This is my first time writing fanfic for ASOUE, but Klaus was always my favorite character. It was heartbreaking for me to see Fiona betray him the way she did. I haven't read the Grim Grotto in quite a while now, but I wanted to try my hand at Kliona. This is from the time they spend on the island before they set out for the world again.
Here goes!
Disclaimer: I don't not own ASOUE. Or Klaus, unfortunately. What I'd give to have Klaus :)
Fiona Widdershins was a very volatile girl, which here means she was liable to display rapid changes of emotion, usually for the worst.
Klaus Baudelaire had tried his best to forget her. Despite the immense store of troubles he and his siblings had encountered on their perilous journey through cities and villages and mountains, he somehow could not bring himself to forget the girl with the triangle glasses. She occupied his memories mercilessly, slipping in between visions of fortune tellers, wasabi, fires, lumber mills, and neglectful bankers.
He was better off not remembering her, given her actions on the Queequeg. After all, she'd abandoned him, just as everyone else had. The only people he could depend on were his sisters. They were the only ones who cared that he was alive. Fiona, on the other hand, had done nothing but shatter his heart.
Over the past few years he had mourned the loss of his parents, and many others he'd grown to love, like Uncle Monty or Kit Snicket or the Quagmires. Adding her to this list would only drive home the finality of their interactions, the everlasting sting of her betrayal.
Fiona Widdershins had kissed him once. One time only. It had been more like a slap. It still pained him to remember that defiant moment when she'd chosen to create another schism- a schism in Klaus's heart. He couldn't help but love her for who she was, but hate her for choosing to do what she had done.
"How could someone so wonderful do something so horrible?"
The very words he'd uttered in shock in the moments following her departure often reeled over and over in his head until he couldn't take it anymore. He didn't know how or why, but he loved Fiona and it hurt to see her allied with Olaf and his henchmen, no matter what the cause.
He had forgiven Fiona-Klaus was incapable of holding ill feelings towards someone he truly loved. After all, Kit had told him that Fiona had been desperate to reach him, and that she wanted him to forgive her. But truth came to truth, and the fact was, she had still betrayed him.
A few tears fell down Klaus's cheeks. Why was he so focused on helping VFD do good in the world, when nothing in his world seemed to be going right? Klaus hadn't expected to spend his thirteenth birthday in a jail cell, hadn't expected his first kiss to be a kiss reminiscent of Judas's kiss of betrayal, and he hadn't expected to be isolated from the world on an island away from civilization for the better part of a year.
Klaus brushed away his tears and stared off into the night sky. His sisters were already asleep. They knew he was upset about Fiona, but not even Violet knew how much it truly tormented him.
Fiona Widdershins tormented him very very much,which here means, Klaus, the middle Baudelaire child, had yet another restless night, dreaming of the girl with the curly black hair and triangle glasses.