Alright guys my normal long update time is back. Sorry about that. I just had 4 tests in one day so I figured I'd write this while my brain was in overdrive. This is incredibly short, more of a fill in between the events of books 7 and 8 than anything else. Enjoy, the next chapter will be longer.

Falling…

Twang!

The harpoon sailed through the air and hit the balloon. Hector swore, Isadora grabbed the nearest object, Klaus. Duncan caught hold of Sunny and Violet grabbed a table cloth. They were going to hit the ground hard. The self-sustaining mobile home paused for a moment and started floating through the air in much the same way as a brick would. So there they were, stranded in free fall, 40 stories above the ground. They all grabbed onto the strangely large and silky table cloth. Violet, Klaus, Hector and Duncan held onto the corners of the make-shift drag-chute, Sunny and Isadora grabbed an edge each and they gently started floating to the ground.

TWANG! TWANG! TWANG! A few metres from the ground Esme Squalor emptied the remaining harpoon at the unfortunate children's drag-chute. The first harpoon missed Isadora by about 2 inches; the second sailed under Sunny by a long way, the third passed strait through the middle of the chute but by then they were about 3 metres from the ground so they all landed safely. Suddenly they found themselves on the ground being chased by an angry mob, an evil cop on a motor cycle and a phoney detective.

"Run!" yelled Hector

"But what will you do?" Klaus asked

"I'll run the other way,"

"Why?"

"There's a semitrailer parked in my barn,"

"Oh, well we'll see you again, won't we?"

"Yeah we'll do lunch sometime," (Zing, the incredible cliché strikes again)

"Bye," Words did not express the gratitude the 5 children felt towards Hector, because as he ran off the angry mob followed him. And in all the confusion the children managed to slip away. Eventually when they got tired they stopped. And so under the shade of a very large Cactus they stopped for the night. Huddled in a group around a small fire they sat. Duncan had his arms around Violet who had sunny on her knee. Klaus was sitting with Isadora, his arm around her waist, her head on his shoulder.

"What happens now?" Violet asked the question on everyone's lips.

"Idun," Sunny gave the reply which probably meant, I really don't know.

"Well I guess we try and find a civilised place and start running from Olaf again,"

At that everyone laughed, even though it wasn't particularly funny.

They later went back to the wreck of the mobile home. It was a mess, objects were scattered and sand was dispersed in the sea of debris. They started picking through the wreckage, hoping to find something useful or edible. During this time three very interesting things happened. 1. Sunny bit a disk which Violet realised could be very helpful. 2. Duncan got into the emergency supplies basket which was intact and 3. Isadora pulled Klaus behind the nearest object big enough to hide both of them and kissed him. After all that, they found what they were looking for, sleeping bags. Not quite the right number though. There were 2 whole ones and one that had been quite badly ripped. They also took torches, batteries, the disk and some rope. They eventually figured out how they would bunk for the night. Sunny was just big enough to fit in what remained of the torn sleeping bag. Then they were left with the hard decision of who shared a sleeping bag with whom. It took some time because no-one wanted to come out with the idea they all had. So they sat there for a while, arguing over the topic. Then Sunny who had figured out how it was going to end anyway suggested, "Hobouklaisandduncvi," which meant, "Why doesn't Klaus share with Isadora and Violet share with Duncan,"

They all thanked Sunny at some stage after the debate.

Klaus snuggled into the bag beside Isadora. The nights were cold in the desert. They didn't really care; it was warm in the sleeping bag. Klaus slipped his arm around Isadora and then content with life, they went to sleep.

Falling is a most curios sensation because there are many kinds of falling. There's the kind where you accidentally fall out of a plane, the kind where you trip over and then there's falling in love. Isadora and Klaus knew all three kinds so well it was unbelievable. There self sustaining mobile home fell out of the sky, they had been pushed over and shoved round in a dark passageway, and then there was something that had happened to them what seemed an eternity ago, in the library at Prufrock Prep. Then they were really happy, they had all the time in the world together. Now they were back to living life on the edge with barely a moment to themselves to think about where they were going what they were doing. Velocity is the operative word. This story is moving way to fast for me to keep track of. As were the lives of the Baudelaire and Quagmire orphans.

The next day, several kisses were exchanged, waffles were made, they walked all day, eventually they found a strange building that looked like…

"What the?" was all Klaus could say.

Alright,

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