Blaze's POV
"Shall I give you a tour. To your bedroom!"
Olaf says evilly.
He pushes me up the steps.
"Your a very cruel, and evil man!"
I say.
"Yes. But in time, Blaze Baudelaire, I hope you'll realize, you haven't the faintest idea!"
He locks me in the room.
A couple minutes later....
"Orphan!"
He say unlocking the door to my room.
"Yes Olaf."
"Count Olaf. You will call me count Olaf, Blaze. You can start by re-stringing the violins."
"But-I don't know how to re-string a violin."
I say.
"Don't you talk back to me! I am your guardian, and are to be treated with respect, ...........and, as many actor credits as possible. Now get started!"
He shouts.🏴
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A Series Of Unfortunate Events
FanfictionWhat if I was the only one Baudelaire child? What if I wasn't as close to my aunt Josephine as I was to my uncle Monty, and a disturbingly awkward Count Olaf. What if my uncle Monty died? What if uncle Monty just died from old age? What if I was fo...
