A Day in the Life of...
Well, this is a new ASOUE fic by me. It's about how a day in the life of Violet works. I may continue this if it's sucessful, otherwise for now, it's a one shot. Oh and Violet told Lemony Snicket the basic idea of how a day in her life is, and Snicket added detail, so it's in his style.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Series of Unfortunate Events. That all belongs to Snicket or Handler or whoever. I don't own this.
A Day in the Life of Violet Baudelaire
Hello. My name is Violet Baudelaire. Welcome to this mixed bag of a world. It's a mixture of wondrous and horrid things, but in my point of view, it's a mixture of animate and inanimate objects. Weird, I know, but that's my opinion.
First, I shall speak to you of my hobby, my one and only hobby, inventing. I love to invent things, all sorts of new gadgets and gizmos, some that I invented during leisure time, most of which I invented while being under the pressure of likely being in Count Olaf's clutches, and those were not pleasant experiences. Mind you, I was under a great amount of force and if it wasn't for my dear siblings, I would've broken down days ago.
If you really must know how a day in my life is, I shall try to summarize it my best for you. A day is my life is terrible, horrible, unbearable, unbelievably horrid, irritating, annoying, dark, glum, chaotic, and any other word for 'the worst' you can think of. My siblings and I are being stalked by a vicious villian and his troupe, and I do not wish to tell you why. I guess I have no other option though, as you obviously want to know. Because of my parents' deaths, there is an enormous fortune waiting for me to inherit it in a matter of years. So, because of this fortune and Count Olaf, my siblings and I were being thrown from guardian to guardian, as if we were a giant red frisbee with no actual owner.
After having the experience of being a frisbee, we learned about VFD from our dear friends, the Quagmires. Still, instead of being passed from guardian to guardian, we were passed from location to location, as if we were now representing a giant football. After being tirelessly passed from place to place, we learned of a mysterious sugar bowl, which is the first significant inanimate object to come into my life, with the exception of fire, but to me, fire is animate as it spreads quickly and causes mayhem in its path.
The period of time after learning about the sugar bowl was, much more unfortunate than the previous time before learning about it, and it is pointless for me to tell you about it, so I will end this now.
You now know how a day in my life works.
-Violet Baudelaire
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Yeah, it was short, I know. But I'll continue if I get 5 reviews. Please review, I'm not begging you, or anything, but if you want to review, you may. Well bye.
TelepathicPrincess
