Part Three

It was getting kinda late. Violet and Klaus were in the living room reading.

"When are they getting back?" Klaus asked.

"Who?"

"Mom, Dad, and Sunny." he asnswered.

"Oh, yea. I don't know." she replied. "They should be here any minute now."

"I'm so BORED!" Klaus complained. How long had they been reading? Too long, he thought. And for him, that was really saying something. Violet just sort of laughed. Klaus rolled his eyes."What do you wanna do?"

"I don't know. Let's talk."

"Okay, what about?" he asked. She shrugged.

"I don't know...anything."

"Okay...you start." he said.

"Whatever...uhh...let's see..what could we talk about..." she just looked at him, as if he would know. He DID know.

"Violet, I promised you I'd stop. Don't you believe me?"

"Of course...well, I don't know."

"Come here." Klaus said. Violet got up and sat down next to him on the couch.

"What?" he held her hand and looked into her eyes.

"I promise you, I will get rid of my drugs and stuff. And NEVER mess with them again." Violet looked at him for a few seconds.

"Okay, I believe you."

"Thanks." he gave her a kiss and heard a car pulling the driveway. "That's them."

"Yea...let's go." she got up, and with Klaus following her, she went outside and greeted her parents and Sunny. "Hey!" she called out to them. "What took yall so long?"

"Traffic." Mr. Baudelaire said, simply.

"What time is it, Klaus?" Mrs. Baudelaire asked, yawning.

"9:03."

"Oh, Sunny, it's WAY past your bedtime." Mrs. Baudelaire informed. So everyone went inside and got ready for bed. (time passes) Klaus woke up in the middle of the night (or so he thought) and decided to go get a drink. He went downstairs to the kitchen and got a cup.

"What should I get..." he said, scatching his head. "Water...milk...maybe...NO." he shook his head. He looked where at the cabnet where his dad kept the alcohol. He opened the fridge and got Coka-Cola and then got some rum. He poured the rum into the cup. Same with the coke. Coke...Snap out of it Klaus! His head told him. You made a promise to Violet! But it was too late. He took a sip. Then another. Then just downed it. Well you know what they say: Old habits die hard.