|WARNING: This contains Slippery Slope spoilers!!! |
| A/N & disclaimer: I do not own the Baudelaires, their riches, Count Olaf and his troupe ( thank the heavens! ) or anything else in the Series of Unfortunate Events series. I do however, own Lily Ackart, as she is me, and partially own the V.F.D II . If anyone from the V.F.D is reading, please be so kind as to come and rescue me and my associate, Contessa 'Tess' Dragmire, from Olaf's clutches immediately. Thank you.
With all due respect,
Lily H. Ackart
~The World Is Quiet Here~ |
The Tumbling Tower
Tumbling can mean two things. One, is a gymnastic move that young children like to brag about being able to do, and it can mean things coming crashing to the ground. As this book uses the second version of the word's meaning, I would highly advise you to exit out of this fan-fic right now, log off the internet, run away from the computer you found it on as quickly as you can, and go watch a nice movie such as The Little Mermaid. You would be far better off squeezing lemon juice into fresh wounds, which is very painful, than reading any farther than you already have. However, if you are still reading this far, I suppose you think you are brave and bold and are expecting some epic story where things will look grim but everything will turn out alright. You are sadly mistaken, for things will NOT turn out alright. So, unless you are somewhat rich and can afford a lot of therapy afterwards, read no further. This is your LAST CHANCE. Fine. Suit yourself. But don't dare sue me, because I tried.
The scenery flashed past the Baudelaire siblings as they were swept downstream. Sunny was clinging to Violet, who was holding as tightly as she could to her brother and the broken leather straps of the sled they were using as a boat for the moment. The cold water thrashed wildly around them, but the fact that they were in an utterly dreadful situation wasn't what the three orphaned children where concerned about at the moment. No, it was the fact that their newest friend, Quigly Quagmire, was being swept rapidly downstream in the OPPOSITE DIRECTION.
" S.O.S!!!" cried Sunny, which meant something along the lines of 'Someone, please help us!!' Violet let out a shriek as they hit a particularly rough spot, and almost let go of Klaus for a moment. Klaus was coughing and sputtering and trying desperately to get back into the toboggan with his siblings. Needless to say, he was failing miserably.
"Violet! Try to get me back in! Hurry!" The middle Baudelaire yelled through several mouthfuls of the ashy water in which he was in. It would have been bad enough to be tossed into a horrible river when trying to escape villains , but a river dirty with ashes because those villains had burned down the place one of your parents could have been was simply dreadful. With a lot of difficulty, the eldest child yanked her brother into the toboggan with her. Klaus whimpered and clung to his sisters with one hand, and to the toboggan with another.
The youngsters went on like this for quite a while, before they managed to crash themselves onto a muddy bank. Violet was breathing hard, and her eyes were wide. Sunny was crying silently out of terror and still clutching the poncho Violet was wearing. Klaus was shivering and hugging his older sister around her middle. They were still in shock from the recent white-water rafting trip they had been on. Violet had always begged her parents to take them white-water rafting when she was younger, as it seemed like such fun and a thrill, but at the time she had meant the proper way with a raft, life jackets, and a guide. She had not wanted to go in a toboggan with her younger siblings without life jackets, a guide, or her parents. As the Baudelaires sat there, wet, cold, and still shaken, there came something that surprised them quite a lot...
| A/N & disclaimer: I do not own the Baudelaires, their riches, Count Olaf and his troupe ( thank the heavens! ) or anything else in the Series of Unfortunate Events series. I do however, own Lily Ackart, as she is me, and partially own the V.F.D II . If anyone from the V.F.D is reading, please be so kind as to come and rescue me and my associate, Contessa 'Tess' Dragmire, from Olaf's clutches immediately. Thank you.
With all due respect,
Lily H. Ackart
~The World Is Quiet Here~ |
The Tumbling Tower
Tumbling can mean two things. One, is a gymnastic move that young children like to brag about being able to do, and it can mean things coming crashing to the ground. As this book uses the second version of the word's meaning, I would highly advise you to exit out of this fan-fic right now, log off the internet, run away from the computer you found it on as quickly as you can, and go watch a nice movie such as The Little Mermaid. You would be far better off squeezing lemon juice into fresh wounds, which is very painful, than reading any farther than you already have. However, if you are still reading this far, I suppose you think you are brave and bold and are expecting some epic story where things will look grim but everything will turn out alright. You are sadly mistaken, for things will NOT turn out alright. So, unless you are somewhat rich and can afford a lot of therapy afterwards, read no further. This is your LAST CHANCE. Fine. Suit yourself. But don't dare sue me, because I tried.
The scenery flashed past the Baudelaire siblings as they were swept downstream. Sunny was clinging to Violet, who was holding as tightly as she could to her brother and the broken leather straps of the sled they were using as a boat for the moment. The cold water thrashed wildly around them, but the fact that they were in an utterly dreadful situation wasn't what the three orphaned children where concerned about at the moment. No, it was the fact that their newest friend, Quigly Quagmire, was being swept rapidly downstream in the OPPOSITE DIRECTION.
" S.O.S!!!" cried Sunny, which meant something along the lines of 'Someone, please help us!!' Violet let out a shriek as they hit a particularly rough spot, and almost let go of Klaus for a moment. Klaus was coughing and sputtering and trying desperately to get back into the toboggan with his siblings. Needless to say, he was failing miserably.
"Violet! Try to get me back in! Hurry!" The middle Baudelaire yelled through several mouthfuls of the ashy water in which he was in. It would have been bad enough to be tossed into a horrible river when trying to escape villains , but a river dirty with ashes because those villains had burned down the place one of your parents could have been was simply dreadful. With a lot of difficulty, the eldest child yanked her brother into the toboggan with her. Klaus whimpered and clung to his sisters with one hand, and to the toboggan with another.
The youngsters went on like this for quite a while, before they managed to crash themselves onto a muddy bank. Violet was breathing hard, and her eyes were wide. Sunny was crying silently out of terror and still clutching the poncho Violet was wearing. Klaus was shivering and hugging his older sister around her middle. They were still in shock from the recent white-water rafting trip they had been on. Violet had always begged her parents to take them white-water rafting when she was younger, as it seemed like such fun and a thrill, but at the time she had meant the proper way with a raft, life jackets, and a guide. She had not wanted to go in a toboggan with her younger siblings without life jackets, a guide, or her parents. As the Baudelaires sat there, wet, cold, and still shaken, there came something that surprised them quite a lot...