Final part of this short story! Begin!

Universe*

~Normal POV

It was now night time at the estate, and everyone had gone to bed for the most part. Trevor was lying on the couch's fold out bed trying to fall asleep but he just couldn't. He had trouble sleeping in places that he wasn't used to being in yet. He sighed and got up to walk around the house for a bit; it usually helped him clear his head so he could sleep. He walked down to the end of the hall and saw the Baudelaires' private library had a light on. He looked inside and saw the sight of little Lizzie Baudelaire reading a book by flashlight. He smirked and went up to her.

"Hey," He whispered.

She jumped and nearly dropped her book; once the initial shock wore off the girl smiled sheepishly up at him, "Hi Trevor... Are you going to tattle on me?"

He chuckled and sat in the arm chair next to her, "Nah, I would never do that. You weren't doing anything wrong. Do you normally sneak into the library to read at night?"

Her face turned a little red with embarrassment, "No, I usually sneak a book into my room and hide it under my pillow. Mama gets upset when I stay up late reading but I know papa does it too so I don't see why I can't."

"Oh, so your dad gets in trouble too sometimes?"

She nodded, "Yeah, but he's a grown up so mama can't really stop him."

Trevor laughed, "She's a smart kid."

"Can I ask you something," Lizzie asked.

"Sure what's up?"

"Are you Aunt Sunny's boyfriend?"

Trevor blushed, "Uh, well sort of..."

She tilted her head in confusion and pushed her glasses up her nose, "What do you mean? You either are or you're not, right?"

He scratched his head nervously before replying, "Well, Sunny doesn't want to make it official unless the rest of your guys' family approves of me. But we have been on plenty of dates for a few weeks now and I really like her."

"Do you love her," Lizzie smiled; her brown eyes shining with curiosity behind her glasses.

Trevor chuckled, "Well I might be falling for her it's a little too soon to tell, kid."

Lizzie giggled, "Well, have you kissed her yet?"

He smiled, "Yeah we've kissed plenty of times."

"Then you have to marry her someday!"

Trevor looked taken aback by the statement, "Uh, what?"

"I learned that from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. If a boy kisses a girl that means they have to get married someday because they love each other!"

He stared at the little girl in confusion before smirking at her innocent, infallible logic, "Well... I suppose I might have to then. Unless you don't want me to become your new uncle when I'm an adult?"

She quickly shook her head, "Oh, no I'd love that! You're fun! And Aunt Sunny likes you a lot I can tell!"

"So, tell me if you really believe that a boy has to marry a girl if he kisses her then have you ever been kissed by a boy," He asked slyly.

The little girl blushed at the idea, "Oh, no... Nikki and I aren't allowed to hang out with boys unless it's just Sam."

He raised a brow, "Then when will you be allowed to hang out with boys?"

"Papa, Uncle Duncan, and Uncle Quigley all said, 'when we're dead, plus three days just to make sure we're dead.' Mama, Aunt Violet, and Aunt Fiona all think they're joking but I think they're being honest. Besides... boys my age are mean to me..."

He gave her a concerned look, "Whoa, now they're mean to you? What happened?"

She clutched her book to her chest and looked down sadly, "Well, on Halloween we went trick or treating at this one mansion way down the road from here. And this boy lives there and he's really mean. He called me a dork and said my glasses made me look ugly. Nikki and Sam beat him up for it."

"Well that's horrible!"

She nodded, "Yeah and he's not the only one. A couple other boys at school tease me about my glasses. They also say I spend too much time reading. Do you think I spend too much time reading?"

He put a hand on her shoulder, "Of course not, Lizzie. There's no such thing as too much time spent reading! My parents didn't like that I loved to read so much. They said I was wasting time; I didn't listen to them. You just ignore those stupid boys, especially that one down the street. They can't tell you how to live your life. They're just wicked people. Wicked people never have time for reading; it's one of the reasons for their wickedness."

She blinked in surprise, "Papa says that my grandpa used to say that before he died. Where did you learn it?"

Trevor shrugged, "I just heard it somewhere, I can't remember, but I do agree with those words."

Lizzie smiled and set aside her book. She got up off her chair and gave him a hug.

"Thank you Trevor, I should probably go to bed now," She said as she let go of him and started out of the room, "Good night!"

She quietly went up the stairs, hoping to avoid waking her parents. Trevor smiled to himself and sighed.

"Cute kid," He said softly.

"Indeed she is," A voice from the doorway replied.

Trevor jumped and noticed Sunny standing in the doorway with a sly smile, "Bonding with my niece, Trev?"

He grinned sheepishly, "Uh, how much of that could you hear?"

She walked up to him, "I heard all of it; the guest room is right next door. Perhaps you should have been paying attention when Klaus gave you that tour."

"So you heard the part about-"

He was interrupted by Sunny kissing him. When she pulled away, she replied, "Yeah I did. And I wanted to talk to you anyway. I spoke to Violet and Klaus while you were talking to Duncan and Quigley in the living room after dinner. They said I can keep you around if I want to. You've already made an impression on the kids, and everyone else is warming up to you nicely."

He smiled, "Then I can start calling you my girlfriend now?"

She laughed, "Yes, I'd love that."

They shared another kiss, embraced in each other's arms.

~…

"Violet, Klaus, about Trevor... I talked to Kit for a moment when she picked up Beatrice from the school for the weekend. I had her and Dewey look for any record of him or his family in the organization. Kit didn't recognize him from anywhere. That call I got at dinner was from Beatrice. She said that Trevor's parents were listed in their files as fire-starters."

Violet and Klaus both looked shocked, "What?"

Sunny nodded, "Kit says it's fine to keep him around though because he's not listed in any of their files. He wasn't part of the organization at all; as a volunteer or villain. Trevor is a perfectly good guy, and he isn't like his parents at all. So, what do you say?"

Her older siblings looked at each other for a moment and contemplated their answer.

"He's well read," Klaus replied, "He says his parents didn't like that he read so much."

"Which means they didn't want him to turn out the way he did," Violet added, "He's not a fire-starter, and you say he treats you right?"

Sunny nodded, "He treats me like a queen."

The two smiled at their sister. "He's a good guy," Klaus said, "I like him."

"If Klaus approves then so do I," Violet said with a smile, "And I think the others will agree. Izzie and Fiona get along with him; so do Duncan and Quigley. And the kids like him just fine. If you want this relationship to last then go ahead and tell him."

Sunny hugged both of her siblings, "Thanks guys."

~…

Sunny knew this boy well enough by now to see that he wasn't like his parents. Everything she had been told about them reminded her of the villains of their past, and Trevor was the complete opposite. He was a kind, caring, boy that just wanted to own his own restaurant someday. He didn't enjoy hurting people, and he never did it intentionally. He treated her like a good boyfriend would, and she showed the same attitude toward him. In her heart, Sunny knew that trusting him was the right decision, and she could tell that she wouldn't regret it. The two teens were happy to see what the future would hold for their growing relationship. And Sunny couldn't have been happier that Trevor was approved of by her family. She couldn't wait to tell Beatrice the good news when they went back to school Sunday night.

~The End!

This is the last part of my Thanksgiving short story!