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Ten is thought of as a nice round number but was a nice round number have to do with utter despair and sadness? Turn back now find happiness in another story perhaps a comedy?

"Hello there!" Beatrice sung, she was up on green ladder feeding attic toads that were colored yellow and purple. The heels of her purple boots held her comfortably on the rings and the splatter of rain on the domed windows was soothing to her heart.

Monty closed his common book and put the invitation to a secret meeting entitled Olaf and Esme inside his Brazilian desk. "When do you want me at the wedding?" He bellowed, she was up rather high her brown hair in French braids. "Um whenever you want to show up." She looked down from the perch. Monty came around his desk and stepped over Nancy. "It's no surprise my dear, you two were made for each other. I'm happy for you." Beatrice flashed him a heart stopping smile, "Your very sweet Monty. We love each other me and ah-" Beatrice choked on her words as purple powder whisper around her immaculate face. Unfortunately while talking to Monty she had neglected not to touch the toads' slick skin and had got sprayed with a defensive gas that rendered her useless. She closed her eyes every color seemed to melt together and the Reptile Room shook.

"Beatrice!" Monty released the chair he was moving and ran as Beatrice's form fell off the ladder and fluttered through the air. She landed hard in his arms popping his back. "By JOVE!" Monty laid her down on a table. "Jove? Uh huh here that's me." She pushed her head to the side and held out her arms. Monty put her arms down and took the book in his mind of attic toads out. The powder inhaled made one loss consciousness of who they were.

"Be-" He paused and leaned down his face inched from hers. Her eyelids fluttered and her pink lips parted as if she didn't know what to do because she didn't know who Jove was. He involuntarily touched her left pigtail, the brown hair was shinny and silky under his fingers. He slowly rubbed the hair between his thumb and index finger.

A kiss from a brown bunny perhaps? He focused his attention back to her flawless face and- Ring! Monty jerked away as if caught but it was just the doorbell. He jammed his hands into his purple pockets, "Beatrice my dear I'll be right back."

"Air pilot huh?" Monty smiled brightly at Beatrice's fiancé.

"Yes it does seem like quiet the outfit but get this I just got back from some flying lessons!"

"Flying high me boy." Monty chuckled, the pilot took off his hat and put it under his arm.

"So Is Beatrice here? Her mother said she spend most of her time here in the early hours of the day."

"Of course she is! Come in! Come in! My boy she's in the Reptile Room!"

"I never get tired of this amazing place! Monty you never cease to amaze me!"

"Then I guess I'm doing my job!" Monty joked, a clatter of objects down the hall reminded Monty of something important. "I believe that is my fridge raiding snake Nancy. I will be back in a tic!" Monty departed from the room quickly leaving the Baudelaire to himself. "Beatrice honey?" He called starting down the steps. Beatrice came from the poison cabinet holding her head in puzzlement.

"Beatrice?"

"Dear?" Her face altered between knowing it was the love of her life and not for a moment. Just a moment I should reminded you because not soon after she passed Uncle Monty's desk she remembered he was.

She met him on the last step with a heartfelt hug.

"Where have you been?"

"Piloting"

"Fun?"

"Amazing!" They giggled,

"I was just telling Monty what a grand lab this was."

"Oh I know! I just love how the snake travels the length of the room. It's so detailed with individual scales and a purple glass eye!" She linked her hand with his.

"Glad to see you." He whispered

"Same here" She squeezed gently, "Nancy is quiet the snacker! Taking my assistant are we?" The pilot shrugged then gave a deep laugh. "All right then get out of here! You to have fun and be careful!" Monty waved them away. "See you tomorrow Monty!" Beatrice cried as they darted out the door holding each others' hand.

Monty waited for them to leave and be a good way down the street before climbing up the ladder to watch his attic toads. "You my beauties have given me that idea of the century! Take a bow." He chuckled.

They often say what you don't know won't hurt you. What do you think?