Lovestruck ~Klaus Baudelaire x Reader~

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Klaus's P.O.V.

My sisters and I were on briny beach. Even though the weather was glum, we were having a great time. Violet was inventing a machine to retrieve pebbles from the sea. Sunny and I watched in awe. I threw a marked pebble into the foggy sea.

Violet: Please work.

She pulled the rusty lever and the machine stretched it's metal pliers. Almost immediately, it came back with the pebble.

Klaus: Amazing! Great job, Vi!

She smiled. At that moment, we heard a car door open. The three of us turned around to see a man getting out of a black car. He approached us, straightening his suit.

Klaus: Mr. Poe.

Violet: From the Bank?

He came closer and coughed a little.

Mr. Poe: Hello, Baudelaires.

Klaus: Hello

Sunny (translated): Hello

Violet: Hello. How do you do?

Mr. Poe: Good

I hate it when people answer "Good" when asked "How do you do?". It isn't correct. You can't say: Im doing good. You are doing fine. But nevermind.

Mr. Poe: I'm afraid that I have bad new for you children. Your parents have perished in a terrible fire.

My jaw dropped. My parents...dead...in a fire. How could this have happened. Our parents were the most cautious people we knew. I was on the edge of tears. But we couldn't cry, we were in shock.

Mr. Poe: Perished means died

Violet: W-We know w-what p-p-perished means.

Mr. Poe: I am here to bring you to your new guardian. Count Olaf.

We followed him to his car and got in the back. I let out a sob. A few tears rolled down Sunny and Violets cheeks.

Sunny: I can't believe that th-they're dead. Mom and Dad.

Violet : Me too, Sunny. But we will be ok.

Klaus: We still have each other.

We formed a group cuddle. I was so lucky to have my sisters.

The banker stopped the car in front of our mansion. We got out of the car. It was nothing more than a pile of ashes and burnt furniture. We looked around the remains. We were speachless. This didn't feel real. It felt like a nightmare. I entered the library. Every book was burnt. Something in a drawer cought my eye. It was a spyglass. How peculiar. I shoved it in my pocket.

Mr. Poe rushed us back to his car. We drove about 10 minutes. I stared out of the window in misery.

Mr. Poe: *cough cough* we are here, children. Your new home.

We got out of the car and saw a beautiful mustard and white house. The garden was a radiant green. The house was outlined by a white picket fence and a gate. We stared in awe. How beautiful. Suddenly a middle-aged woman came outside. She had a judge wig on her head and was wearing a judicial robe. She had a welcoming smile on her face.

Justice Strauss: Hello. You must be the Baudelaires. I'm Justice Strauss. Lovely to meet you, children. I was just organizing my library. I'm a judge as you can see and have a upcoming case.

Klaus: lovely to meet you. These are my sisters, Violet and Sunny.

Violet: Nice to meet you. We'd love to help you organise you library.

Justice: I would like that very much.

Klaus: Are you Count Olaf's wife?

Justice: Me? Oh, no. God, no. I'm his neighbor. Count Olaf lives over there.

We turned around and faced a rickety house. It looked like the building could crumble at any moment. It was a dirty grey and seemed glum and dark. A man marched outside. He had grey hair and a dirty unibrow. He seemed mischievous.

Olaf: Hello, Hello. I am Count Olaf, actor extraordinaire. You must be the rich orphans. Purple, Cloudy and Calvin.

Klaus: Violet, Sunny and I'm Klaus.

Olaf: Nevermind. Go to your room. Let me talk with the banker.

We followed his orders and entered the cold house. We went upstairs and saw a door marked "Ritch Orfans". Inside was a single bed and a window. Violet put Sunny down on a pile of clothes.

Violet: It's better than nothing.

I nodded and walked over to the window.
I spotted Count Olaf walking back inside and Mr. Poe driving away. On the opposite side of the street was Justice Strauss opening her door and.... A girl picking flowers? She looked about my age. She seemed so innocent almost angelic. Her h/c hair was covering her face. She had a hand-picked bouquet in her hand.

Count Olaf walked in, snapping me out of my thoughts. He gave us a list of chores. Before leaving, he told us there was one rule to follow.

Count Olaf: You children are not allowed to leave the house without my permission. You will stay here or else.

He left and we did as we were told. We finished at 5 pm.

Violet: Let's go to the library.

Sunny and I weakly nodded.