A Day in the Life of

by TelepathicPrincess

This is how a day in the life of all the ASOUE characters would be. Some of them asked Lemony Snicket to write their passages in his style, so it will be in his style! One shot, but I may continue...Review!I changed chapter 1 a bit, so read again!Chap 2up

2. Chapter 2

A Day in the Life of

Hello again! I changed the last chapter a bit after reading a review that said it would be more wiser to tell a bit more about Violet's hobby, so that is done! Here is the next chapter:

Chapter 2: Klaus Baudelaire

Hello, welcome to the unfortunate world of Klaus Baudelaire. As you can already tell, I use long words in my speeches and conversations, so please keep a dictionary handy. I am a voracious reader, an expression which here means, "someone who loves to read and learn new things from books". I also love to research, but I don't want to bore you with those small details, but on the other hand, if I bore you and you fall to sleep, maybe I will spare you the nightmares you will get from reading this. So my journey to bore you begins now.

La dee la la. I am a tiny little chipmunk with big round cheeks and sharp front teeth. I am afraid if you don't get out of my way, I will hurt you. Afterwards, I shall visit the local Necropolis and drink my Oolong. La dee la la.

I hope you are asleep by now, other wise if you aren't you will have nightmaresof all the troubles of my possessions that I will write about.

My world has been topsy-turvy and so has my siblings' and many others'. We have traveled from guardian to guardian after a fire that had destroyed our home and our parents. It was as if the world was a giant dictionary, and each time you looked up one of our guardians' or homes' names, it would be defined as, "misery, terror, horrid times, and woe". There are some times in this period of misfortune that have been the least bit cheerful, like the time we met the Quagmires, but of course, cheer does not last forever. The Quagmires were kidnapped by Count Olaf, an evil ex-guardian of ours that I do not wish to speak of, and now they are somewhere high in the sky, being persuaded by equally evil eagles.

There are also the other things in my life such as the sugar bowl, Count Olaf's comrades, Esme Squalor, VFD, commonplace notebooks, Hotel Denouement, more of Olaf's comrades and fire that I do not wish to tell you of, so I will end this right here. Good. Bye.

With all dues respect,

Klaus Baudelaire

I hope that was longer and better!