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Post by Foxy on Dec 3, 2018 8:46:35 GMT -5
And now why would the lions say something like that? I guess they have remarkable foreshadowing skills, hehe. Looks like I am going to have to check out TUA again. The most remember-able talking to animals I can remember is Eliza Thornberry. Dear Dairy, Violet wondered if we did the right thing or not. “Right,” I said, which meant, “Maybe the right thing would have been to feed the lions all of Hugo, Colette, and Kevin’s food before the show so they would have been too full to eat.” Hindsight is twenty-twenty. Klaus said it wasn’t our fault Madame Lulu fell into the pit. “And bald,” I added, which meant, “Count Olaf’s associates seem to be dropping like flies.” Maybe Hooky should go into the witness protection program. Violet asked if we were going to try to find our parents. “Yes,” I said firmly, which meant, “We are going to find Mommy.” I hugged her leg. Klaus went into Madame Lulu’s tent and wanted to research things. “Ghede!” I said, which meant, “I wonder if Madame Lulu’s ghost haunts this tent now!” Mommy always told Daddy not to tell me ghost stories, but sometimes he still would when she was not around. Klaus found a map, and he said there was a key. “Key?” I asked, which meant, “Will the key start the roller coaster?” All I have wanted to do since we got here is ride the roller coaster! Violet and Klaus said the map had something on it called the Valley of Four Drafts. “V.F.D.!” I cried, which meant, “Four drafts sounds very drafty!” I hope they have good insulation in their walls. Violet and Klaus wondered if this was the V.F.D. we were looking for. “Winnow,” I said, which meant, “Maybe the valley is a grain field.” I think we should go and convince them to plant other crops there so the soil does not become depleted. Like turnips. Violet and Klaus began to get ready for our journey to the valley, and I said, “Ingredi,” which meant, “I am going to look through this food box for a snack.” I had not eaten since our soup last night, and I was famished. Unfortunately, Count Olaf showed up with Esmé, who was holding poison ivy. They took our map and said we had to join them because they set the carnival on fire. Then Count Olaf pointed out the food box. “Grr!” I growled, which meant, “Chabo doesn’t share food!” Count Olaf said I had to come with him. “Grr,” I said doubtfully, which meant, “But you haven’t showered in eleven days.” Then Count Olaf picked me up! Oh, the bad memories! I had déjà vu of the time when Count Olaf picked me up at his house, and I could see the lice in his eyebrow. I remembered all those months ago, when Mr. Poe came to the beach and told us Mommy and Daddy had died in the fire. But then I remembered Mommy is still alive, and she might be in the mountains. When we got to the car, Count Olaf handed me his whip. He told me to gnaw it down so he can use it to tie a caravan to his car, but I am not so sure his car has that kind of pulling capacity. I am not even sure there is a hitch on the back. But I was really hungry, so I pretended the whip was a piece of beef jerky and gnawed it down. Count Olaf yelled at Violet and Klaus to hurry up, or he would leave without them. “Grr!” I growled frantically, which meant, “Please don’t leave me alone with Count Olaf!” I had to sit on Esmé’s lap, but thankfully Count Olaf is dating someone who showers regularly. Count Olaf made Violet and Klaus ride in the caravan behind his car. I thought riding in the trunk of Count Olaf’s car was bad, but riding in the actual car is worse. Hooky remembered he had a CD of pop music, and I had to listen to all the villains sing along with a horribly auto tuned lady. The villains, however, were not auto tuned, and they are very pitchy. After a few hours, Count Olaf talked into his magical talkie box to Violet and Klaus. Dairy, that no good dirty rotten Madame Lulu told Count Olaf who we are. Esmé took off my beard, and I cried and cried. I just want Mommy and Daddy and Violet and Klaus, and I don’t want to be in this car anymore. Count Olaf hung up the walkie-talkie and told Hugo, Colette, and Kevin to cut the rope to the caravan! [This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 12 of The Carnivorous Carnival.]
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Post by Dante on Dec 3, 2018 15:24:04 GMT -5
That plan to feed up the lions until they were no longer hungry actually isn't bad, though given the implication that they'd been starved then I'm not sure they could really eat enough. Wow, turns out the TCC cliffhanger works just as well from Sunny's perspective; though I'm not sure how you're going to manage a Chapter Thirteen from her perspective. The canon version is a microchapter.
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Post by Foxy on Dec 4, 2018 7:34:08 GMT -5
Dear Dairy,
Help.
To My Kind Editor,
Sneakitawc.
Love,
Sunny Baudelaire
[This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 13 of The Carnivorous Carnival.]
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Post by Dante on Dec 4, 2018 11:46:23 GMT -5
Okay, that's definitely the best way of handling it.
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Post by Foxy on Dec 5, 2018 9:39:18 GMT -5
Dear Reader,
No pinch.
Love,
Sunny Baudelaire
To Mommy –
When we met, you were happy, and I was hungry.
Now, I am hangry.
Dear Dairy,
Violet and Klaus’s caravan is no longer attached to Count Olaf’s car, which means they are getting farther and farther away from me. Now not only do I have to listen to horrible villains sing horrible songs with their horrible voices, but my brother and sister might be dead.
I cried as Esmé pinched me and Count Olaf complained. Then he threatened me, so I stopped crying. “No pinch,” I said to Esmé, which meant, “If you pinch me again, I am going to bite your stylish nails.”
Hooky said kidnapped children are never any fun. I feel betrayed! I thought we were friends. I mean, as good of friends as you can be with someone who works for your arch nemesis. Esmé started talking about what was in and what was out, and I was reminded of our time at 667 Dark Avenue, when Hooky had betrayed me again. I sighed and made a mental note that Hooky had two strikes.
Esmé tried to define a word for Hooky, but she defined it incorrectly. “Wrong def,” I said, which meant, “Apparently being intelligent is out.”
Count Olaf called Esmé “sweetheart,” which made me want to throw up. Count Olaf said I have to set tents up at the top of the mountain. I tried to remember where the bear dens were on the map. Maybe I could convince the bears to eat Count Olaf if we camped close enough to their hibernation grounds. I looked out the window and wondered where Viper was, and if he was coming to rescue me. Can a snake survive in the mountains? I don’t know.
Hooky said he likes to keep a deck of cards or a large rock with him to pass the time. I didn’t know he liked to bite hard things, too! Maybe this friendship will work out after all.
Esmé said money was the greater good. But I thought she already had a lot of money when she lived in the city. Esmé does not make any sense.
Once we got to the top of the mountain, Count Olaf gave me his keys and said to get everything out of the trunk and set up the tents. I thought about keying his car, but the paint was already rusting so badly it would not have made a difference.
I looked at the waterfall for a while because it was shiny, and I like shiny things. Then Count Olaf honked at me, and I brought him potato chips. Maybe if he eats junk food, he will become overweight, and the authorities will finally be able to capture him.
Count Olaf started talking about snow gnats, which are supposed to live in this area. “Nonat,” I said, which meant, “I haven’t heard any gnats talking.”
Count Olaf said I won’t run away because we can see everything from on top of this mountain. “Eureka,” I said, which meant, “You’re getting potato chip crumbs everywhere, and we don’t have a vacuum cleaner.” Then Esmé slammed the car door.
I dug holes in the ground with my teeth so I could set up the tent poles, and the ground was so cold I got a brain freeze.
I am worried about Violet and Klaus.
[This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 3 of The Slippery Slope.]
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Post by Dante on Dec 5, 2018 10:23:20 GMT -5
Sunny really wants to believe in Fernald, in a way she absolutely doesn't care to with Olaf, and that's rather charming; I feel we get a lot of insight into Sunny as a person, her attitude and interests, in this installment. Interesting; so we're only doing the Sunny chapters of TSS, and not the ones exclusive to Violet and Klaus? I suppose that's a precise approach, though it'll be a bit odd to have one book with a few fewer chapters. Then again, I imagine you'll do the same thing with Chapters 4-6 in TPP, now that I come to think of it, so it will actually work better than I first thought.
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Post by Foxy on Dec 6, 2018 8:05:55 GMT -5
I also skipped a chapter back in TRR when Klaus and Sunny were in the Reptile Room and Violet was breaking open Stefano's suitcase. When the chapters happen simultaneously, I feel it is appropriate to just write on the chapter or chapters Sunny is in. Hopefully no one feels too short-changed by me leaving out quite a few chapters in this installment.
Dear Dairy,
Do you know what happens when you prepare a gourmet meal for someone who has no taste, A.K.A. Count Olaf? Nothing good, that’s what.
I tried to sleep in the casserole dish, but my teeth chattered so loudly I couldn’t sleep one bit. Once the sun came up and it finally got warm enough to sleep, Count Olaf’s smelly foot kicked the cover off the dish and told me to wake up. He told me I was going to do the cooking and cleaning. “Plakna?” I asked, which meant, “Do you realize it is almost as cold as Siberia up here?”
Count Olaf insulted me. “Translo,” I said, which meant, “If we encounter a bear up here in the mountains, I am not going to be a mediator between you and him. I am just going to let him eat you.”
Then I realized Count Olaf cannot understand anything I say. “Sneakitawc,” I said, which meant, “In fact, I will encourage the bear to eat you.”
Count Olaf got mad. “Brummel,” I said, which meant, “You’re so skinny, you tried to take a shower and fell down the drain.” This joke was funny because it suggested Count Olaf actually showers.
Count Olaf ordered me to be quiet. “Busheney,” I said, which meant, “You’re so smelly, you make skunks smell good.”
I looked in the trunk, and all the food was frozen! Whose idea was it to stay on top of a mountain, anyway? Of all the villains who could be chasing us around everywhere trying to steal our fortune, I got stuck with this guy.
Then I head Esmé say they are burning down the headquarters. I gasped. If that is where Mommy is, I can’t let Count Olaf burn the headquarters down!
Count Olaf said he wears the same clothes for weeks at a time. Then he told me he wants a hot meal. “Unfeasi!” I cried, which meant, “Then you should have taken us to a four star hotel!” “Hygiene,” I added, which meant, “And you need some deodorant. Like, an entire stick of deodorant.” And even that may not cut it.
I prepared breakfast as I listened to Count Olaf and his associates say completely absurd things. Then Esmé came out wearing a dress which looked somewhat familiar, as if I had seen it one of the first days I was alive. Count Olaf interrupted my train of thought by asking me if I was done with breakfast. “Almost,” I replied, which meant, “I am beginning to feel like a character in a tedious fairy tale, only without a fairy godmother or handsome prince.
All the henchpeople came out of their tent, and I served breakfast. “Caffefredde, sorbet, toast tartar,” I said, announcing everything I had made, including raw toast.
But the only people who liked my food were the white faced women. Count Olaf took the blanket-tablecloth and flung the entire breakfast up into the air. I almost got hit by a fork! Then Count Olaf told Hooky to go catch Stricken Salmon.
“Sakesushi,” I said, which meant, “I hope the raw Stricken Salmon give you food poisoning.”
One of the white-faced women tried to defend me from Olaf, but then some really scary people showed up. There was a lady with a man’s voice and a man with no hair. He must be coming to replace the bald man who got eaten by a lion yesterday. He looked a lot like Count Olaf when he had shaved his head and wore a beard to fool Uncle Monty, and thinking of this made me miss Viper. Count Olaf appeared to be afraid of these people. The man said they burned down the V.F.D. headquarters.
“No!” I cried, which meant, “But that is where Mommy was!” I looked Baldy 2.0’s shoes and noticed his feet appeared to be the same size as Count Olaf’s. All the villains laughed and talked, and then the man said all the volunteers were already gone when they started to burn down the headquarters. At least Mommy escaped. I wonder where she is now.
The scary people gave Count Olaf the Snicket file and said Violet, Klaus, and I had page thirteen. “Surchmi,” I said, which meant, “I don’t even have pockets; where am I going to hide a piece of paper?”
Count Olaf told the scary people Violet and Klaus have the piece of paper, and he thinks they are dead.
The new bald man gave Esmé cigarettes, and she started smoking! It is not healthy for a baby to be around someone who is smoking. Then Count Olaf, Esmé, and the scary people, who seemed to be a few years older than Count Olaf, went into a tent to read the Snicket file. Esmé left her cigarette burning on the ground, where it could start a forest fire. I guess she has never heard of Smoky the Bear.
Hooky came back with a bunch of salmon and asked me how I was going to cook the fish, and I realized Esmé’s littering habits had come in handy. “Lox!” I said, which meant, “I guess Count Olaf won’t be getting food poisoning after all!”
[This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 6 of The Slippery Slope.]
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Post by Dante on Dec 6, 2018 16:08:16 GMT -5
I actually had either not noticed or forgotten about the skipped chapter in TRR, and if I'd taken that into account then your approach in TSS here would not have been something I'd have found remarkable. The fact that there are so few omissions, though, does highlight that the books are good at allowing Sunny to participate, even if she's rarely at the heart of either the conversations or the action.
I see that this chapter features a notable instance of Sunny's dialogue actually remaining fairly true to the spirit of the original, in her volley of insults aimed at Olaf; there was never much else she could be saying in that scene. The commentary on the overlap between the bald man, Olaf, Stephano, and the man with a beard but no hair somewhat illustrates the lack of physical description for characters in the series, if a major feature is whether or not they have hair on their head and if so where it happens to be. I get the impression you have some thoughts on the sinister duo's background and relationship with Olaf, too, so I'll look forward to more hints.
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Post by Foxy on Dec 7, 2018 7:49:36 GMT -5
The first time I wrote that chapter, I actually left out a bit of the dialogue because I could think of no other translation, but I was able to come up with something upon editing. It gets a lot more difficult in these last few books when Sunny is actually a part of the conversation and participates often to advance the story.
Dear Dairy,
As I smoked the salmon Hooky caught, I felt a little sad. I had not even gotten to speak with these poor creatures, and now I was cooking them. But a fish has to swim, and a baby has to eat, so I kept cooking. As I cooked, I made a huge smoke signal. I don’t believe what Count Olaf said about Violet and Klaus being dead.
Unfortunately, Count Olaf came out of the tent and made me extinguish my smoke signal. He threatened to throw me off the mountain… again. “Goo goo,” I said, pretending to be a helpless baby instead of answering Count Olaf.
The lady with the man’s voice wouldn’t let Count Olaf say any secrets in front of me, so Count Olaf said I have to blow all the potato chip crumbs out of his car. “Futil,” I said, which meant, “I tried to warn you that we don’t have a vacuum.” I sighed, thinking about how I would have to sleep in a fishy-smelling casserole dish tonight.
But then I saw someone signal back with a smoke signal of their own. I guessed it was Violet and Klaus, which made me think of something else. “Sibling,” I said, which meant, “Perhaps there is more to those two sinister people than meets the eye.”
[This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 9 of The Slippery Slope.]
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Post by Foxy on Dec 8, 2018 10:10:16 GMT -5
Dear Dairy,
While I was blowing the potato chip crumbs out of Count Olaf’s filthy automobile, I came up with a plan to wash out the fishy smell from the casserole dish. I will use the frigid snow from this mountain. You know, Dairy, I have to hand it to these villains. They are really roughing it up here without running water or an electrical hook-up.
As the sun started to set, I heard Violet’s voice coming from the waterfall. “Set!” I said, which meant, “Have you brought me a frozen chocolate covered banana?” I have been craving one all day. Then Violet pulled herself on top of the mountain. “Set!” I said again. Violet called my name. “Sssh!” I said, trying to keep Violet hidden from Count Olaf. She pulled herself on top of the mountain and gave me a big hug. I love my sister! I am so glad she is safe and she found me!
“Klaus?” I asked. Violet told me he was safe, too. “Set,” I said again. I really am craving chocolate. Then I saw someone who looked kind of like Duncan Quagmire. “Quagmire?” I asked, which meant, “Does this mean we get to have a triple wedding?” Maybe Hector can land the hot air mobile home on the mountain peak, and Violet can’t marry both Duncan and Quigley, so I will finally get a cute boy!
Violet introduced me to Quigley Quagmire. “Arigato,” I said, which meant, “You have chapstick on your cheek.”
Quigley asked if I signaled them. “Yep, Lox,” I said, which meant, “At the risk of not getting to give Count Olaf food poisoning, I did indeed signal you.”
Violet asked if I had been doing all the cooking. “Vaccurum,” I said, which meant, “Yes, and I had to pretend to be a leaf-blower after the villains ate potato chips messily in the car.”
Quigley said that was ridiculous, and I said, “Cinderella,” which meant, “Yes, but now I will finally get my handsome prince.” It was all worth it, Dairy.
Then Count Olaf asked where I was. “Hide,” I told Quigley and Violet, which meant, “No smooching under the car!”
Count Olaf and Esmé said I have to cook a fashionable dinner, but Esmé wouldn’t know fashionable if it bit her on the nose. Then the scary people who were older than Count Olaf showed up. They said something about a sugar bowl, and then they went away. “Coastkleer,” I told Violet and Quigley, which meant, “You can stop snuggling under the car now and come out.”
Violet asked me who the scary people were. “Unno Narsonist,” I murmured, which meant, “Based on their pyromaniac antics, shoe sizes, and outward appearances, I am guessing they are possibly related to Count Olaf.”’
Violet said they were going to take me down the waterfall. “Nogo,” I said, which meant, “Unless you have chocolate covered bananas, I am staying here.”
Violet asked me why I wouldn’t come. “Unasanc,” I said, which meant, “You don’t seem to have the proper baby-carrying materials.” She should have brought a large backpack or a long, thick piece of cloth to tie me to her back. “Olafile,” I added, which meant, “Count Olaf also says I have to file his nails tonight.” I am hoping he reveals some secrets to me. Everyone tends to tell their manicurist all their secrets.
Plus, we are supposed to be having a party tonight in celebration of False Spring. “Matahari,” I said, which meant, “I want to stay and dance.”
Violet did not want me to stay and do the cooking. “Lox,” I said, which meant, “I didn’t give Count Olaf food poisoning.” I am still being a good baby.
Violet asked what I would make for False Spring dinner, and I went to get my ingredients. “False spring rolls!” I told her. They are going to be delicious.
Violet said she was surprised I could carry the eggplant. “Suppertunity,” I said, which meant, “I have baby super powers.” I decided to save the eggplant for an opportune moment.
Violet was worried I was going to get caught. “Ga ga goo goo,” I said, which meant, “The villains don’t know I have baby super powers.”
Quigley came to his senses and realized it would not be safe to transport me down the frozen waterfall, but Violet said the Baudelaires should never be separated. “Separate Klaus,” I pointed out, which meant, “You left Klaus at the bottom of the waterfall with all the chocolate covered bananas.”
Violet said she wasn’t going to leave her baby sister on top of a mountain, and I realized something. “I’m not a baby,” I said. I can walk. I can cook. I can make fun of villains. I am not a baby anymore.
Violet popped one of Count Olaf’s tires, and the sound reminded me of Viper’s hissing. Then Count Olaf asked how dinner was coming. Violet and Quigley left, and I said, “Happy,” which meant, “I am happy for Violet and Quigley.” I am a sucker for romance.
[This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 10 of The Slippery Slope.]
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Post by Dante on Dec 8, 2018 12:56:07 GMT -5
Wow, TSS really rumbles along at an astonishing pace when it's just Sunny's chapters; and yet it's probably the best book for Sunny as a character, too, and this one of the best chapters for Sunny as a character. Plenty of funny alternative readings this time around; and even some heartfelt ones.
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Post by Foxy on Dec 9, 2018 12:37:56 GMT -5
Dear Dairy, I think I am going to open up a restaurant at the top of this mountain. Then Count Olaf will have to stop mooching off my cooking skills and start paying up! I prepared an entire platter of False Spring Rolls wrapped in spinach leaves and stuffed with mushrooms and water chestnuts, all of which are excellent sources of B vitamins. I served the False Spring Rolls, and every single villainous person took second helpings! Success! By the time Count Olaf told me I could sit at the table, the villains were done talking about anything useful and had moved on to the rather ridiculous topic of villainous laughter. “I think ‘Ha!’ is a plenty good laugh for a villain!” Count Olaf roared. “That’s why our parents made you sleep in the basement,” the woman with the man’s voice said. “Stupidity is a virus, and they had to keep you quarantined.” “Well, if you’re so good at evil laughter, what’s your idea?” Count Olaf asked. “Hmm,” Baldy 2.0 thought. “Teehee?” “I’ve got one, Boss,” Hooky said. “Giggle giggle!” “Or ‘Gaggle gaggle!’” Kevin said. “I’m pretty sure that’s a group of turtles,” Colette said, incorrectly. Maybe I should open up a school on top of this mountain along with my restaurant. “What about ‘Mwahahaha!’?” Esmé asked. “That’s pretty good, Esmé!” Count Olaf said. Then he glared at me. “What about you, Toothylaire? Don’t you have any good ideas?” I thought for a moment. “Har har hippopotamus!” I laughed as loudly as I could. “Hmm,” Esmé thought. “Perhaps a villainous laugh should be long and include random words. What do you think, Olaf?” “Maybe the baby isn’t as useless as I thought,” Olaf admitted. “I wish you had been this useful when you were a baby, Olaf,” the new bald man said. “Enough talk about laughter!” Count Olaf changed the subject. “I think it’s time for some False Spring dancing!” The scary people had brought some sort of portable music player, and while the music was not to my liking, I did enjoyed swaying back and forth to the rhythm. At some point far past my bed time, Hooky brought out a limbo pole, and I won! Of course, I am several feet shorter than all the villains, and my bones are still fairly soft, but a win is a win. I had such a fun time at the False Spring dance! Hugo even taught me how to salsa. I would rather not be hanging out with villains because they are a bad influence, but when on Mount Fraught, you might as well dance.
[This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 11 of The Slippery Slope.]
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Post by Uncle Algernon on Dec 9, 2018 13:16:22 GMT -5
Ah, so the Man with a Beard but no Hair knew Olaf as a child, then?
And I gotta say, perhaps you have a punchline in mind for it, but I am *not* digging the idea of said Man being clueless enough at villainy to suggest "Tee-hee" as an acceptable evil laugh. Isn't the entire point of the Sinister Duo that they are the actually fearsome and competent evil-doers?
Aside from that, all of this continues to be quite funny, of course.
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Post by Dante on Dec 9, 2018 15:32:45 GMT -5
What a charming intermission chapter. It's useful to have some context for where Olaf's villainous laughs in succeeding volumes come from. In the context of the canon scenes in TSS, I can well imagine the villains seeing nothing unfair about Sunny competing with them at limbo.
Regarding the sinister duo, these are the same two who talked openly of celebrating the burning of the V.F.D. headquarters with finger puppets; they're mostly serious, but they too have their moments.
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Post by Foxy on Dec 10, 2018 8:46:21 GMT -5
I didn't quite like the way I wrote that part. I think if I could change it, I would either attribute the line to Hugo or make the laugh "Cackle cackle." But the duo playing with finger puppets does give me a little bit of leeway, I guess. Dear Dairy, I got up early this morning, thankful Count Olaf had forgotten to have me file his grimy fingernails, and hid the eggplant in the casserole dish. Then the white-faced women came out and asked me what I was doing. “Aubergine,” I replied, which meant, “I am trying to learn what color an eggplant is.” It has been difficult trying to learn my colors without a helpful adult around. I thought back to the time I spent with Justice Strauss in her garden, when she taught me about vegetables and their colors. The white-faced women seemed discontent. I tried to cheer them up by acting like a helpless baby and saying “Goo goo ga–” but I got distracted when Count Olaf came out of his tent. He had washed his face!!! I thought I was going to die of shock. Oh, and Esmé was wearing a big ugly fire dress. Then Count Olaf said where the last safe place was. It is some place called the “Hotel Denouement.” Then Esmé saw Violet, Klaus, and Quigley sending a green smoke signal, and she decided she wanted the cigarettes at the bottom of the waterfall. Count Olaf told me to go down the waterfall and get them. “Yessir!” I said eagerly, which meant, “I don’t care if you washed your face, I can’t wait to get out of here!” I had fun at the party last night, but now it is time to go. But Esmé said I would steal the cigarettes, even though I have no interest in smoking cigarettes because I like my lungs fully functional. Esmé said she was going to ride one of the toboggans down the waterfall. “Drat!” I said, which meant, “I was hoping I would get to perform that thrill-seeking task!” But Count Olaf and Esmé said I had to take a nap and to get in my casserole dish. Since when did they become parents of the year? Instead of obeying Count Olaf and Esmé, I decided to play hide-and-seek with my new friend, Eggy. I let him count while he was in the casserole dish, and I hid under Count Olaf’s car, which was the only hiding place I could find. But Eggy is not a particularly good seeker, so after a long time of waiting for him to seek me, I really did take a nap. A few hours later, Violet’s voice woke me up. She, Klaus, Quigley, and Esmé were all at the top of the waterfall, and Violet was telling Count Olaf he had to give me to her because she knew where the sugar bowl was. I wonder what all the hubbub about this bowl is? You’d probably never be able to wash the sweet smell from it, so it wouldn’t be much good for storing anything tastier. Then you’d just be left with a sweet smelling bowl. Hey, wait a minute… [This section of The Sunny Baudelaire Diaries correlates with Chapter 12 of The Slippery Slope.]
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