Welcome to my newest story! This story takes place 15 years after the events of The End. Read on for crazy family dynamics, secret relationships, secret organizations, and intrigue that has not been seen since the original ASOUE! All characters belong to Daniel Handler (besides the ones I make up, of course). WARNING: I'm going to try to use a Snicket-y style of writing, but it could be an epic fail. Paragraph formatting is a little off, but hey, I'm an amateur. Warning: ages may not be perfectly accurate. More on your other favorite characters to follow!

Prologue

In my research into the Baudelaire orphan's case, I ran into a roadblock after they left the island. A roadblock does not refer to an actual blocked road in a literal sense. In a metaphorical sense, it simply means that I was not able to collect any information on their whereabouts. However, I recently gained intel on their recent situation and it is my solemn duty to inform the public. I urge you to close your internet browser and find something happier to read. But alas, I must continue sharing my research.

According to my research, a marriage has taken place between members of the Baudelaire family and the Quagmire family. The first took place on June 12 between Mr. Quigley Quagmire and Mrs. Violet Baudelaire-Quagmire. Mrs. Quagmire was married at age twenty six and Mr. Quagmire at age 25. I am happy to report that the couple is still happily married, four years later. The two have custody of Mrs. Quagmire's twelve year old sister, Sunny Baudelaire. They had been taking care of a young Beatrice Snicket, my niece. However, Beatrice is now living with me as she completes her apprenticeship. She is quite the skilled researcher.

The middle Baudelaire, Klaus, now in his mid twenties, has been devoted to research and travel. He has been reported as spending time with a dark haired woman. I have heard from a reliable source that this young woman is indeed the esteemed poet, Isadora Quagmire. The two often stay with their siblings when they are not traveling and writing. Although I do not have the exact details of the Baudelaire/Quagmire reunion, I can inform you of their current state of events.

Chapter 1

The youngest Baudelaire covered her head with her pillow as her alarm clock blared. "Why does 7:00 AM always come so early?" Sunny thought as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Sunny was now sixteen attending a school for young chefs. She loved the program, but was not a fan of the early morning start time. She brushed her hair and put on her uniform. It was not particularly flattering, but Sunny didn't mind. She didn't want to risk getting her best clothes dirty while she whizzed about the kitchen. As Sunny got ready for the day, she daydreamed about the delicious recipes she would learn that day. She was so happy that her older sister had allowed her enroll in the program. She was shaken from her day dreams as the intercom in her room screeched. She was proud of her sister for creating such a useful device for their home, but she wished it wasn't so loud.

"Sunny! It's already 7:30! If you don't hurry up, you'll be late!" Violet's voice echoed through the room. Sunny begrudgingly gathered her things and trudged downstairs to the kitchen.

When she got to the kitchen, she saw her two guardians sitting together drinking coffee. Violet sat at a large oak table with blueprints for a new invention sprawled out in front of her. Her hair was tied in a ribbon to keep it out of her eyes so she could focus. This was a habit she developed in childhood and never let go of. Her husband, Quigley, sat next to her reading a newspaper, with car keys in hand. The newspaper had a headline by Quigley's brother, Duncan. Duncan was a journalist who lived in an apartment one block away. Sunny smiled at her family and headed to the stove to start making breakfast.

"No, no, Sunny" Violet said, "You're already running late. There's no time to make breakfast, you'll have to take a bagel and some tea to go!"

Sunny rolled her eyes, she knew her sister was right but was still annoyed. "Alright, let's go then." Sunny groaned.

"Quigley has to drop off his latest project downtown so he's going to be driving you today. Anyways, I'm expecting a call from Klaus so I need to be home and available." Violet explained as she grabbed Sunny's jacket from the coat closet. Violet and Sunny had not heard from their brother in over a month. They were worried about his safety, but they knew that he didn't often have access to a telephone. Getting a call from him was always exciting.

Sunny said goodbye to her sister and left with Quigley. Sunny enjoyed when she got to ride to school with him. He let her play whatever music she wanted on the radio and didn't mind if she got bagel crumbs on the floor. In Sunny's opinion, Violet was far too uptight and stressed her out in the morning. At first, Sunny thought of Quigley as an older brother. But with Klaus gone, she began to find him to be more of father figure, always taking care of her protecting her. At age eighteen, Violet inherited the Baudelaire fortune and got custody of Sunny. When Violet and Quigley got married four years ago, she felt secure. As they drove, Quigley told Sunny all about his latest project. He had made a new map for the VFD headquarters. It was mainly decorative and meant to serve as wall hanging in the enormous library, but Quigley had made sure that it was accurate as well as beautiful. When they arrived at Sunny's culinary school, he gave her a hug goodbye and wished her luck in the kitchen. Sunny wished she could drive herself to school, but Violet had not permitted her to get her driver's license yet. Sunny hated that Violet had placed such strict rules on her. Why couldn't she have fun like everyone else?

Sunny walked into her first class, a minute early might I add, and saw a new student in the seat next to hers. He was a tall boy, about her age, with strawberry blonde hair and green eyes. As Sunny sat down, he introduced himself.

"Hey, I'm Scott. Scott Spats. Looks like I'm going to be your partner for the next assignment." He said offering her hand. The last named sounded very familiar to Sunny, but she couldn't place where she heard it.

"I'm Sunny Baudelaire!" she said, "Are you new to the program?"

"Yeah, I just moved here. My parents up and left me, so I had to go live with my older sister, Carmelita." he said, suddenly embarrassed. "But I guess that's a little personal for a first introduction."

"No, I don't mind! I'm actually in a similar position. I live with my sister and her husband." Sunny explained.

Scott laughed. "I guess we've got a little bit in common! I hope your sister isn't as shitty as mine is. I enrolled program partly because of her. She always called me a 'cakesniffer' so I decided to become a cake baker instead!" The word "cakesniffer" triggered Sunny's memory. Where had she heard that word before? It was like something out of her distant childhood.

Before Sunny could finish her thought, the class was led into a large kitchen with several stoves and ovens. Each pair of students took their spots and watched as the instructor, Larry, wrote a recipe on the board. Sunny enjoyed getting to talk to Scott. He had a lot of really funny jokes and was an excellent chef. Before she knew it, it was 3:00 and time to go home. As she walked to the parking lot, she saw her sister waiting for her.

As she approached Violet, she saw that she was smiling. She gestured for Sunny to hurry and get into her little black car. To Sunny's surprise, Violet had the radio station tuned to Sunny's favorite station. What is going on? Violet hates pop music. She always plays the same old crap that she listened to when she has a kid. Almost as if she could read Sunny's mind, Violet began to explain the situation.

"So, I got the call from Klaus today and I have some news." Violet started.

"Oh." Sunny replied not sure where the conversation was going. She desperately wished that her brother was coming home, but knew not get her hopes up.

"You know how VFD just refurbished their library..." Violet continued.

"Not really." Sunny said. She knew that VFD was an organization her siblings and the Quagmires worked for, but was always rushed out of the room any time they discussed it in depth. It was terribly annoying.

"Well, they did. And they needed someone to work in collections and gather their findings. I don't think I need to tell you who got the job!" Violet exclaimed.

"OH MY GOD! KLAUS IS COMING HOME?"

Violet nodded happily. "And Isadora too! They will be back next week and me and Quig wanted to host a family dinner to celebrate. Think you could help us out?"

Sunny, of course, agreed. Finally, her family was going to be all together.

Well, there's part 1! I had to do a little exposition so hopefully the next chapters flow better. Please review! I'm excited to hear what everyone thinks! Chapter 2 will be up soon!