"So, your saying that if we don't find the mighty bookkeeper, everything in our world will be turned upside down?" Klaus asked. He wasn't sure whether to believe this man or not, but he seemed to know a lot.

"Yes, we have to go to the League of Writers before something very horrible happens," Lemony said.

"My siblings and I could have used that a long time ago," Klaus scowled.

"Don't be so gloomy about that. It's made me mega money and-"

"What?"

"Um…Nothing…" Lemony said quickly. Klaus eyed him suspiciously. "I-I think we should hurry and…er…well help your sister."

"Agreed."

"Wika!"

So began their quest to the League of Writers and to stop the mighty bookkeeper that was toying with their world. They traveled wide and traveled far until they found themselves at a little rundown shack. Klaus looked at Lemony and Sunny made babbling noises that probally was a insult to Lemony that is so rude that I will not type it.

"So this is the almighty League of Writers?" Klaus asked. Lemony pushed the door open and walked in.

"Yes," he said shortly. He sifted through old papers on a crooked table, like he was looking for something. Klaus walked into the shack with Sunny in his arms.

"Why is it so…dumpy?" Klaus asked. Lemony ignored him.

"Aha!" Lemony exclaimed as he tapped something on the table. He straightened himself up and smiled to himself.

"What do you mean by 'ah-'" Klaus began, but was interrupted by the shaking of the floor bellow them. "What's happening!?"

"Just watch," Lemony said. He seemed perfectly calm as the floor began to lower itself down underground. Klaus watched as the above world began to fade. The underground darkness engulfed them and Sunny held onto Klaus and whimpered. The elevator floor gave a lurch and Klaus's legs buckled under his weight.

Klaus squinted at the sudden appearance of bright light. He watched as Lemony stepped from off the elevator floor and Klaus followed suit. What he saw amazed him.

There in front of him was a huge room with what looked like the UN room for all the countries to talk to each other. There were people yelling at each other and sparks were flying. Everything had stopped when Lemony had stepped into view. They stared at him until someone finally spoke.

"Oh, Lemony! Thank goodness you're here!" said a woman with a British accent. She walked away from her podium and strolled over to Lemony. He took her hands in his and they gave each other a light kiss on each cheek, in a traditional French mannerism. "Everything has been dreadful. All the authors have been experiencing horrid events in their books and we don't know how to solve it."

"I've been having the same problem, Jo," Lemony said. He looked serious and thoughtful. "I think they may have done it again and if we don't stop them immediately, things will get worse."

"You can't be serious?" Jo said worriedly. Her looked ready to cry. "They couldn't have broken free from our hold on them! My spell was ensured to hold."

Klaus saw Jo take out a wand and look at it hopelessly. This seemed very serious, but very far fetched to Klaus. Magic? Books? They? This all didn't make sense to Klaus. He looked down at Sunny. It didn't seem to make sense to her either, but she was just a baby.

"Wesna?" Sunny cooed. Lemony and Jo looked down at them.

"Are they…who I think they are?" Jo asked to Lemony.

"Yes. Sunny and Klaus Baldelaire," Lemony said. Jo smiled and picked up Sunny from Klaus.

"She's very adorable," Jo said. Sunny grabbed Jo's hand and bit it affectionately.

"Thank you," Klaus said. Jo smiled at Sunny and Sunny clapped her hands.

"We have to get to business," Jo said. Lemony nodded and they walked out in front of everyone.