Chapter Two: Greetings
"Get it off!" Isadora screeched once more, and Duncan hit it with a broom stick sitting in the corner. Duncan sat the broom stick down, and Isadora continued her unfinished sentence. "-fault," she finished
"Nothing is your fault," Duncan reassured his sister. "You know, one day or another we would have ended up in the Orphan Shack."
"No Duncan. It is my fault. I thought that after we lost Quigley and our parents out life would never be the same. And it's not! But we got lucky and we got to live in luxury like some others! Then I come along and ruin it all."
"But I was the one talking to you-"
"No Duncan, I am the one who started it all. If I was on time none of this would have happened!"
A slight creek and a THUMP! hit Isadora's ear drum. She jumped back and grabbed her brother's hand.
"You don't have the guardian's signature, you don't get in!" They heard Nero say.
"But Mr. Poe is our guardian!" Came a soft voice.
"Not legally!" Nero teased. Then there was a slam and soon after the sound of weeping. Duncan and Isadora rushed over.
"AH!" came the soft voice again, only this time screeching a little. "GET THAT CRAB AWAY FROM ME!" She shrieked. Isadora and Duncan ran in.
"W-who are you?" Came a quivering voice.
"Acna!" Came a cry.
Now, many of you, or at least most of you, have heard of the Bauldelaire children, and their miserable stories. The stories of treachery and woe that you must be insane to buy such a book. Well, this is one of them, and this story should be chucked out of the window like that scary story you read last week.
"I'm Isadora... and this is Duncan. Isadora and Duncan Quagmire," Isadora introduced.
"I would be Violet Bauldelaire," Violet said and straightened up. "This here is Sunny."
"Oopna," Sunny said, a little quivering from the crying.
"And this is Klaus, my brother." Duncan nodded as a sign of greeting.
"Welcome to Prufrock Prep, you'll just love it here," Duncan said sarcastically.