A/N: Hello there everyone! Well, this is it, my official second fanfiction. Although this isn't the first one I've written, please keep in mind that I AM a new writer on this website and so there are still a lot of things I might be lacking.

As for this story, it will obviously be centering around the three Beaudulaire Orphans and their "beloved" Count Olaf. This is basically a continuation of what happens after the events of the movie. Consequently, it's going to be kind of an alternate ending to the events followed by the sequel of what would have happened had Olaf actually gotten what he wanted. One thing I want everyone to keep in mind-and not complain about later on-is that I am not following the events of the books. The characters are the same, but not the events. I will only be referring to Books 1-3 which have been included in the movie because, honestly, it's just easier that way.

If I'm going to start off from the scene of "The Marvelous Marriage" however, as you shall see, why not just go by the original books and just stick to novel 1 instead of incorporating 2 and 3? Well, that mostly has to do with making Olaf seem like more of a villain and just more despicable. Adding murder to his list of misdoings is one of the things that I'm just bad enough to include, heheheh.

Oh, one thing to keep in mind is that in regards to "secret societies" and whatnot, the one murderer which Olaf will not be responsible for is that of the children's parents. That mystery I may choose to leave unsolved or to just include later on, but for now it's not a principal point.

Speaking of which, I have gone on long enough with this author's note and it's about time to get to the story. In other words, enjoy!~


1 - The Marvelous/Miserable Marriage

Better do it just so you don't get in trouble. Remember, it's all fake, it's all fake. Or at least that was what Violet Beaudulaire, the eldest of the recently titled Beaudulaire Orphans, told herself as she set a wreath of flowers on her head over the dusty, cheap, and somewhat moth-eaten sheet of lace that had been presented to her as a veil.

Tonight was, for lack of the better word, the night of her wedding.

Only, she didn't believe or know it to be a real wedding-an illusion soon shattered as soon as her supposed groom, Count Olaf, was to make his entrance into her dressing room shortly after her brother, Klaus. Violet was only a girl of fourteen, so even if someone other than Olaf had mentioned that the low-budget play they were putting on that night was the real deal, she wouldn't have believed them. In regards to any legal advice concerning the matter however, Klaus was the immediate person she would ask for counsel.

"You look...nice," her younger brother of twelve years tried as a compliment upon his entrance backstage about a moment after she'd settled the wreath into place.

Violet tried for a light smile, but it didn't take. "Thanks. What're you supposed to be?"

Klaus glanced down at his own sorry excuse for a costume and make a disgusted face. "A horse, I think. They said that an 'amateur' couldn't be permitted too important a role. I don't even have any lines."

"That's better than me," Violet mentioned, reaching over and picking up a bouquet of 100% plastic white roses. "I have to recite wedding vows with Olaf. Being a horse seems pretty good from where I'm standing."

Klaus's disgust only heightened as his sister reminded him of just what place and what situation they were currently in. Having been handed back to the maniacal count after the brutal murder of their Aunt Josephine-which, of course, had not been witnessed by the banker, Mr. Poe, who was also in charge of their future finances-they were now experiencing a dramatic change from their conservative past. Count Olaf, an actor by trade, had immediately tossed and confused them into a world of powdered makeup, badly written scripts, props, and other unknown circumstances as soon as they had reached the mainland.

His goal? To reproduce an older version of the play into the new The Marvelous Marriage with him playing the role of the count and Violet playing the bride. It was all rather odd for their worst guardian to want to incorporate them into anything-especially after having tried to kill them with a train-but neither of them were brave enough to question it lest they should anger the count and unleash his wrath upon them.

"Well in any case, let's just get it over with," Klaus sighed. "Then after this maybe we can go to bed."

"Did you put Sunny to bed already?" Violet asked.

"Yeah, she'll be sound asleep by the time this is over. I left her a rubber ball to chew on," Klaus said as he searched for the other half of his costume-the horse's head.

"Orphans!" An exasperatingly high-pitched voice broke the silence and sent both children into immediate alert.

"By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes," muttered Klaus, quoting one of the many Shakespeare plays he had read.

And then, just as if on cue, the tall, lean, white-haired, one-eyebrowed, cunning, smiling man entered the room, his makeup and costume all set.

"All ready for our wedding now, are we?" he taunted, creeping closer as if he were a burglar.

"It's just a play," Klaus said passively.

Count Olaf gave a secretive smile. "Oh, is it now? I happen to know that it is indeed very real."

At first the orphans both thought he was joking, but Count Olaf hardly ever joked.

Shrugging, the man with the eye tattoo on his ankle strode to the other end of the room and with an effortless twist of his wrist, fetched Klaus's missing headpiece and tossed it to him. "If you don't believe me, I'm sure Justice Strauss will be happy to enlighten you. No point going to her either; she's already been briefed."

"T-this can't be real," Klaus gaped, having failed to catch the costume and instead focusing his glare on Olaf. "V-Violet's only fourteen; she can't marry."

"She can if she has the legal permission of her guardian," Olaf said with a sneer. "Look it up, bookworm; you'll see that I'm right."

Violet glared at him. "I'm not going along with this. I'll never say I do."

Olaf stalked forward, forcing Violet into a corner. He leaned down and for a moment she could almost smell his horrid breath, but then he simply took out a gadget and pointed it upwards. The young girl followed his gaze and gasped as she noticed the familiar figure of her baby sister, Sunny, at least seven stories above them, dangling in a rusty cage and dangerously at risk of falling if...

Violet understood almost immediately. Olaf's knowing look and the way he handled the gadget-which was a walkie-talkie said it all: he was in complete control of Sunny's life.

"L-let her go..." the eldest Beaudulaire managed weakly. "Let her go and...I'll marry you."

Olaf gave a sympathetic smile. "Of course you will, my dear. Only you'll marry me first, and then we'll talk, shall we?"

And then, in a very Olaf-like fashion, he simply waltzed away after ruining the siblings' lives for what seemed like the hundredth time.

Klaus managed to muster up enough strength to pick up his discarded head and carry it about with him, but Violet was rooted to the spot.

It's not fake at all. I'm actually getting married tonight... was all the poor girl could think at that point.


"And do you, Violet Beaudulaire, take this...Count Olaf, to be your lawfully wedded husband till death do you part?" Justice Strauss played her role marvelously, all whilst being oblivious to what was actually happening. For her, this was the fulfillment of a lifelong dream which had always been within her. She was taking center stage as an actress; a glamorous, well-to-do actress!

But for the teenage girl in front of her, who barely had breath left in her body to respond, it may as well have been the judgement day.

"Justice Strauss..." the Beaudulaire meekly began, but then Olaf made a brief movement to remind her of the situation at hand. Swallowing, Violet knew she had no other choice. "I do."

The audience replied amiably, but the hardest part was yet to come. Both she and Olaf would have to sign the marriage certificate which would hand over the Beaudulaire fortune-and her entire being-over to the evil man.

After the count quickly signed, and Violet chanced to look up towards the tower where her sister's life hung in the balance, she realized that there might still be hope yet if only Klaus could climb to the top in time. But in order for that to happen, she had to buy time.

Taking the quill from Olaf in her left hand, she dipped it for some ink.

"Right hand, please," Olaf warned.

Violet bit her inner cheek and switched hands, beginning with the V. Klaus had briefly outlined all the specifics and throughout the evening she had tried more than one of them to conduct the marriage as null and void. However, Olaf had latched onto each one of her chances and put a stop to them with barely more than a hiss. He had clearly studied up on the matter and wasn't taking any chances. But to think that he'd have everything pegged down to what hands they wrote with!

As she signed her first name, the eldest Beaudulaire went as slow as she dared. The audience might be getting bored and Justice Strauss may be in danger of falling asleep behind her, but only Count Olaf's gaze mattered and the fact that he wasn't going to accept her stalling any longer. One glance up at the tower and Sunny's ever-dangerous position-with Klaus nowhere in sight-and Violet knew the time had come. The last 'e' to her name was down on paper just in time for her to look up and witness Klaus being dragged to the middle of the aisle by the man in Olaf's troupe who had hooks for hands.

It was official then; it was all over.

"I now pronounce you...husband and wife," Justice Strauss finished proudly.

Violet had tears in her eyes. If only she knew how right she was...


A/N: Nothing really original, I know-just kind of re-writing what happened with the last important scene in the movie and whatnot, but I did change some things up and now, as you can see, Olaf and Violet are married.

We'll see where things take us from here in our second chapter which I hope to have up soon.

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