"No!" Olivia cried at the top of her lungs, she didn't know what else to do, she was too afraid, she had lost too many people.The two villans quickly turned around, Olivia saw that Olaf had a crowbar in his hand and there was Jacques unconscious on the floor.
"Esmé darling," Olaf said with a smirk, " How about you take care of our little guest here whilst I handle Snicket."
"With pleasure." Esmé replied with an evil glint in her eyes.
The next thing Olivia knew was shooting pain in the back of her head where she was slammed against the wall, Esmé's perfectly manicured hands closing around her throat. As Olivia gasped for air she heard a yell from Jacques as Olaf brought the crowbar down. Olivia fought back her tears as she fumbled with the dials on the spyglass. She brought the spyglass up inline with Esmé's face and shone the light in her eyes. Esmé let out a yell And backed away, allowing Olivia to drop to the floor, breathing heavily and unevenly.
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Again sorry it is short, the next one is longer I promise. Thanks for reading!❤️
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the vile village: how it should have been
FanfictionI wrote this story in February and couldn't decide if I should post it or not so please don't leave hate. There is a lot of snickiban as well as a little kladora and quiglet. this story is basically what i wanted to happen in the Vile Village.
