Sorry I haven't updated in a long time, but I've been busy… thanks for all the, ehrm, positive feedback, and I'll get write back to the story… get it? WRITE! Ha ha, bad pun.
Here we go…
CHAPTER TWO.
The Baudelaires had been walking for what seemed to be forever.
Klaus, the middle Baudelaire had been focusing on what he had read in the Daily Punctilo, a newspaper which got all facts wrong, had said that he and his siblings had been murderers, which was entirely untrue. Since Klaus was a wonderful reader, he had remember every detail down from the misspelling of their names, down to the last period of the article, which he had done with almost every book he read.
"Look!" he said, breaking a very long silence. "Over there!"
"What is it?" Violet said looking up.
Violet was the eldest Baudelaire and was one of the finest 14 year old inventors I ever had the pleasure to meet. Violet had saved their lives several times through the series of unfortunate events that seemed to follow them everywhere they went.
"Smoke!" Klaus
"Timber!" Sunny shrieked which meant something like "Where there's smoke, there's fire."
Sunny was the youngest Baudelaire and was at the part of babyhood where she would speak in a number of odd words which only her siblings, or a very well trained baby expert could understand.
"Yes," Violet said, "But it's out only chance of getting back into civilization." She said, using a word which here means "An adult-ran town or series of towns."
"Even if it does mean going somewhere where Count Olaf is or has been.
Count Olaf is a horrible person of which had been following around the Baudelaires with schemes of stealing the enormous fourtune their parents had left behind. Count Olaf was the one responsible for the Baudelaires being acused for so many things they didn't do. He was the one who started this series of unfortunate events. He's who made the three remaining Baudelaires' lives so miserable. He is the reason I am up all night weaping from thinking about the miserable lives of the Baudelaires. He is evil.
More to come later!