A/N: Sorry for the delay! I've just been so busy, and then I was grounded because - well I suppose it doesn't matter why. I just was. Now, without further ado...
Klaus and Sunny were still asleep. Violet gazed bleary-eyed out the window, watching the sky lighten. She wasn't sure if she had slept. Memories could have faded to dreams and back again, and as she wasn't tired, Violet expected that was what had happened. The sun was about to rise. "I'd get a better view of the sunrise from outside," she mumbled to herself.
Barely making a sound, Violet crept out of the Orphan Shack (she called it this lovingly, Carmelita's nickname for it was really sticking) and found a comfortable spot of grass from which she could watch the sunrise.
A rustle in the grass behind her announced someone's approach. "Isadora," she said without looking.
"Violet," answered the familiar voice. "I didn't know you liked to watch the sunrise." Isadora knelt down in the grass beside Violet and leaned with one hand behind her.
"Neither did I. I suppose I just felt like it today..." Violet couldn't bring herself to look at Isadora so she concentrated on the sky, which was now turning a pretty shade of light purple that could only be called violet. "Violet," She giggled.
"Yes, it is," Isadora knew exactly what she was talking about. Of course, it was fairly obvious, but still. She knew without thinking, which is more than some would do.
Neither wanted to look at the other. They were terrified that if they did, they would throw the "let's not do that again" attitude out the window. Isadora was thinking of running her hands through Violet's hair. Violet was thinking of taking Isadora's hands in her own.
Suddenly the sun burst over the horizon, turning the sky a brilliant burnt-gold color, the deep orange that can only be achieved by a sunrise. In front of the two young girls was the most gorgeous sunsrise the academy had seen in years, and behind them their schoolmates were just waking inside their dormitories, but neither girl even thought about it.
For as the sun broke the horizon, the girls had to look away from it's brilliance. They turned and looked right into the other's eyes.
Instantly lost to the world, forgetting the fact they had said they wouldn't do anything again, Violet took one of Isadora's hands and Isadora reached to stroke Violet's hair. Then their faces were getting closer. They wrapped their arms around each other in an embrace and Violet murmered, "One last time wouldn't hurt." But as soon as their lips met, they knew they couldn't say it wouldn't happen again. They knew that that evening, the next morning, maybe even lunchtimes, they would enter the heavenly bliss that they only found in each other.
So it went on for two days, two wonderful wonderful days, and then (on a Thursday I believe), something terrible happened.
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"Violet - Isadora - whadthahell are you two DOING!"
"You'll have angels flying out your ass before I let go of her hand, Klaus Beaudelaire!"
