Author's notes: Okay, so I was able to fit one more chapter in before I left for camp. After this, though, don't be surprised if you don't hear anything (such as reviews, updates, etc.) until after Friday.

Thanks for the reviews! I'd get back to you personally, but:

a. There were so many

b. I have to rush- I need to finish packing

Here we go!

Chapter Eight: When You Least Expect It

"F-Fiona? What are you doing here?" Klaus said with great unease.

"I came to see if you were okay. Thank god you are," she said as she made her way to his bed. She put her head on his shoulder.

"Fiona…"

"Yes?" she inquired as she batted her eyelashes.

That's sick, Klaus thought. "I don't love you anymore. Please, do me a favor and get out of my life. Forever."

"What?"

"I'm happy with Isadora. Please- just go away."

"If that's what you want," Fiona said as she walked towards the window. "But I'll be back. Just you wait, Klaus Baudelaire- when you least expect it. Mark my words."

And with that, she climbed out the second-story window and down to the ground.

At that same time, Isadora ran in and flung her arms around him.

Oh my god, he thought, she's so beautiful.

"Hi, Izzy!"

That was stupid.

"Hi, yourself!" She kissed him on the cheek. She must of noticed his distraction, and she asked, "Wh-what's wrong? Are you feeling okay?"

"I-I'm fine. Just… a little tired."

"If you say so." Isadora nuzzled him a little. "Violet told us what happened. So… Duncan was right. About something, for once."

"Oh, you found out about that little… um, argument we had."

"Uh huh. I overreacted a little."

"Just a little? Knowing you…"

"Okay, I overreacted a lot." They started kissing.

Suddenly, Duncan and Quigley walked in.

"Our turn, to visit, love birds," Duncan said.

"Oh, all right." Isadora said. She gave Klaus one final kiss and walked out of the room.

The two males Quagmires walked over to Klaus's bed.

"You picked off where you left off, I see," Quigley said with a smirk.

"Uh huh," Klaus said. He gave a little nervous laugh.

"What's the matter, then?" Duncan asked.

"Um… Fiona's back."

"That can't be good." Quigley said.

"No it isn't. She still loves me. I told her to back off."

Duncan gave Klaus a standing ovation.

"Alleluia," said the more reserved Quigley.

"But… she says she'll be back. 'But I'll be back. Just you wait, Klaus Baudelaire- when you least expect it. Mark my words.' Those were her exact words (A/N: aka I cut and pasted them…)."

"Not good. I don't recommend you telling the girls, either." Duncan said.

"I agree," Klaus and Quigley said at the same time.

All three started laughing, but it stopped when Klaus started coughing. He tasted something almost metallic in his mouth. He just stared at his right hand, the one that had been covering his mouth.

"Oh, no…" Duncan said.

On Klaus's hand was warm, crimson blood.

Author's notes: I'm so evil… By the way, I had to put some of my middle school humor in there. AKA: "That's sick," and my personal favorite, "you're evil," from chapter three. Someone (although I forget who- please forgive me) said that that was their new "quote of the week." So, until I get back from camp, this is it. I purposely left a cliffhanger. YAY CLIFFIES! So, please review!