library last because she didn't know Klaus liked to read but she had heard him talking to Violet about his love for knowledge-whom Sunny thought was some girl she had never met before.
So after looking everywhere in the house-including stopping by the downstairs bathroom where she heard Violet vomiting from behind the door-she went for the library. And to her surprise, she found her sixteen-year-old brother in his favorite armchair, reading. She looked up at the digital clock. 8:15 AM.
She went up to him and stood there. Just staring at the large book that was blocking his entire upper body. At any moment, she decided, he will feel eyes on him and will look around to find the source...
He never did. Sunny would've grabbed his attention a long time ago, but since the cover was in front of her, she had been concentrating on the author's name. She couldn't pronounce it so she thought the guy was Arabian. Then she got distracted by other things because she's A.D.D. only no one knows that yet, not even herself because she hadn't been to the doctors' for quite a bit. "Doctors are the devil!" she recalled Aunt Josephine saying, "I'm terribly frightened by them!" After that, Sunny begged Violet to never take her to the doctors' again. And that's when the A.D.D. symptoms started.
Anyways, somehow she was thinking of Duncan, then she thought about burritos, then she thought about tacos, then she thought about Klaus and remembered what she was there for, So when she stopped thinking, she looked and when she expected to see How to Handle Moody Sisters in front of her face, she noticed that the book had disappeared somehow and Klaus's face had replaced his book's spot, and he was setting all his attention on her-his reading glasses still on, and his brow was furrowed as he stared at her.
"Why are you staring at me like you're in deep concern or concentration or whatever?" Sunny asked.
"Well," Klaus started, "I finished my book at about...8:45 and when I set it down I was pretty surprised to see you sitting there on the floor blowing spit bubbles. And I was also surprised when I couldn't get your attention by doing anything so I spent fifteen minutes trying to figure out what was up with you."
Sunny's eyes widened. "Fifteen minutes? What?" she looked at the clock. 9:00 AM.
"How long have you been sitting here?" Klaus asked her cautiously. Sunny randomly looked around before saying, " Accordingly, I've been here since exactly 8:15." Then she began to wonder how she could have been out for so long.
"8:15?" Klaus nearly shouted. He looked at the clock then back at Sunny. "Why?" he asked with curiosity.
"Well," Sunny started, "I came to tell you that while I was going through Violet's purse, I found her...what are they called?...Sanitary napkins, I guess...So it's that time of the month again for all of us. By the way, don't use the downstairs bathroom. I walked past it and heard Violet vomiting."
Klaus stared at her. 'Well," he said when he finally regained his posture, "That's...some nice information, I guess...I'm not sure if that is good for her but-" Sunny then interrupted him. "Klaus, she's puking her guts out!" Klaus raised an eyebrow at her. He then bent his head down to rub his nose, and when he raised it, his hair got in his eyes and he swished his head to one side; causing his hair to sort of ripple to the side. When he looked back his Sunny he looked sympathetic.
"Oh...I kinda missed hearing that part. I zoned out-wait! Why were you going through her purse?"
Sunny bit her lip. She hadn't thought about this part-he wasn't supposed to know. But she decided to come clean. Why bother lying? He wouldn't believe her. She hid her hands behind her back; rocking back and forth on her heels. She avoided making eye contact. "Sunny.." Klaus's voice went firm.
"I was looking for my whisk," she answered, finally making eye contact. Klaus rolled his eyes. This was a typical "Sunny Action". He shouldn't even have had to ask her. "Sunny," he said firmly, "Violet suspended you from your whisk for three hours."
Sunny stared at him. She had stopped rocking on her heels and had removed her hands from behind. She cocked her head-she looked a lot like Violet when she did this-and gave him her confused-not knowing/not caring look; and she answered him that typical, rhetorical question that she always gave him whenever he reminded her of her suspension: "So what's your point?"
Klaus sighed knowing very well that this was a rhetorical question, but he always had a answer for it just to make his sister feel guilty for asking in the first place. "It's nearly been the first hour."
Sunny blinked at this; showing absolutely no emotion when she asked once more, "So what's your point?"
Klaus, defeated, shook his head. He stood up and stretchedhis muscles. He removed his reading glasses and set then on the side table. He rubbed his eyes and started out of the library adjusting his dress shirt. Ever since they reached civilization, Klaus had a thing for dress shirts and contacts. But the contacts kept tearing and he was constantly getting eye infections so he just stopped using them altogether and only used his glasses for reading. After all, he wasn't totally blind.
He walked downstairs with Sunny close behind. He hurried to the locked bathroom and rapped his knuckles on the white, wooden door. "Violet? Are you alright, sis?" At first he and Sunny didn't hear anything. Then they heard the toilet flush and the faucet water begin running. Following, they heard it close. And finally, they heard her say, "I'm fine...a little sick. But, I'll be alright."
Klaus looked at Sunny and even though the light was dim in that hallway, Sunny saw Klaus's facial expression-worry...sympathetic. This reminded her that Klaus always worried about Violet during her cycle because they were terrible for her. Even though both Klaus and Sunny dreaded her cries, screams, vomiting and horrific mood swings, they knew she couldn't help it.
Klaus turned back to the door. "Can I get you anything?" he asked. Again, there was some silence; they heard her bustling behind the door. Finally they heard her say, "I don''t think so. I'll be fine."
Klaus paced around in a circle with his head tilted back; palms over his eyes moving in circular motions while his fingers laid in his long, soft, thick dark brown hair. He brought his hands down and stuffed them in his Levis' blue jean pockets. He stood back in front of the bathroom door and swished his hair out of his eye with his head. Then he asked, "How about some tea?"
Soon enough, Violet opened the door and the bathroom light poured out into the hall. She looked perfectly normal. Her face, though, was flushed. Her hair was neatly brushed, too.
She looked at her brother. "Tea?" Her head cocked. Klaus rubbed his nose and stuffed his hand back in his pocket. "Yeah," he said. "I can make you some hot tea." Violet straightened her head, rubbed the back of her neck and pursed her lips. "It'll help," Klaus encouraged. Violet dropped her hand from her neck and crossed her arms,
"Okay. I guess it wouldn't hurt," she finally said.
Klaus sniffled and rubbed his nose again. And then again stuffed his hand back in his pocket before saying, "Alright. How about you go sit on the couch in the living room while I make the tea? Just make yourself as comfortable as possible." Violet toyed with a lock of her hair. "Okay. I'll do that," She replied. She shut off the bathroom light and tried to walk around Klaus. But he stepped to the side so he blocked her. She tried to step around his other side, but Klaus blocked her that time as well.
Sunny looked up at Klaus with a raised eyebrow. "Immature much, Klaus?" Klaus turned just his head back to look at Sunny and gave her a big, adorable grin that made girls faint. "Klaus," Violet said slowly, "Let me through." She tried going past him again but this time he leaned against the doorway still very much with that grin planted on his face.
"I'll let you through if you promise to go straight to the couch," Klaus said, gesturing with his hands. Violet spoke half heartily laughing. "Klaus why would I not go straightto the couch?" Klaus shrugged with his arms folded over his chest. "I don't know...Probably because you're moody and you could change your mind on me." Still, he spoke while grinning.
His hair fell over his eyes again-so he automatically swished his head. But when he did, his head hit the wall because he was still leaning in the doorway. Sunny gasped, but then started laughing. Violet's eyes widened, but she started laughing when Klaus hand went to his head as he cried out while laughing, "Oh, Shizz!" Violet, still laughing, cried, "Shizz? What, is that like your alternative to the actual curse word?"
"You can call it that!" Klaus exclaimed as he stood up straight. Violet looked at him oddly, and raised an eyebrow. "That's what the word, 'Shoot' is for, bro." Klaus raised an eyebrow and smirked at her. "Just go sit down." He casually stepped out of her way. Violet jokingly rolled her eyes and shook her head as she walked past her siblings, down the hall.
Klaus went after her saying loudly, "Don't roll your little eyeballs at me, young lady!" Sunny just stayed there and heard Violet reply as she and him stepped in to the living room. "Young lady? I am older than you, Klaus! Who are you calling a young lady, young man?" Sunny heard Klaus laugh. "You're eighteen, Violet! You're a young lady. Do you want me to call you 'old lady' instead? Since you're older than me?"
Violet's laughter was heard. "Show some respect, Klaus. I'm in charge of you, so you do as I say." Some more laughter was heard. Sunny watched as Klaus walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. Then she heard him cry out, "Well, I'm finally taller than you-so I should be in charge!" Sunny rolled her eyes. They were just messing around-she knew that. She walked down the hall into the kitchen.
She saw Klaus making hot tea. When she walked in, he grinned at her and called, "Hey, Sunshine! I beat Violet this time, huh?" He turned back to putting the water into the kettle. Soon enough, they heard Violet cry from the living room, "Uh, hello? Who's the one that can finally and actually touch all of that money in the vault?" By the sound of her voice, Sunny and Klauscould tell she was grinning.
Klausstopped the bustling and froze. He looked at Sunny. He turned a little pink. Sunny laughed at him. "Ha ha! You were saying?" she asked rhtorically. Klaus shrugged and went back to work. "Yeah, that's what I thought," Violet called out breaking the silence. Sunny looked at the digital clock on the wall. 9:17 AM. "Wow. Time flies..." Sunny thought, though didn't realize she had said it out loud until Klaus said, "Sure does. Odd isn't it?"
"Very."
Suddenly, they hear a yell come from the next door. Klaus's head jerked up. "What the-?" Sunny looked over at the open window. There were two window right next to each other. Klaus raced over to one of them. He stuck his head out. But all he saw was the house next door and an open window. Klaus shook his head and brought his head back in. "I don't know. Some weird chick next door screaming her head off."
Sunny watched as Klaus walked over back to the stove and set the kettle on top of it. He turned around and leaned back on the counter-crossing one foot over the other; arms crossed over his chest. He swished his hair to the side, then rubbed his nose. He looked at Sunny and sniffled. He nodded his head at her. " 'Sup? "
Sunny looked over at the window again. "I wonder who lives there." she asked. Klaus glanced over at the window. The house was quite large; as all the other homes in the neighborhood. Although this house (or mansion) was somewhat bigger than the Baudelaires' mansion. He looked back down at Sunny. "I couldn't care less. Seems like some snotty family lives there."
"They never seem to step out of the house, though," Sunny said. Klaus shrugged. "Sure they do. At night." He raised an eyebrow at her. And without another word, he walked across the room past Sunny to the refrigerator and rubbed his nose again. As he opened the door and peered in, Sunny asked him, "Why do you do that?"
Klaus sniffled and shut the door. He turned and set a gaze on his sister. "Do what?" He rubbed his nose again. "That," Sunny answered. "Are you coming down with a cold?" Klaus cocked his head, somewhat confused. Then his eyes widened with realization. "Oh, that. Well, see I kinda-"
Weeeeeeeeee! The kettle went off. Klaus jogged across the kitchen and shut the stove off. He sprinted over to the cupboard and took out a coffee mug without even looking inside. Klaus always hurried whenever he was in the kitchen. He thought that time was just to precious to waste. So when he's in the kitchen. He moves fast.
Sunny always pondered about that. But then stopped when she caught a glance of him stepping out of the kitchen. She followed him across the hall into the living room. By the time she got to the doorway, Klaus was already handing the mug to Violet-who was seated on the black leathered recliner.
Sunny watched as Violet's frown turned into a smile as she received the mug. To Sunny, Violet had gotten better by just taking the mug, the way she was smiling so much. And as she took a sip, the color returned to her face.
"Thank you, Klaus," Violet said cheerfully. "This tea is delicious." Klaus stuffed his hands into his pockets. Then adverted his eyes to the side, half-smiled cockily, and shrugged all at once. "It's a-" he paused here to snap his fingers. "-gift," he finished.
Violet smiled. "I'll bet," she said taking another sip. "Well," Klaus said, "Just sit here and enjoy your tea. I have to go clean up the kitchen." He kissed his elder sister on her forehead. "Love you."
As he walked away he caught Sunny's eye then turned back to Violet and said, "And don't try doing anything smart…because Sunny will tell me." Violet laughed. Then she grabbed a pillow and threw it at her brother. But he ran out of the room too quickly. "Love you!" He yelled from the kitchen.
Violet rolled her eyes. "Love you too, ya dork!" Sunny laughed. "Oh yeah?" cried Klaus, "Well-" CRASH! Bang! "OUCH! WHAT THE HECK?" Violet jumped up, spilling her drink all over the wooden floor. But she ignored it and raced into the kitchen, despite her cramps.
Sunny raced after her. Then gasped when she saw all the damage. There was glass shattered from one of the windows. And the tiled floor was poor Klaus—lying in a fetal position. He was clutching his head and wincing in pain. Glass had hit him and he had minor cuts on his face.
And laying on the floor about a foot from his head, was a cracked, digital alarm clock.
Woo! There you go. Another story. Now wait for the next chapter coming up. Next chapter will be sort of alarming. Ha ha. Review!
Reference: I made up the book title How to Handle Moody Sisters. The name of the author, Ynomel Tekcins, is actually Lemony Snicket spelled backwards. Also about Sunny's A.D.D- I'm not A.D.D, so I don't know if you have to be born with it to get it, or it can actually develop over time.
So I apologize to anyone that is A.D.D-or knows someone who is A.D.D- who actually felt offended. I admit I am ignorant in that type of medical condition, so I honestly mean no disrespect whatsoever.