Chapter Three: Dreams Start Somewhere
"Humph," Sunny muttered. Violet and Klaus were quick to translate. "Sunny is trying to say that we wish we weren't here."
"Oh.. I see.. Well, we wish we weren't here too. Come on Isadora," Duncan said and began to walk away.
"No, no!" Violet cried after him. "We mean we wish we weren't living in this worn-out shack!"
Isadora grabbed Duncan's sleeve before he walked away. "Of course."
"Well… Tell us about yourselves," Klaus said.
"I'm Duncan, as you know," Duncan said. "We used to live in that bi-ig building on the right," he said, continuing the 'i' in 'big'. "Until today, when my sis-" he stopped when he saw Isadora walking away.
"Um.. Yes, I see," Violet said. "We have been to many homes in the past, being chased by a cruel man named Count Olaf.. Let's see… This is our sixth home?" Violet pondered.
"Never mind that," Klaus said, he felt the conversation dimming, "We would be in those nice little homes over there too, if Mr. Nero-"
Isadora turned around to face Klaus. "You can call him- I'm sorry, I interrupted you…" Isadora said blushing, and started to walk back to them.
"Please continue," Klaus urged.
Isadora nodded. "You may call him Nero."
"Of course," Klaus said. "Well, Nero said we had to have a parent signature to get in one of those little houses, and our guardian is Mr. Poe, and he is not our parent."
"How dreadful!" Isadora shrieked.
Now, you can probably see Isadora and Klaus are the only people continuing this conversation, at least until Sunny said, "Oobnack!" Which probably meant something like, "Please stop Klaus!" And Klaus did.
"I dream of becoming an ice skater," Isadora blurted out from no where, and that is basically where this story really begins.