A/N I know, I know. I'm so sorry for taking so long but I'd like some more reviews!
The right pair of shoes could change everything about a simple walk. If you wear platform shoes while jogging, you will most likely fall and hurt yourself. If you wear sneakers, you will probably have a nice walk. I advise that you don't walk at all to keep from any kind of injury, investigation, or television recording. Just stay inside your home- a word which here means "trailer in the middle of a burnt down camp"- and eat popcorn.
Quigley, Klaus and Violet were all wearing soggy shoes so beaten up the only way you could tell they were shoes were the laces or buckles. They squished when they walked and left spots on the paved street. Of course, Sunny only had baby shoes on and they weren't wet. She was being held by Klaus who was glaring at Quigley who was staring at Violet who was holding Quigley's arm.
They all turned down the alley and spotted a cat that ran past with a "meow". Sunny smiled with her four sharp teeth and said, "Meo-o-ow!" Right back.
"No, Sunny. We can't go to the zoo today." Violet said, looking into Quigley's eyes.
"She meant 'Go away, we're going somewhere important' not 'Can we go to the zoo?'." Klaus corrected, pushing his glasses back up his nose. He sighed, a bit annoyed at the fact that Violet didn't understand Sunny.
"Yeah. Okay." Violet said, her eyes turning toward Sunny. "Sorry."
"Polocept." Sunny said.
Quigley raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
"Apology accepted." Klaus translated through gritted teeth.
They made another turn and saw a tall building that seemed to go through the clouds forever. It was the ugliest shade of pink- which none of the Baudelaires liked- and had about a thousand windows of teal. They looked at the huge front door.
"It's so ugly…" Klaus said and was elbowed softly by Sunny. "But it is."
Quigley made for the front door. 'Hero', Klaus thought. Quigley opened the big golden door and saw that inside was equally pink. The walls, the floors, the ceiling and even the woman at the front desk were all pink.
"Excuse me." Klaus said to the woman, whose back was turned and all you could see was the back of the chair.
The chair spun around and the woman let out a smile. She had raven hair spun into a bun which not even a hurricane could undo, bright pink lips, bright pink eye shadow and bright pink blush. Her suit was magenta as were her shoes. She took a pen off the desk and put it to a paper. "How may I-"the phone rang and she picked it up. "Hybrid Hotel, how may I help you?" A pause, most likely the person on the other end speaking. "Have you been kind to your mother little girl? Yes, yes. Okay then. Meet you here." She hung up. "So sorry." She said to the children and patted her hair as if it was messed up. "So how may I help-" the phone rang again She picked it up. "Hybrid Hotel, how may I help you?" She pointed to a row of teal chairs.
The kids sat down on the chair. Sunny crawled away from Klaus and tugged on the woman's skirt. "Snicket." Sunny said and the woman hung up the phone.
"Excuse me?" The woman asked, her blue eyes growing wide.
"What my sister means," Klaus said, walking over and picking up Sunny. He ignored Violet and Quigley, who weren't paying attention. "Is that we were given the idea that our friends, the Quagmires, were here."
"But she said 'Snicket'. Oh dear, how did you learn that word? How did you learn that name?" The woman asked, unplugging the phone and plugging in an answering machine.
"Jacques." Sunny said.
"Oh my, my, my, my, my, my, my. Who exactly are you speaking of?" the woman asked, standing up. It didn't make much of a difference; she was quite short.
"Jacques Snicket." Sunny said.
Klaus said, "We are the Baudelaires and-"
"Oh my." The woman cut him off. "Baudelaires, welcome!" Her voice was loud and echoed through the many halls that were connected to the front room. Whispering could be heard throughout the floor. "Sunny," the woman pat Sunny on the head. "Klaus, how you've grown! Violet, you're so beautiful!" Violet was snapped out of her slight trance. "And… who is this?"
Quigley stood up and put out his hand. The woman took it and shook it (A/N: That sounds quite funny on many levels…) as he said "I'm Quigley Quagmire."
"Qu-Qu-Quigley? Qu-Qu-Quagmire?" She stuttered, sitting down and picking up the phone. She dialed #454 and said as soon as the person on the other line picked up. "Hector, they're here."
A/N: Ah, my best yet! Again, no new chapters until I get a review!