Disclaimer: Dinesh: *whatever sounds elephants make* ( translation = she doesn't own ASOUE or SA she only owns Connie and Jane. All rights go to authors and etc. characters belong to the authors
An hour later, Connie managed to get them of the highway in one piece. Which she considered her greatest achievement. It was no easy feat either, considering Kirat and Worthy were at each other's throats.
"Why are you even here anyway? All You complain and complain."
" At least I'm no longer a spoiled brat."
There was a shout and a scuffling noise and an...
"Ow!"
Connie groaned, this was going to be a long day. Behind her, she could see Tasha holding Ninani. The poor girl was tripping over nearly everything, stumbling along.
"Tasha!" Connie called, " Can you help me with this ... mess?"
"Sure!" She chirped cheerfully, "Kirat and Devin? Stop fighting please"
Both boys ignored her and kept right on fighting.
"You guys!" Connie hollered, "we're here! So please stop fighting and let me go rent a van or something."
Yes, Connie knew she couldn't drive but she looked sixteen, ish...
Meanwhile...
"My name is Count Olaf," said a skinny old man with a queer hairstyle, "and I'm here to offer you a deal."
"Do I ... know you...?" Asked a even more queerer man.
"Well, anyone with a similar hairstyle and evil scheme is probably my friend." The first man, Count Olaf answered.
The second man arched an eyebrow, "How do you know who I am?"
Count Olaf laughed, a horrible screeching noise. "I summoned you of course!"
"How?" Zerif questioned. Olaf looked uncomfortable.
"I dug through my ex-ex-girlfriend's old hypnotism stuff... found other secrets."
It was clear Zerif was trying not to laugh.
"Anyway... as I said," began Olaf, "we both have evil schemes. We both want revenge. Both of our greatest enemies are children."
"And?" Zerif asked.
" I know the perfect way to get what we want."
Connie
Good news is, Connie got a van. Bad news?
"Hello, my name is ... Yessica Haircut Shirley the receptionist car person."
Connie blinked two times. Seriously? Him? Here again?
"Count Olaf."
Olaf blinked, "pardon?"
Connie was already out the door and piling Greencloaks into the van.