ARGH! What is wrong with everybody? Especially Lil sweet thang. I'd like to firstly point out that there is nothing wrong with being gay. Some people are homosexual, some aren't. It shouldn't be used as an insult. And why bother apologising at all? It really doesn't make a difference after you leave a first impression telling us your superficial and prejudiced. (And I do realise Lil sweet thang probably doesn't care, but make this a warning for the rest of you! Read BEFORE you review, and if you're just going to tell me to drink from a toilet, don't bother, I already know.)

Other people: thanks for reading. Please don't be put off by that little…announcement. Some people just don't learn. And sorry for not updating.

C h a p t e r thirteen

Violet's hands trembled as she picked up her drink. Suddenly, as if in slow motion, she watched her hands release it's grip and the glass fall to the ground, splintering into a million pieces. Bits flew onto Ben, cutting him.

            I exaggerate, of course. The glass merely broke into three main pieces and a several smaller pieces. Ben only got cut because he was careless enough to step on it in bare feet.

            "Ow!" he yelped, sitting down suddenly to inspect his foot. His rear narrowly missed several small pieces. He looked up at Violet, who was frozen.

            "Violet, are you alright?" he asked.

            Violet did not show any sign of acknowledgement of his words.

            "Violet!" he jumped up, grabbing her by the shoulders, "Violet!"

            She wobbled a bit.

            "Violet!" screamed Ben, "Violet." He let go of her and she fell to the floor. Ben quickly ran to the phone and dialled the number of his local hospital.

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Klaus held his breath. At least he wasn't unconscious. He realised the door must have opened, pressing him into the wall. He heard Olaf scuttle to the door, trying with difficulty to help whoever he'd knocked down to get up.

"Don't touch me, Olaf!" shrieked the victim.

            "Look Esme, I'm really sorry, if you'd just let me—"

            "Nrnrnrnrnrnnrnr!"

            "Esme—"

            "NRR nrr!"

            "He—"

            "NRRR!"

            Klaus closed his eyes. This was not looking good. Whoever the woman was, she seemed very, very bad tempered. Klaus wiggled gently among the knives, hoping to loosen the blades from the door. The wood creaked slightly. Klaus went rigid with nerves.

            He waited. Olaf hadn't heard. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Olaf head towards the bathroom, followed by an unusually dressed woman who slapped his hand whenever it came within a foot of her.

            Klaus listened as Olaf continually tried fruitlessly to soothe her. He began struggling again. The door creaked again. Loudly. Klaus winced and looked toward the bathroom. The woman was speaking loudly and dramatically. Olaf had forgotten about him.

            Klaus thrashed harder. The knives refused to loosen, but his shirt started to rip. With one fierce tug, his clothes tore off the knives and Klaus fell uncomfortably between the wall and the knives. As he pressed against the knives, the door swung away from him and inadvertently toward the doorframe, while he himself fell to the floor.

Klaus struggled to get up and quickly grab the door before it slammed shut. He was too slow. He could only watch as the door moved closer to its home.

To his relief, the door stopped an inch from the frame. He stood up, eyeing the bathroom. However, his sudden rise from the floor sent his head spinning and he lost his balance, reaching out to hold something

His hands grabbed the edge of the door and he pulled on it, trying to let go, yet unable to. The door swung away from the frame and Klaus pulled himself up gratefully. Unfortunately, as he pulled himself up against it, his weight put pressure on the door, pushing it back towards it frame. Klaus could do nothing but hold on, trying to stay standing.

Klaus closed his eyes and prepared himself for the loud bang. There was none. Instead he let out a loud howl as the door closed on his fingers.

Regrettably, Olaf heard this sound and came rushing back into the room, immediately remembering that Klaus was still stuck on the door, only to see Klaus disappear behind it.

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Where ever will Klaus go? Is Violet ill? What happened to Sunny? Tune in next time for…more events.