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A bit late, eh? Well better late than never! New chappie! .

I don't own ANYTHING – and the song lyrics courtesy of MP3lyrics and lyricsbox (bit repetetive names, huh?)

Submarine – The Beatles

Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head – Burt Bacharach

Dragostea Din Tei (Phonetics) (Numa Numa Song) - O-Zone

The three Baudelaire siblings had gone into their separate rooms in the remote mountain cave. Violet dwelled in the far right part of the cave. On top of her small, simple bed was a colourful quilt, and on top of that a battered suitcase. Frantically she was throwing random articles of clothing in; dresses, ribbons, stockings….she always wore the same thing anyway. Ah, the downside of being a fiction character: never a change of clothes!

"In the town where I was born
lived a man who sailed to sea
And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines"

Violet started singing the popular Beatles song – "Yellow Submarine". After her opera-esque performance to her younger siblings, Violet had gained a liking for random bursts of song. More enthusiastic than ever, Violet launched heartily into the next verse:

"So we sailed up to the sun
Till we found a sea of green
and we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine

We all live in a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live is a yellow submarine
Yellow submarine, yellow submarine

As we live a life of ease
Everyone of us has all we need
Sky of blue and sea of green
In our yellow submarine

Ohhhhhh— "

Violet stopped her singing abruptly, aware of a disturbance in the remote mountain cave. She listened for a moment, but couldn't hear anything wrong. Blinking a few times, Violet grunted and shrugged her shoulders. There was nothing to worry about. But she didn't continue singing.

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Meanwhile, Klaus was busy packing for the trip in his own section of the cave. He thought of how strangely his sister had acted just minutes before, claiming that they had all won a radio prize and the she was the main character. Pah. Still, Violet had been pretty sure of herself.

'I really believe that this is a good thing. Please, let's pursue this opportunity,' she had said. Though 'Let's pursue this opportunity' didn't sound like something that Violet would say. Neither did 'please'.

He heard a slightly hoarse voice coming from the direction of Violet's room. Klaus listened for a while, until he started singing a song of his own,

"Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit"

Klaus jammed a roll of socks into the corner of his bulging suitcase.


"Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling"

With a sproing the socks rocketed out of the tight space and hit Klaus in the face.

Clenching his fists, Klaus continued,

"So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he' got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my, head they keep falling"

Wrapping the socks with a red bowtie, Klaus squished them into the suitcase and quickly shut the lid.

"But there's one thing I know
The blues he sends to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me"

Klaus promptly sat on the suitcase and clicked the two locks closed. Slowly he got up and wondered if the locks would pop up and if everything would fly out.

"Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Crying's not for me
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me."

They didn't.

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Sunny, being quite advanced for her age, was packing in her room as well. In front of her lay an open suitcase and a large pile of medium-sized rocks. Sunny looked over each of them with an expert eye, and occasionally threw one in her suitcase.

"Hmm," she said, biting a rock. "Granite, possibly. High sediments, no cracks, smooth surface. Grayish colour with dark flecks…" which meant something along the lines of 'Yummy'.

Between testing rocks, Sunny would sing a few bars of the Numa Numa song.

"Mi-a-hii

Mi-a-huu

Mi-a-haa

Mi-a-ha ha

Mi-a-hii

Mi-a-huu

Mi-a-haa

Mi-a-ha ha"

She sang, with the appropriate dance moves.

"Allo, salut, sint yel, un hydook,

she teraw, youbeera mah, primesh der, vericheera…"

Sunny started juggling rocks and throwing them into her suitcase with the flair of a true circus performer.

"vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay"

Sunny threw some rocks.

"numa numa i-ay numa numa numa i-ay"

Sunny threw more rocks.

"kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay

NUMA NUMA I-AY!"

Sunny gave a fierce cry and threw all the rocks into the suitcase. Upon looking at them, she saw that they were all in neatly aligned rows. Perfect.

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Not to far away was Count Olaf, in his own remote mountain cave. Unlike the others, this cave was completely dark, with the exception of the blinding white static coming from the television. In front of the set was an old arm chair with a bony figure draped on top. The creature lay completely still and appeared lifeless, if not for the intelligent glint in its eyes. The creature smiled, muscles contorting harshly and fragments of teeth coming out like fangs. Oh yes, Count Olaf was going to make a come back.

Hmm? So, what do you think? Do you like it? Huh? Huh? Is it your favouritest chappie ever:D