So I wrote this oneshot for my NRDD readers, and I ended up loving it. I decided to convert it into ASOUE, changing all the characters and such.

Prepare to sit wherever you are for quite a while, because this oneshot is hella long!

This is a living parents AU for the sake of the story. The Baudelaire's and Quagmire's know each other, and are in the same school. Quigley won't be featured much, since there can only be four main people in this story.

Also, their personalities are slightly changed for the more regular teenager. They're still smartypants and all that, just a little more like everyone else.

Let's go!


It all started that day in the park, and now we're sitting here, debating whether to leave the bathroom or not. We're running out of food, and all of us are getting sick constantly. She's still knocking on the door six times every three hours... Every second hour, she scratches the window, even though we're on the second floor. And while doing this, she tells us to come out. It's driving us mad, and we don't know for how long we'll manage to stay inside. We don't know if, or when, we'll join her...


"Out of the bus, children! It's time to do society a favour!" Ms. Nesbitt shouted as the bus stopped by the local park in Coastal Park Town.

Along with everyone else who came along for this park clean-up, the Quagmire triplets and two oldest Baudelaire siblings got out of their seats, and started walking out of the boiling bus. They were certainly not the only ones who thought it needed air conditioning.

"Grab a pair of gloves, a plastic bag, and a grabber each!" Ms. Nesbitt continued, even though barely anyone was listening.

All of the thirteen to fifteen-year-olds from Coastal Academy just grabbed what she told them to, and gathered around at the closest place where most people could sit down; By a few big rocks. Ms. Nesbitt and the rest of the volunteering school staff caught up with everyone, and Ms. Nesbitt continued her unnecessary rambling and explaining about the day.

"Welcome to the Coastal Academy Park Cleaning Day!"

"Way too long name," Duncan whispered to the others on the rock they had claimed.

"You will soon be divided into groups of four, and you'll be assigned an area of the park to clean," Ms. Nesbitt continued on.

"Of course we can't choose for ourselves," Isadora whisper-commented as she plucked some fluff off her shirt.

"Does everyone have their gloves?"

All of the bored school kids raised the hand they held their disposable gloves in.

"Plastic bags to put the trash in?"

Around twenty bags were held up.

"And grabbers?"

For a final time, the kids raised their equipment, just as unexcited as the other times. No one had volunteered for this except the teachers. People trashed the park, so what? It shouldn't be the responsibility of students to clean it up. Ms. Nesbitt started dividing them into groups, and no one listened except when they heard their name. It was a pretty usual routine around Ms. Nesbitt. She was excited about the most boring things, and didn't even notice that 90 percent of the students would rather sit in a classroom and learn more useless facts about wars that happened a hundred years ago.

"Violet, Klaus, Duncan and Isadora, you take the picnic area surrounded by trees," Ms. Nesbitt said, getting the group's attention once as she pointed to the secluded area.

It only took a quick look-around to see that they could leave immediately, without having to know every single group. So the group got off the rock and left towards the little tree grove. With just one glance back, Violet could see that the second they left, some other kids occupied the rock.

"Of course we're grouped together," Klaus chuckled. "Why do they always put us together for projects?"

"Because they know how incredibly good we work together," Isadora answered, smiling.

Duncan snorted.

"You mean how much you two love each other?"

"So you and Violet don't?" Isadora commented, a mischievous smile creeping on her face.

But Duncan just rolled his eyes, and not in the amused way. In silence, they continued walking to the grove, hands entwined, and happiness held in their eyebrows. They walked in through the gap between some trees, and were met with what they expected. The little area in the middle, cleared of trees, and instead filled with picnic tables at which no one ever sat and ate. The glade was as clean as ever. No abandoned soda cans, plastic candy bags or left-over pieces of food. The only weird thing was a particular smell, which none of them could really distinguish. The best word to describe it would be... old.

"Well, this is great," Violet sarcastically commented as they stepped in. "There's not a thing here. You know what that means?" she sighed.

The boys and Isadora nodded, and pinched their lips.

"We're stuck here with nothing to do for the rest of the day," Duncan said as he sat down at one of the tables.

Klaus and Isadora joined him at that table, while Violet just kept leaning against the one closest to them. As the group started a lack of speaking, she brought her left hand up to her face, and started inspecting her finger nails. The nail on her index finger had a chip missing, and there was some dirt under the nails on her middle and pinky finger.

When her nails got boring, she shifted her gaze from her hand to the boys table. They didn't seem much more amused than her. Isadora was tapping her hand on the table, making an annoying sound. Klaus seemed to inspect each and every tree around them, and Duncan had his eyebrows pushed close together, lost in his thoughts. But then Violet spotted something a little more interesting. She tilted her head slightly, attempting to get a close look at it.

"Hey, there's something under your table," she gestured a little with her hand towards the object in the grass.

Duncan snapped out of his trans-like state, Klaus turned his head to her, and Isadora bent down to pick up the thing under the table.

"What is it?" Klaus asked while Isadora slowly bent herself back up.

When Isadora got back up, she handed Klaus a book. Violet quickly made her way over to their table, and Isadora and Duncan got closer to Klaus to get a better look at the book.

It was a small book, covered in a very dark brown, almost black, fake leather cover. Seven letters in gold spelled out a word on it. Journal. Klaus turned the book over, looking for a name, or just anything. There was nothing. Only the one word. Not a speck of dust, no morning dew drops, no nothing. He started to open it, just for it to be slammed shut by Violet hand.

"What are you doing, Klaus? It's not yours!" she reminded him.

"We need to look inside for any information about who owns this book," Duncan said, defending Klaus.

"What if this person has their most private thoughts in here?" Violet threw back at them.

"So you don't want to get it back to the owner?" Klaus asked.

"Of course I do! But-"

"Then let's look for a name."

Before Violet could protest anymore, Klaus opened the book. All he was met with was blank lined paper. All four friends' faces fell, as they were hoping for something more. Now it seemed like the owner of this journal had bought it, just to leave it in a secluded picnic area in the park. Klaus kept his hopes up though, and started flipping through the pages. Blank page after blank page. After about fifteen blank pages, he put his thumb to the side of the pages, and started letting them fall one by one, at a fast rate.

"Wait, wait, stop!" Duncan grabbed Klaus' wrist after about half the pages had fallen.

He took the book out of Klaus' hands, and went back a few pages. When he found what he was searching for, he put the book on the table. On this one page, in the middle of the book stood two sentences, with a couple of lines between them.

I just want to be Happy.

I'm Happy.

"What the-" Violet started after reading the lines.

"Why would someone write only in the middle of a book?" Klaus asked, his eyes fixated on the few words.

"No idea," Duncan answered.

"At least they're happy," Isadora shrugged, trying to lighten the mood a little.

They proceeded to keep looking at the lines. Each one of them found themselves reading them over and over, trying to get some sense out of it.

"So...," Isadora disrupted. "What now?"

"We...," Duncan started, cutting himself off with a loud inhale, as he didn't know what to suggest.

"Maybe we can ask if we can leave early?" Klaus suggested.

"Good idea," Violet immediately answered as she got off the table.

The others also stood up, but Klaus remained put as the others started walking.

"But what do we do with the book?" he asked.

The other three stopped and turned around.

"We can take it home, and see if anyone says it's missing," Duncan suggested.

Even though Violet had protested against reading it earlier, she shrugged acceptingly. Based on the content of the journal, it didn't really seem like the owner cared about it a lot.

"Then let's go!" Isadora started getting impatient, and turned around.

She walked up quickly to the closest teacher, and tapped his shoulder.

"We're done cleaning our area," she pointed to the trees surrounding the picnic area. "Can we go home early?"

The teacher looked behind him, and following his glance, Nicky spotted Ms. Nesbitt.

"I don't know. Ms. Nesbitt wanted everyone to stay until everyone was finished."

"Come on, can't you just check our area out, and give us permission to leave? Ms. Nesbitt can't stop us if we're gone" Isadora tried to negotiate.

The teacher immediately got a little smile on his face.

"Sure."

He turned to walk into the little picnic area, and Isadora ran over to her brother and friends, who were talking to Quigley and his group.

"The Isadorable Isadora has worked her magic," she stated when she reached them, only earning her confused and puzzled faces.

"Ummm... Okay, I'm just gonna not care about what you just said," Duncan said.

The group went back to the conversation they had before Isadora arrived with her strange comment.

"Wonder why you get to go home already..." Quigley said, giving off serious vibes that he was both jealous, and suspicious that some teacher favoritism was going on.

"Yeah, we found nothing over there," Violet bragged a little, even though it wasn't any of her doing. "Just this book."

Quigley tilted his head to read the words on the front. They could see him mouth "journal" before Violet opened the book, and flipped to the page with the weird sentences written on it.

"Look at this."

"I just want to be happy. I am happy," Quigley read, followed by a little laughing. "That's so weird!"

"You're free to leave Baudelaires and Quagmires."

The teacher came from behind, giving them a slight fright, which they shook off in a second.

"All Quagmires?" Quigley asked, hopeful he could leave too.

"I'm afraid not," the teacher shook his head. "Hey, what you got there?" he asked when he spotted the book.

"Oh, just this strange book," Violet answered, showing him the few lines.

He snorted at the sentences, before waving the friend group off. They said bye to Quigley, and made sure to walk out of sight of anyone in the park before Ms. Nesbitt could stop them. The Baudelaire mansion was a walking-distance away from the park, so they started walking to the there. The journal, they brought home, without reading, or even noticing the sentence written in the middle of the very last page of the book.

Getting Happy was a mistake.


When everyone started telling us the same thing, we all got pretty freaked out. Reading the same line in the journal didn't make things better. She's still saying it now. She keeps telling us the same line as everyone's said the last week. We can barely take it anymore


It got so much worse, so quickly. At first, Violet and Duncan just smelt that particular smell they had smelt in the glade, but now at the mansion. Then Klaus lost the book, only to find it right on the kitchen table, where he had definitely not left it. None of the friends had expected it to take such a sharp turn for the worse.

Duncan and Isadora were just sitting in their geography class, which they had with the teacher that let them go early, Mr. Hynes. It had been a regular boring day. Three days had passed since they found the journal. It was a Friday, and they were on their last period of the day. So when the bell rang, the daily relief of finally getting to go home, and do whatever you'd been longing to the whole day came.

All the students got up, and just as Isadora and Duncan were about to leave with the others, Mr. Hynes called their names.

"Duncan! Isadora! Could you stay for a minute?"

Both triplets stopped and turned around.

"Did we do anything that could lead to us staying late?" Duncan leaned closer to Isadora to whisper.

Isadora just shrugged, and they walked up to Mr. Hynes' desk.

"You remember park cleaning day?" Mr. Hynes asked.

The triplets nodded slowly, their eyes not focusing on anything as they went over that day in their minds.

"Well, when I went to check if you cleaned everything, I found something left in there," the teacher continued. "You should check it out later. I'm sure it will make you happy."

The triplets both pulled their eyebrows together, a little confused about his statement. If he found something there, why didn't he tell them immediately outside the glade?

"I can't," Isadora simply answered. "I'm helping mom bake for her friend's birthday party this weekend."

"Then we'll go without you," Duncan said, causing Isadora to frown at him a little.

Isadora shook her head slightly, and looked back at Mr. Hynes.

"Anything else?" she asked, leaning forward a little.

"No. See you tomorrow triplets."

And with that, Duncan and Isadora turned around and left. Immediately when they got outside, they went over to Violet and Klaus, who were waiting for the bus by a lamppost. They were all going to the Quagmire mansion to have a little sleepover.

"What took you so long?" Violet asked the second they were close enough to hear her.

"Mr. Hynes wanted to talk to us," Isadora answered.

"He told us to go back to the park to check something out in the picnic area," Duncan said with a little smile.

"That's gonna have to wait. I have a test to study for," Klaus said distantly (probably the test on his mind).

"Yeah, I have to work on that invention I was talking about," Violet dismissed the offer as well.

Little did the friend group know how much they did themselves a favor.


"But there's no happy endings right here and right now...," Isadora sang quietly to herself as she picked her clothes from yesterday off the floor. "This tale is all sorrows and woes...," she discreetly danced over to the other side of the room, where she had dumped her pajamas.

"You might dream that-"

She flinched, and dropped a couple of items of clothing when her phone's ring tone started playing. Since she didn't want to keep doing her laundry, she dropped the clothes on the floor, and threw herself onto the bed, where she lay on her stomach with her shins kicked in the air. She grabbed the phone, and casually pressed the green receiver.

"Hello!"

"Hey!" Said Quigley from the other side of the phone. He didn't stay at home for the sleepover, since he was hanging out with Fiona that night.

"Why are you calling?" Isadora started brushing her fingers through her hair as she listened to Quigley's answer..

"Because there's something really cool you need to see!" Quigley excitedly answered.

"What?"

"Mr. Hynes told me to go to the park to check something out, and I was bored, so I did. It's for real so cool!"

"What is it?" Isadora asked, getting increasingly more curious with every word.

"You have to see for yourself. I can assure you, it will make you happy!"

The two of them paused for a few seconds, where they just laughed together.

"What did it say in that book now again?" Quigley asked suddenly.

"Something about being happy," Isadora shrugged. "I don't really know," she added when she remembered Quigley couldn't see her shrug. "Let me check."

She scooted herself to the side of her bed where she swiftly got out of it, and tip-toed over to her desk to grab the book. Just as she had done many times, she flipped through the pages to get to the middle, but stopped before that, only a couple of pages before the happy-phrases. A confused and concerned wrinkle appeared between her brows as she looked at the page. She was 100% sure it was blank earlier.

"I'm sorry Quigley, I have to go," without even saying bye, Isadora hung up the phone.

With the book in her hand, she stormed out of the room, and slammed the door to the triplets' room open. Klaus, Duncan and Violet were all sitting on the triplets respective beds, now looking at her with confused faces. Isadora's face wasn't confused anymore though. It just looked annoyed.

"Who wrote this?" She aggressively pointed to the new line written on the page that had been blank before.

Go back to the park. There's something you need to see. It will make you Happy.

Isadora stared at her brother and friends with raised eyebrows, lips pushed together, and fiery eyes.

"Not me," all three of them answered.

Their facial expressions were definitely telling Isadora they were truthful, but she immediately protested anyway. Of course one of them did it. Who else? A ghost? After a couple of minutes of arguing, Klaus shouted out the breaking line.

"Just check the handwriting!"

Isadora furiously started flipping the pages, almost exploding when none of them would own up to it. When she reached the middle page, her entire face fell. It was unavoidable for her to not flip back the pages, and look at the new line. All color left her face as she looked back at the first lines, and lowered the book.

It was the same handwriting. No question about it.


At first it was just people we know. They told us to go to the park in person, and encouraged us to go. Then it got worse. It was everyone. Everyone said the same thing. We didn't know what to do. We still don't. All we do is sit around, listening to her knocking, scratching, tapping and talking.


The rest of the Friday was horrible. After they found the new line, none of them really knew what to do. Isadora called Fiona for comfort, only to abruptly hang up when Fiona's voice lost all emotion, and told her to go to the park, because it would make her happy.

Duncan went to the kitchen to get some emergency chocolate chip cookies, but ended up abandoning the kitchen when he could swear Karen told him to go to the park, even though she only came to say goodbye. She and Quentin were leaving for the weekend, to visit Karen's friend in Denver.

It got even worse when Klaus and Violet sat down on the couch to watch some television. It worked to take their minds off the current strange circumstances, until one of the characters on the show turned to the camera and said "You should go to the park Baudelaires and Quagmires. It will make you happy"

With those events, what was supposed to be a fun weekend without parents turned into their worst nightmare. When they shared their experiences from earlier, all of them were sure about one thing.

They were not going to the park.

This was not normal. If Mr. Hynes would have seen something in there, why didn't he tell them back on Tuesday? And why did he tell Quigley? Why did all four of them hear random people say that phrase?

Go to the park. It will make you Happy.

On Saturday morning, hell broke lose.

The friends hadn't talked to anyone other than each other since everyone started saying that phrase. They hadn't watched anything on TV, any YouTube videos, or anything involved with people. They secluded themselves, because they knew they would just hear people telling them to go to the park.

The last thing they were going to do was go to the park.

The boys and Isadora kept themselves in the boys room most of the time, while Violet was the leader in the situation. Klaus had protested against this, but lost his chances since Violet was way more willing to leave the bedroom. She was now the one to keep guard, and make sure no one who could talk in any way could get to them.

Of course it wasn't easy; for any of them. They were in constant fear of something they didn't even know what it was. Afraid of something they weren't even sure existed. They were also running out of options on things to do.

Violet sat on the hall couch, the mysterious journal in her hands. Just as she had done the first time she saw it, she read the lines they had over and over. Everything was about being "happy". Confused and bored, she kept flipping through the pages. She had no idea what the meaning behind this was. They were pretty basic phrases, but she had a deep gut feeling they were not. Her gut feeling told her they were everything but someone talking about being genuinely happy. This was about reading between the lines.

All of a sudden, a thought hit her head from nowhere. A random instinctive thought led her to start flipping rapidly, all the way until the end. None of them had ever flipped through the entire thing. They weren't sure why they hadn't, but every time they had just stopped after the middle page. So there on the couch, Violet felt shivers run through her entire body when she found the line on the last page.

Getting Happy was a mistake.

Suddenly a lot of things came to her. All the questions from earlier, but now accompanied with a new one. A new question about something that she just noticed now, while reading that line.

Why was 'happy' spelled with a capital H?

"Guys!" Violet shouted. The next second there was a knock on the door.

You know that thing when you know almost immediately who's outside the door, just by how they knock? Violet didn't feel that. This knock was a slow one. Someone was putting their hand to the door carefully, but with force. Violet stood up as the second knock rolled in. She tip-toed over to the windows beside the door, and moved the curtain just enough to peek through, at the same time as the third knock was heard.

No one was out there. Not even a trace of someone having been there.

The others came running down the stairs, and while Isadora and Klaus ran the whole way down to Violet, Duncan froze in the middle.

"What are you doing?" Isadora asked when she spotted Violet staring out at the porch.

Violet snapped out of the stare, and turned towards the others.

"I need to both show, and tell you something."

She rushed over to the couch where she had left the book. In a short second, she opened it on the last page, and turned the page towards the boys. Klaus and Isadora's eyes widened, and color left their faces as they read it.

"Notice how happy is spelled with a capital H?" Violet flipped back to the middle. "It's that way on every line."

"Why?" Klaus asked, inspecting the letters.

"I don't know," Violet explained "I just heard knocks too, but no one's outside."

The three of them turned to look at the door.

"Violet," Duncan suddenly said. "Stop."

Violet, Klaus and Isadora's heads turned towards Duncan on the stairs instead. He was more pale than any of them in the moment. His whole body was shaking and veins were pulsing in his neck. He was almost crying. But the most frightening thing was that his eyes were frozen open, and glued to something in the kitchen.

The other three didn't want to see what he was so horribly scared of, but they knew they had no other option than to join Duncan on the staircase. So they did, and when they saw what he was looking at, they caught all the fear symptoms he had.

The door to the backyard was wide open, swinging lightly.

"Stop it," Duncan repeated.

"I-" Violet began to stammer. "Th-that's not me."

All four friends exchanged a quick horrified glance, and they all knew what they needed to do in the moment. They ran into the kitchen, and while Klaus slammed the door, the others gathered any food they could. Then they ran, faster than they had ever ran before, upstairs, and locked themselves in the bathroom.


Locking ourselves in here was definitely the right thing to do, but I don't want to be here anymore. I want to get out of here, but I know it's not safe. If we go outside, who knows what she'll do to us...


Violet slammed the bathroom door behind her and her friends, and locked it before putting her back against it. All four of them felt like someone was pulling their chests tightly together, until the point where they could barely breathe, while their hearts beat at the speed of light. Klaus started pacing forward and back across the tiled floor, contemplating the situation. Isadora sat down on the floor, and buried her face in her knees, gagging and almost throwing up, while Duncan almost peed himself while he let himself slide down to the floor with his back to the wall, tears streaming from his face. Violet kept her back to the door as pressure, like someone was about to break in. Or something... was about to break in.

None of them knew what was going on, but they knew what had started it. The journal they found in the park. It was definitely not a normal journal. After they found and read that, everything had gone terribly wrong.

All of them stayed quiet for a while as Violet calmed her breath and heart rate, Klaus comprehended the situation, Isadora's gagging got less and less constant, and Duncan tried to stop crying. When they were all considerably calmer, Violet called them to talk on the bathroom mat. Isadora and Duncan who were already on the floor just pushed themselves over there as Violet and Klaus sat down on the mat.

"I think we all know why this is happening," Violet started of, and got nods from all her friends as an answer.

"The journal," Klaus added, just to confirm it.

Violet nodded.

"Why though?"

"I've got a theory," Klaus stated. "Notice how we showed Mr. Hynes and Quigley first? Then they told us to go to the glade. I think Mr. Hynes went back in there after he read the book, and... something happened to him. He told Quigley, who had also read the book. Quigley went there too, and the same something happened to him as well."

"Where are you going with this?" Isadora asked, tired of Klaus' long explanation

"I mean that whatever is in this book is trying to get us to come to the park," Klaus revealed, with a face that told every part of the statement. "It's doing anything in it's power to get us to come there. That's why we heard Karen, Fiona and those TV characters say it."

The other three friends looked away at random objects in the bathroom, just to have a moment to get everything into their heads. Then Klaus added the thing that made the whole story so much worse.

"I also think that the thing from the book... it's in this house."

That was it. Isadora gagged again, Violet's face dropped, and Duncan buried his emotions in his knees.

"What do we do?" Violet asked, desperate for some kind of answer. "Why does this thing want us in the park so bad?"

Then... six knocks on the bathroom door. The group's attention was immediately turned towards it, and the worst sick feeling crept up inside of them. So bad they nearly threw up on the floor.

"Why won't you come out quads?"

A voice echoed through the room. The voice of a girl, sounding to be around their age. She was calm and happy, and seemed to be in real confusion to why they wouldn't go to the park already. The quads had never heard that voice before, but there was something about it that was so extremely unsettling that a sensation of fear and panic spread through their bodies.

That phrase crossed the line. Isadora slid herself over to the toilet immediately, and threw up. Klaus did the same, but into the bathtub instead, and Duncan couldn't keep himself from wetting himself. Violet just simply mumbled "Oh, fuck no" to herself, before the room started spinning violently, and she soon fell back onto the floor, unconscious.

"You need to go to the park. It will make you happy, I promise!" the girl outside the bathroom door cheerfully told them.


The first time was the worst. The very worst fear symptoms hit each of us. We're used to it now. Some of us can't keep ourselves from crying at each knock, but we at least know that it's going to happen, and when. We do know that we're keeping put. We're doing everything we can to not give into her temptation. We're gonna stay in this bathroom. Even though it may kill us...


It continued the same way for the group for the following 24 hours. Knocks, scratches on the window, and the constant phrases coming along with it.

"Why won't you come out?"

"You have to come out of the bathroom"

"You can't barricade yourselves forever"

"Go to the park. It will make you happy!"

It was kind of the sweet and calm voice the girl had that made the situation inordinately more terrifying.

None of them could explain the feelings they were having, closed in the bathroom, haunted by whatever it was talking to them. They had moved all the furniture in the room to barricade the door, and spent most of their time on the floor, talking, crying, eating the few foods they had...

All of them had gotten sick at least once. Both from the fear, and the horrible smell of vomit that filled the room. That wasn't the only smell though. Every time the girl came back to knock or scratch, they could smell that particular smell from the picnic area in the park. The food they had brought wasn't filling. It was mostly just crackers, and a few fruits, but they couldn't get more. Their lives were in such horrible conditions that they had to share one banana between the four of them for lunch. Half of the time they would throw it up a few minutes later when the girl came back. After a little more than a day of it, they knew one thing for sure.

She wasn't giving up...

By keeping check on his wristwatch, Klaus realized that she came every three hours to knock on the door, and every second hour, she scratched the window. Of course she did all this while repeating those phrases in a happy voice. Between the times she would come, the group was left alone to talk.

It was a usual knock hour, 48 hours after they locked themselves in there. Quentin and Karen should have been home by now, but they weren't. The group all had a sickening gut feeling that they were at the park. The last place they should be at.

Knock knock knock... knock knock knock

"If you come out, you'll be so happy!"

Klaus listened to it, checking if the girl still kept to the usual time schedule. Isadora lay on the mat on the floor, thinking about who knows what. Violet had placed herself on the stool in front of the door, adding extra pressure if the girl was to try and break in, and Duncan was curled up in the corner, hands over his ears, and his eyes squeezed shut.

This knock time was one of the times where the knocking and scratching fell on the same time. A few minutes after the six knocks came the scratches on the second floor window. It was a real mystery how the girl managed to scratch there, seeing as she would either have to fly or climb to reach the window.

"Why are you still in there guys? Don't you want to be happy?" The girl said, burying laughter under her words, like she thought their decision to stay inside was so stupid she could laugh about it.

A few more scratches, and she was gone. The friends waited a few minutes before beginning to talk again, just to be completely sure she wasn't still there.

"I'm gonna go insane," Violet sighed loudly and leaned back onto the cupboard behind her.

"I can't take this anymore," Duncan cried from his corner.

"You have to," Klaus reminded, not being close to as calm as he sounded.

Duncan nodded slowly, and a single tear rolled down his face.

"How much longer do we have to stay in here?" Isadora asked, getting impatient with their horrible circumstances.

But then...

Knock knock knock... knock knock knock

"You have to come out, quads. Can't stay in there forever, you know."

The group's eyes immediately froze open, and they turned very pale. Without any leading conversation, they gathered on the mat, close enough to each other that they barely had to whisper to be heard.

"It has not been three hours yet... right?" Violet mouthed.

"Three minutes" Klaus disclosed.

"Then why is she here already?" Isadora asked quietly.

Violet glanced up at the door. She gulped as her eyes widened to even bigger than before.

"She's getting impatient... She wants us to come out... right now."

The next few sounds they heard led to them making a horrifying discovery.

Six knocks on the door... six scratches on the window... at the same time.

It made everything a hundred times worse. It was a discovery that led the friends to all press themselves against the only empty corner, tight together. They were all sweating excessively, and their hearts and breaths were quicker than ever. The girl outside had just gotten a hundred times worse.

Because she wasn't alone...

With just a few scratches and knocks, "she" turned into "they". Whoever, or whatever they were, really wanted bad for the quads, as the scratching and knocking got more and more intense by the second. They didn't stop. They kept knocking, and kept scratching, and soon came knocks from the wall behind them too, and even the ceiling as well.

This was it...


They're not stopping until they get in here. We know that now. They're gonna keep knocking, scratching, and saying the phrases in sync until they break through the barrier. We don't know what they want, or what has happened to them. We don't know what Getting Happy means. We don't know if that book was haunted or something, but it all started with it. We don't know what these things outside are, but we have a feeling they're something demonic, and we don't know what will happen to us when they get in. We only know one thing

They will get in...


So that was it! How did I do? Did I creep you out?

Long reviews please, since this was a long chapter! The original NRDD version took me five days to write, and this took 15 minutes to change into ASOUE. If you don't wanna leave a long review, it's completely fine though. What's not fine is not leaving a review at all though! But if you don't want to leave a review it's okay. I'm gonna stop now, because I'm getting confusing.

Since I just copy pasted this from my NRDD version, and then rewrote all the names and such into ASOUE, there may be some mistakes here and there.

If you see any of these words down below, you know why.

Nicky

Ricky

Dicky

Dawn

Mae

Tom

Anne

Quads

March 20th update: There shouldn't be any of those name errors left. I just read through the chapter and corrected things like that. I also noticed that in one place I wrote "Klaus, Violet and Klaus". I've now changed one of the Klaus' to Duncan.