A/N: I do not own any of the characters except for the following:
Do not say I didn't warn you that these stories are sad.
The steady typing and rhythmic sounds of the rain pounding against a small boat made a bit of a song. Now, many people know that good songs are normally accompanied by a good singer or band, but the Baudelaires were not with anyone who could sing well and weren't in a situation in which they would want to sing. Soaked and cold, Violet Baudelaire sat on the one of three beds nailed down into the small room of the boat. Violet was fifteen now and an awfully good inventor. She had built the motor that moved this boat out of three things. But, alas, that had been a while ago and she couldn't bear to think of what those objects had been. The mattress creaked when Violet moved, her dark hair sticking to her cheeks. Her ribbon hung limply in the pocket of her large black dress and swung with the boat.
Klaus Baudelaire sat next to his sister and pulled covers over her wet lap. His dark green shirt was soaked and his black pants were only damp. His clothes clung to him. He was now thirteen and a great reader. He still remembered his first complete sentence. "May I have another book?" Klaus's eyes were sad as he looked at the wooden floor of the boat, his body swaying with the boat. He was nearing fourteen and his body was slightly more muscular; he was becoming taller than Violet.
Sunny sat her own little wet self on Klaus's lap. She shivered and wrapped a towel around herself. Sunny was about twenty months old and still loved to bite things. Her and her siblings hadn't changed much except for their ages and body strength.
"Jiccum." Sunny whispered to Klaus. She still spoke in her baby talk once in a while, but she was getting better.
"He's coming." Klaus answered and the door to the room swung open, the wind whipping around every moveable object.
The person in the doorway shut the door with a bit of a struggle but let out a wide smile as he was given a hug by Violet.
"I wasn't gone that long, Violet." He said, patting her back.
"I know, but you could have gone overboard, Quigley!"
A/N I won't add any more chapters until I get a review!