Dude!
Right, Ben gave Violet the elevator blueprints. Got me there. And genius is spelt correctly (I think...). Ok, Chaaaaaaaaapter FIFTEEN!
C h a p t e r fifteen
"What?" cried Ben in disbelief, "I gave her a glass of water!"
The doctor shook his head. "Look son, if it was water, she'd be up on her feet, but it wasn't. Somehow you didn't read the labels on your bottles."
"But I got that water out of the tap!"
The doctor raised his eyebrows and shrugged. "Ok, let's get her out of here."
Ben couldn't believe it. He got down on his hands and knees and bent forward to smell the liquid. Sure enough, it smelt quite strongly of alcohol. He sniffed it again. The smell was really heavy, how could he not have noticed it before? He sniffed it one more time and got up. But he almost fell over.
Ben shook his head, he'd gotten up to quickly. He took one step forward and really fell over.
"What's wrong with me?" he whispered. He picked himself up slowly and tried again to reach the door. This time he got there, and felt strangely happy. He ran out of the house and onto the road.
"Whoa!" he yelled, "The colours, they're coming! Watch out." He skipped along the tarmac singing "I feel pretty" and stopped suddenly when he heard a whoosh. A green sports car had just raced past.
"Hey!" called Ben, "Get back here! That was unfair, we need it to be fair." The car paid no attention so Ben jogged wobbly after it.
A green object was fast approaching. Ben stopped to look at it. "Hey, that looks familiar," he shouted, pointing and waving. "Are you coming back for a fair race?"
Then, a screeching of brakes was heard, and Ben found himself peacefully unconscious.
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Olaf had a grin on his face and a spring in his step as he skipped back towards home. As long as he had the baby, the other two would soon come. Or so he thought.
He jogged the last few blocks to his house and wondered why Sunny weighed nothing at all. That was when he realised Sunny was no longer in his arms.
He panicked and ran back, searching for the baby, wondering how it had slipped out of his clutch.
"Come on, come on!" he uttered under his breath, "Where did you go?" He looked at every inch of ground he'd covered and found nothing. He threw his arms above his head and stomped towards home.
He got as far as ten metres when a familiar sound stuck his ears. Olaf's lips curled. All was not lost. In fact, all was now found. He slowly turned around, scanning his surroundings. His gaze landed on a tall, middle-aged woman. She was holding Sunny and looking around.
Olaf strode over to the pair. "Good day," he said cordially, "I am very glad that you have picked up my daughter, lest she crawled away and got hit by a truck during the time I was unable to find her."
The woman eyed him suspiciously. Olaf flashed her a dazzling grin.
"Really?" asked the woman slowly.
Olaf found the voice reminded him of his old school teacher. His grin crumpled and he nodded nervously.
"Why then is this baby so small? You must be a TERRIBLE FATHER!"
Olaf smirked. So that's what the woman was getting at. This he could deal with. "I must agree with you," he said solemnly, "This baby is much too small. In fact if her father hadn't died she would probably have only been half this size! It's terrible fortune that my brother was a bit mentally unstable and he often took it out on his poor child, locking her up and not feeding her. When I found out he'd locked himself in a burning house I went to it immediately to save the child. My brother, sadly, I could not reach in time. Since then she has been under my care. I have been trying my hardest to feed her six times a day and fatten her up, but her poor under developed body finds it very difficult to cope with large amounts of food. I regret that she had such an unsolicited welcome into the world and I wish she had fallen earlier to me, so I could have given her a much better up bringing."
The woman grimaced sympathetically. "I'm so sorry love, some people get all the misfortune. Take your child and look after her well."
Olaf sombrely took Sunny into his arms and patted her on the back. "It's ok munchkin, daddy's got you now."
Sunny looked frantically at the woman smiling sadly at her. "Abite!" she screamed, "Merdra!"
However, a hand quickly placed itself over her mouth and silenced her cries for help.
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Oh no, Olaf's got Sunny! Whatever will Klaus do, provided he recovers from his fatal fall earlier…