Disclaimer: I'm not Lemony Snicket

Disclaimer: I'm not Lemony Snicket. Obviously. Because if I were I'd totally be writing FanFiction of my own work.

"Why do you like playing with dirt so much?" Olaf asked, bored. He'd followed Kit to one of the six laboratories, where she was sifting through a pan of soil.

"It can tell you more than most people can," she said simply, "And it's honest. You don't get that a lot,"

"True," he said, and let his eyes trace over her profile, her long eyelashes, her hair hanging in her face, lips strawberry pink and slightly parted.

"You know what I like even better than geology, though?" she asked.

"What?"

Kit touched his hand.

"Chemistry,"