The Diary of Arthur Poe: More Evil than you Thought
Yes, I know it's been too long, but I can only blame the unraveling of the Penultimate Peril. Well, here's the next chapter!
Very busy today. No time to write dates.
Dear diary,
I'm very busy at the bank today, so this will be quick. Apparently, some crazed woman has been wading at the Fountain of Victorious Finance looking for a file. She was probably looking for her file from her therapist. Why would there be a file at the glorious fountain?
Any ways, Dr. Montgomery Montgomery or Uncle Monty, was a reptile studier, or biologist, I think. He had tons of reptiles. and it was a perfect setting to murder some one.
I overheard Olaf- I mean Stefano (Olaf's latest and greatest disguise)- on the phone, and he was saying how a certain movie had a certain code, and that the dimwitted Dr. Montgomery didn't decode it. I became more curious by the second.
The Baudebrats were supposed to go to Peru on the Prospero. I heard Stefano talking on the phone about some plan, and how not to leave until the children were aboard. I kept on getting curiouser.
The he added something about a Bruce Spats coming, and how he had to kill him because "he would interfere with his plans".
Apparently, Stefano's plans were to steal Dr. Montgomery's reptiles. I have no idea why he needed them nor did I know why Bruce Spats would interfere. I was about to learn more when I heard my assistant call. I had to run before Stefano suspected a thing.
Stefano managed to poison Dr. Montgomery. I came over to follow Stefano to the Prospero, but crashed into Stefano's car accidentally on the way. The four-eyed Baudelaire managed to prove Stefano wrong, along with his sisters. I let Stefano and a pretty nice yet creepy doctor flee. Then I had to find the Baudebrats a new home.
I'm not sure where they're going nor am I sure of what happened to the Prospero I think Geraldine Julienne is doing a report on it.
Well, got to go, I think that odd woman is back...
The World Won't Be Quiet Here When Count Olaf is Through
Arthur Poe