Thanks to crunchie for your encouraging review. Don't worry, I will finish this. Sorry for the slow update, had to work on Drama homework, yes, homework over the hol's. I promise to have chapter 3 out before I go to school on Monday. And after that, I will try to do one chapter a week. Maybe another on the weekend.
Chapter 2
Klaus and Violet held each other as the caravan sped along the road, thoughts racing in their heads. Will we ever see Sunny again?
The inside of the caravan was unique. Belonging to a late gypsy, also a former member of V.F.D, the insides were bound to be different. A crystal ball on a table, covered in old newspaper clippings of recent fires happening, mysterious deaths occurring and whatnot. Pots and pans hanging on nails, and food spilling out of cupboards. A lone light switch occupied the far wall along with a poster depicting the astrological signs.
Klaus and Violet were on the other side, the side which opened.
"Where do you think Olaf is taking us?" inquired Klaus.
"I don't have the slightest clue," responded Violet. She had lost her ribbon back at the Caligari Carnival, so she couldn't tie her hair up. "Do you think you can find something so I can tie my hair up with, a bit of string perhaps?"
"Sure," Klaus rummaged in the mess, and found a rubber band that once tied up a newspaper. "Will this do?"
"Better than nothing."
Violet tied up her hair, settled down and the gears in her brain shifted into 'ON'.
"Is it me, or is the caravan slowing down?"
"It must be you, I didn't feel a thi..." Her sentence was cut short with the abrupt stop of the caravan. The closing of a car door came next, along with a baby's scream.
"Oh no, Sunny!" said Klaus. Klaus shook her sister out of her eerie trance. "They just dumped Sunny on the side of the road! We have to get out of here!"
Klaus grabbed her sister and threw open the caravan door. Forcing Violet to jump out first, Klaus quickly rummaged through any of the newspaper clippings to see if anything would help them. Disappointed, he jumped out after her, just as the car started up again. He pointed to a large boulder the size of a Mini, a dreadfully compact car with luxury features. Scrambling behind the boulder, they spied Sunny watching the car disappear into the distance.
When the car was a safe ways away, Violet went to Sunny and picked her up.
"Brofleskine," said Sunny, a word here which means "Thank you for picking me up after being dumped on the side of the road like a discarded puppy." Violet quietly said thank you, beckoned her brother and set off down the road, not noticing the balloon that disappeared over the cliffs behind them.