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Y/n L/n. She is a young 14-year-old girl who lost her family in an unfortunate fire. She remained alone with Count Olaf and his troupe, suffering through the loss of her family and the child abuse from her gu...
"Ah, we have finally arrived, children! Deemo... Dimmo... Dudy Damo... Democlay... Dimoclath... Dimclat... Demcaca... Dock." Mr. Poe attempted to pronounce, the four of us cringing at his pronunciation, each one worse than the last. Around us was a small town, the buildings' colors dull. You could smell the water along with the food from stores.
"It's pronounced Damocles." Vi corrected.
"Well, it's no time to learn things. We have already started a banking day. I'm sure you will have a fun adventure with your new guardian. You know you can always rely on Mulctuary Money Management. Now excuse me, I will leave you alone in this deserted dock to wait for your taxi to take you to your Aunt Josephine's house. She said she couldn't come to the dock, and it didn't seem polite to ask why. I know you children had a terrifying time with that Count... What's his name?" Mr. Poe rambled.
"Olaf," Klaus answered.
"Ah, Olaf. Who knows where he came from?" he joked.
"You are the one who put us in his care, even though we told you repeatedly what he did." I retorted.
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call it care, but things might just turn around, children." Mr. Poe declared, holding up a bag with red and white stripes.
"Peppermints! Delicious peppermints! My second favorite candy when I was a boy," he exclaimed excitedly, handing us the bag. "You can eat them in the taxi! Here is some money that should just about cover it! Cheers, children!" He coughed as he walked back onto the boat, waving goodbye to us.
