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In Stories like these, you would most likely think the Baudelaires were off to a competent and great guardian that would do everything in their power to protect the Baudelaires, that they would live in a nice white and luxurious mansion, had a interesting place and The Baudelaires would have adventures.

Getting forced to dig holes all day in the hot sun wouldn’t be one of those adventures, neither would having a prison camp as your home.

 The Baudelaires sat in the white bus on one side, looking at the hot sun and the mounds of holes everywhere.

”Don’t worry children, the place you’re going is Camp Green lake, not only would you be in a nice and cool camp, but you’ll have a lake to swim in too! How fun is that” Mr. Poe said with a grin on his face, trying to lighten up the quiet mood in the bus.

Inside, if you haven’t see what Camp Green Lake looked like, you might think there was a big lake. You would be wrong, this was a misnomer, a word which here means “A Dry and Hot Prison Camp that isn’t a Camp with a big lake”

The whole ride went on for who knows how long, it was hot, boring and tedious, a word here which means “hot, boring and long”

Suddenly, the bus came to a stop, “We’re Here!” Mr. Poe said, The place was… not what they were expecting.. At least in Mr. Poe’s case.

For starters, There was no lake to be found in a hot desert, there were boys in orange jumpsuits roaming around and there were tents. And most of the boys looked dirty and carried shovels.

The Sun shined on them so hard that Violet took off her jacket, Klaus took off his vest, and Sunny rolled up her sleeves.

“Now your guardian is supposed to be someone by the name of… Mr. Seville? *cough*” Mr. Poe said, then coughed into his handkerchief.

Mr. Poe then walked them to a small building that had a sign that read “YOU ARE ENTERING GREEN LAKE” and other stuff The Baudelaires couldn’t be bothered to read, well in Sunny’s case, too bothered to look at. They were already hot from the sun, bored and tired from the 8 hour long bus(They wondered how Mr. Poe kept his energy up when they got out) and could barely walk for a few minutes after sitting down for 8 hours.

Inside, it was cool and refreshing, there sat a man in the office chair wearing a cowboy hat and had light brown hair. He didn’t say anything when the Baudelaires arrived.

“Good Afternoon! I’m dropping these kids off to..” Mr. Poe looked at the Paper, “Mr. Seville?”

“That’s me.” The man said, then put his feet onto the desk. “Call me Mr. Sir” The Baudelaires wondered if this man was gonna be like Sir, or if he was actually Sir’s brother. The children wanted to know if he was Sir’s brother, mostly cause of the name similarity.

Mr. Poe gave the Man the papers to sign.

”Bad-a-laur, Correct?” 
“It’s actually Baudelaire-“ Klaus interrupted 

”When I’m asking you somethin’, you speak when you’re spoken too!” Mr. Sir suddenly snapped 

Klaus then stepped back a little.

“Well, Children, I’m off! Bye-Bye! If you have any problems, which I’m sure you won’t have, you can call me back at Mulctuary Money Management!” Mr. Poe walked back to the bus, leaving the children with Mr. Sir.

”You Two,” Mr. Sir pointed to Sunny and Violet, As he gave them 4 sets jumpsuits, 2 each for the 2 of them, white sneakers, socks, a empty canteen made of heavy plastic and 1 towel each. “You can change in the showers. You,” He pointed to Klaus. “Change here.”

Sunny and Violet shared their goodbyes with Klaus before making their way to the camps and leaving Klaus to be embarrassed changing in front of Mr. Sir.

Mr. Sir then gave Klaus a 2 sets of orange jumpsuits that looked like something from prison, which would make sense since this was a prison camp. Yellow socks, white sneakers and a heavy plastic made empty canteen.

Mr. Sir had told Klaus that one of the jumpsuits was for relaxation, while the other was for work and that he could switch anytime one was dirty, Laundry was done done every 3 days, and the other jumpsuit would become his work clothes if the other set was dirty. At least he and his siblings wouldn’t worry about having to be in dirty jumpsuits every day.

”You are to dig one hole everyday, Weekends included. Each hole must be five feet deep, and five feet across every direction. Your shovel is your measuring stick, and Breakfast is served at 4:30, But you probably never woke up early.”

Klaus thought back to the time he and his siblings were at that Awful Lumber mill. 

Mr. Sir then went on to tell him they woke up early to avoid the hottest part of the day, but that didn’t make sense as when they just came out from the bus, it was as hot as the sun. 
Mr. Sir then added that No one will babysit Klaus and his siblings, which already would have made sense as they were old enough to watch themselves(Sunny is probably an exception) 

“If you dig up anything interesting, you are to report to me, or any other counselor, then you’ll get the day off. When you finish digging your holes, the rest of the day is yours, Understood?”

Klaus Nodded.

”Good, Because this ain’t the Girl Scouts.”

Mr. Sir then checked the Baudelaires Suitcases they left on the floor, then decided they can keep it.

Violet, holding Sunny’s hand, came out wearing the Jumpsuits Mr. Sir had provided for them.

”Good, All of you are here, now come with me.”

With that, Mr. Sir lend them outside, into the blazing sun.

“This ain’t the Girl Scouts, ain’t it?” Mr. Sir said.

Violet and Sunny looked confused, they were both girls.

”Now just cause I’m your guardian, don’t mean you get special privileges, am I clear? The only privilege you’ll get is you don’t gotta dig today.”

”Dwihtodit?” Said Sunny, which was “Do I have to dig too?”

”All three of you dig tomorrow.”

”But…” 

“Am I clear?”

Violet and Klaus wanted to argue that Sunny was still a baby and she couldn’t dig, but it hadn’t been a problem for her in that Miserable Lumber-mill where she was forced to bite through wood, which was arguably worse then digging holes.

“Oh, and I forgot to mention, your tents are D-tent and C-tent”

For Violet and Sunny, it would have been really awkward if you were the only girls(Toddler in Sunny’s case) in an all boys camp, much more in all 3 Baudelaires if you didn’t commit a crime but you were still sent there, much like a certain boy with his last name as his first name backwards. 

“At first, I was gonna put you all into 3 different tents, but one of you is a baby”

”Todd!” Said Sunny, which meant “Toddler!”

Some of the teens who were digging holes looked at the Baudelaires crazy, in a way that said “Who are these strange people, and why is there a baby?!” But Mr. Sir gave a look that said “Mind your business and dig your hole!”

Klaus had D-tent, Violet and Sunny had gotten C-tent.

Violet and Sunny were embarrassed because of how awkward it would have been if 2 girls were in an all boys camp, which was happening right now.

The boys in C-tent were loud, unpleasant and obnoxious, a word here which means “extremely unpleasant”

Violet and Sunny were gonna have a rough time.

Klaus had been assigned to D-tent,

He was worried, because in this camp, there were juveniles running around, or in this case, juvenile diggers digging holes and near him.

”Why Hello there!” A skinny man with a cowboy hat and a badly sunburned nose said. “I’m sure you know me, my name is Dr. Pendanski, my name is easy to remember, Pen, dance, key.”

”..Hi” Klaus replied, uneasy if this guy was actually really nice as Uncle Monty.

”I have faith in you, Klaus, I know you are a good person and can change for the better!” Mr. Pendanski must have not been informed, because Klaus didn’t really do anything that got him sent to jail, unless if you can count the ‘Incident’ back at Lucky Smells Lumbermill.

Suddenly a trio of boys came to the camp, shovels in their hand and looked dirty, not that dirty that you looked like a mess that needed a required bath, No exceptions.

”Alan! Theodore! And Rex! Why don’t you introduce yourself to Klaus?”

“My name’s Squid, and this is Armpit, and that’s X-ray.” The Brunet spoke up

Klaus wondered in his head Who would wanna be named Arm-pit? This is making me uncomfortable.. 

Klaus was arguably gonna have a rough time also.

“Hmm..?” Violet and Sunny’s Counselor looked at them and thought This is a boy’s juvenile camp, why are these 2 lovely girls here in this camp for rough and rowdy boys? 

Violet carried Sunny in her arm, staring at the counselor’s bald head. She almost wondered if this was the Bald Henchman but quickly got her mind out of the gutter, a phrase which here means “Stop thinking it’s Count Olaf’s associates”

The Counselor had a medium sized black-ish brown beard and Bleak Chestnut colored eyes.

”You are to call me Mr. Southson, your bed is right there, and you won’t get any special treatment from me, Girls, got that?” Mr. Southson spoke in an extremely Southern accent.

Violet and Sunny nodded, this man’s presence was scary and overwhelming.

”Good, now sit on your bed like Good girls while the boys come back, Tomorrow, you’ll be digging, got that?”

Violet and Sunny nodded again.

Mr. Southson then left the tent.

”Idilitig!” Said Sunny, which was “I don’t like that guy or this place!” 

“I know, Sunny, but let’s look on the bright side, Maybe they have something for you to chew on.” Violet never thought she would be optimistic, maybe it was from Phil.

”Mathasfytiw!” Sunny said, which meant “And Maybe they have something you can invent with!” Sunny also thought she never be optimistic, but maybe it was from Phil.

”Maybe they have Something Klaus could read..” Violet said, but she heard the tent flap and saw a group of boys, all rough and dirty looking.

Boy, this was gonna be a rough day.

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Mr. Southson had told the boys that that a new member was coming, not 2 members.
The boys had various reactions and thoughts to Violet and Sunny being the new member.

“Mr. Southson? Are those your Daughters?” One boy pointed to Violet and Sunny, He looked geeky and had on a dirty red, white and dark purple bandana around his head.

“Idiot!” Another boy slapped the bandana boy, He was Asian and had messy hair, and he had a white cap on. “Mr. Southson obviously doesn’t have kids!”

”All!” Said Sunny, which meant “All of you are incompetent!” 

“It’s time we finally started getting hot chicks!” Said a Spikey sandy haired boy grossly.

There were a bunch of questions, gross and uncomfortable ones included.

Violet and Sunny almost wished they were back at the Mill, Atleast the grownups there weren’t immature, besides, they missed Phil and Charles. And the boys were boisterous, a word which here means rowdy, loud and unpleasant.

Most people around the world know how it is to be the New Kid, the one who is new to everything and was clueless about how things worked around here.

That was how Klaus felt.

Even if he actually committed a crime and got sent here, which he would never, under his own control, do.

”This is Stanley” Mr. Pendanski said while pointing to a boy with a red cap, and bushy cinnamon hair. 

“That is Theodore!” Mr. Pendanski said while pointing to the boy that reminded him to call him “Armpit”, Klaus still had no idea if he was forced into that name and eventually got used to it or he self-proclaimed himself the nickname and everybody got used to it.

A springy curled hair boy looked at Klaus, expression remaining neutral.

Something had felt familiar about this boy.

A few days before the Baudelaires came

Magnet had ‘found’ a newspaper right on Pendanski’s chair,

it was an article about a Lumber-mill back in Paltryville.

Normally People, especially Juveniles in prison camp, wouldn’t be interested in some newspaper they found in a random place(a chair in this case)

But there was a part that got Magnet’s eye.

”Hey Guys! Look what I found on Mom’s Chair!” Magnet yelled back to the camp, most looked up from what they were doing(which was basically nothing.) 

The D-tent members looked at the Newspaper, seemingly uninterested until they got to the part about an employee’s leg getting smashed by a boy, and a large, thick and sharp saw that killed a Georgina Orwell, a doctor(hypnotist) resident in Paltryville.

There was a small picture(somehow) of the boy, although very blurry, he was the one operating the machine that smashed the Employee’s leg.

Flashback over

Finally, the introductions were over, and surprisingly was fast, it was already Dinner-time.

Klaus walked in last, he already hated every second of this prison and wasn’t enjoying it, however, he was too polite to complain, especially since he faced worst.

The day was almost over, and tomorrow he and his siblings would have to dig their first hole tomorrow, something he was dreading.

But a certain, no-good, fortune-wanting, shiny eyed, homicidal man was near, plotting as to where the orphans might be.

“So Klaus, what are you in for?” X-ray said.

Klaus stayed quiet, this camp kept reminding him of the Miserable Lumber-mill, all he wanted to do was to read a book and be with his sisters.

Speaking of books, if you have ever been to Camp Green-lake, you would know the ‘library’ is just a bunch of shovels and no books to be found unless one of the juveniles had brought a book with them. Which you and I know that would be somewhat unlikely unless they had a hobby for reading after digging.

Klaus, Sunny and Violet hadn’t gotten a tour, Tomorrow would be their first time digging.

“For…” Klaus started, then stopped at the beginning, he was here for a completely different reason other than doing something Illegal, which wouldn’t be like Klaus at all.

”Spit it out man!” Squid yelled, a phrase which is not actually spitting something out, but forcing someone to say something if they take a long time. For instance, if you kept from saying something important, I might say. “Spit it out!”

”I didn’t do anything!” Klaus blurted out.

”That’s a lie, man, you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t do nothin’” X-ray said, Klaus was telling the truth and wouldn’t lie about him not doing any crimes when he was in a Dry-camp where Juveniles have to dig to build characters. “Say, why don’t you hand over your some of your food? You didn’t dig a hole today.’” X-ray added, Klaus obediently nodded, then gave him his dry and tasteless food. Or maybe it had flavor, he wasn’t hungry one bit.

Klaus walked to a door with the sign WRECK ROOM. Normally, a rec room would be called a rec room, this would probably be a misspelling but no one had cared enough to redo it.

But when Klaus walked inside, the WRECK in WRECK ROOM was literal, everything was broken. And somehow, nobody cared enough to yell “Stop Children! You’re making a mess in this whole room” but perhaps this was so the Juveniles could act crazy without being told off and yelled for it.

At least Violet(without Sunny) was here.

When Violet stepped inside the rec room, she thought of how to fix everything in this room.

No one had turned to look at her when she entered the room, this was a great thing however, perhaps they thought she was a boy with longer hair then the acceptable amount, and had feminine facial features. 

You probably are wondering “Where is Sunny?” She had decided to stay with the boys at the dinner table and was currently biting the table and leaving table marks while biting some of the boys.

If anyone knew Violet very well, they could tell she was thinking of inventing something when she had her hair tied with a ribbon.

When she put her hand into her pocket to search for a ribbon, she didn’t expect to find anything.

Maybe Mr. Sir had a small, limited, 20 second soft spot.

Violet found lots of things in her big, orange p

Red, orange, white and 1 bright pink(yuck) ribbons.

Some Bobby pins.

And a small unknown metal block.

‘This might have been a coincidence’ She thought, ‘but maybe I could have a use for these!’

Klaus appeared at the right time, “Violet!” He said Happily, then ran to hug her. Violet returned the hug, she missed her brother deeply. 

You might have been wondering ‘When will Count Olaf appear?’ 
Truth is, he is extremely near, you might think that count Olaf couldn’t drive 8 hours to a Juvenile camp, you would be right, but he can disguise himself and people with the exception of the Baudelaires, and some others, would fall for it.

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Mr. Pendanski came into the Tent, grinning ear to ear.

”Guess what, Kids?” Mr. Pendanski said.

Most of the boys groaned, but got up to hear.

”We are having a new counselor! He is also a counselor for C-tent!” Mr. Pendanski was visibly excited, and sat the group into a circle. 

“Now you’ll have 2 counselors to take care of you, how fun is that?”

“Mom, we already have you, and that’s enough.” Zigzag said, clearly not excited, they would soon have to dig holes and worry about the new counselor.

Klaus on the other hand, was nervous about having to dig his first hole and worry if the new counselor was good or bad, clearly this counselor was nice to everybody but one person. Zero, Klaus hadn’t talk to him yet, but it was unfair that he got treated badly while everyone else was treated fair.

Everybody began to go out to eat breakfast and dig their holes, Klaus followed last.

Count Olaf Mr. Dupeson stepped out the white bus, walking straight to Mr. Sir’s office.

”Who are you?” Mr. Sir responded to the Man coming in, wearing a white loose button up shirt, grayish brown pants and cowboy shoes, and a big cowboy on his head.

”My name is…” The man stopped for a moment, “Mr. Dupeson”

”I didn’t get a letter about ya” Mr. Sir responded.

Mr. Dupeson then gave a forged letter, a word which here means “A Very Fake Document”, Normally no one would instantly believe this was real, but Mr. Sir had no time to check if this document was real or fake.

”Oh? So you’re suppose to be a 2nd Counselor for D-tent and C-tent?” Mr. Sir asked, Oblivious that this was a disguise.

Mr. Dupeson nodded, grinning happily as if he wasn’t plotting a plan to deceive everyone.

“Kay, Gotta warn ya though, them kids are juveniles.” Mr. Sir said.

”Very Well, I’m sure I could handle it.” Mr. Dupeson then left the office, and Mr. Sir continued back to what he was doing.

Mr. Sir yelled back, “And D-tent is that way, C- tent is next to it!”

It was 4:30, Usually this would be too early for a kid to wake up unless they were going somewhere early, or in this case, to avoid the hottest part of the day. 

Boys(and 2 girls) were walking to the shovel area labeled ‘Library’ as you already know, Klaus, Violet and Sunny didn’t get a tour to this whole camp, they were wondering why everyone was going to the ‘Library’ as if they gonna use a book to dig instead of shovels.

The Baudelaires were miserable, Klaus was dealing with a scratchy cot, loud boys and a fake-nice counselor, Violet and Sunny were dealing with loud and boisterous boys, and a mean and mysterious counselor.

Klaus spotted the two girls walking miserably to the ‘Library’ 

As the children got their shovels together, they parted their ways to the other tent grounds.

Klaus somehow wasn’t struggling with digging his hole, but ached a little due to the digging

”First hole’s the hardest” Stanley told him while digging up and throwing more dirt onto the pit he made.

Klaus just nodded while digging up a bit of his hole, he felt miserable, hot and sweaty, he then wondered how his sisters felt.

He stopped for a moment to see how the others were doing, the same kid that Pendanski bullied had dug his hole fast and w was impressed by this kid, short and small, can dig a hole fast.

The rest of the morning went on quiet with the exception of holes being dug, and some unknown sounds out in the blistering, a word here which means “So hot you might faint from it!” heat.

Violet dug her hole, somehow it only ached her a bit, perhaps it was from the Lumber-mill and how she gain strength from that.

Sunny was beside her, Mr. Sir had made one tiny exception that Sunny could have a small shovel instead of the usual metal shovel for the teenagers.

It was somehow a quiet morning, with the exceptions of the sounds of desert nature, shovels digging, and Sunny’s teeth.

Violet wondered a way to make the sun not shine on her or Sunny. And tied her hair up with a ribbon.

Somehow, time passed quickly. Most of the boys, with the exception of a quiet boy, have spat in their holes, Violet and Sunny included.

”We have a new counselor.” Mr. Southson said.

“Noo!” The boy with the dirty red, white and dark purple bandana yelled.

”Relax,” Mr. Southson said calmly. “He is also a counselor for D-tent.”

”How can you be a counselor for 2 tents?” Another boy questioningly yelled.

’That’s a great question’ Violet said in her head, as she remained quiet with Sunny next to her.

Mr. Southson said nothing as he went inside the tent flap, the other boys began talking. 

“Who do you think it will be?”

”How am I suppose to know that, bozo?” 

“Who you calling a bozo?”

”You, obviously”

”Guys, we’re talking about who is the other counselor!” 

Mr. Southson then came back, with a man next to him.

Violet and Sunny recognized his shiny eyes, scraggly long eyebrow, and his covered up Eye tattoo on his ankle.

They knew who that really was behind the disguise.

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“Cwout Owla!” Said Sunny, which meant “Count Olaf! You’re not fooling Me or Violet!”

“Please excuse the 2 girls, they’re still sour about going to a boy’s prison in-stead a girl’s!”

Mr. Southson laughed it off as if it were a humorous joke, which in truth wasn’t really funny.

One of the boys looked over to Violet and Sunny and realized these weren’t prissy girls. And somehow, there was something fishy about this counselor, why would they need 2 counselors for 6 boys?

“Hello there, Boyz and Girlz!” Mr. Dupeson said in a fake accent. “My name’s Mister Dupeson and imma be your counselor for this tent, and D-tent! So you may see me at the other tent sometimes!”

A boy raised his hand, “I got a question, why do you need to be in 2 tents instead of one?”

Mr. Dupeson ignored him.

“It’s rude to ask ‘bout people’s personal reasoning!” Mr. Southson reprimanded the boy.

”Anyways, I’ll get y’all’s names later, bye-bye orphans..” Mr. Dupeson muttered the last word, he was close to Violet and Sunny so he muttered that word close enough for them to hear.

”Ah, what a good man!” Mr. Southson said. This would be wrong as you know, Count Olaf wasn’t a good man, he was more so a wicked man with the intention of stealing orphans fortune but failing to do so.

All of D-tent’s members were at the tent, there was nothing to do at the wreck room unless you found a basically broken room amusing, a word which here means “Finding broken things entertaining.” 

Klaus laid on his bed, with nothing to do.

As you know, Klaus loved to read, but Camp Green lake had no books. The only books available was the magazines found in a counselor’s chair or Mr. Sir’s office.

Mr. Pendanski came into the tent, with another person beside him.

”Guys, meet Mr. Dupeson!” Mr. Pendanski happily said, maybe it was so he wouldn’t have to do most of the work alone.

”Hello, My name is Mr. Dupeson! And imma be your Half-time counselor for this tent, you may also see me at C-tent, that’s cause I’m one Counselor for two tents!” Mr. Dupeson introduced himself happily as if he was just a normal counselor without any intention to steal a trio of children’s fortune while fooling every adult(and child) around him.

“Mom, I gotta question, why do we need another counselor? We already got you!” X-ray asked.

”Well, Rex, that’s a good question!” Pendanski responded, he was easily fooled by Mr. Dupeson’s Disguise, as was every counselor in this unfortunate series.

”Anyways! Why don’t I introduce you to our members of the tent?” Mr. Pendanski had no clue this was an evil person, and he was informed a while ago after the Baudelaires came that ‘Mr. Sir was taking care of them’ and that he was suppose to protect them from someone named ‘Count Olaf’ or was it Count Omar?

”This is Stanley,” Mr. Pendanski pointed to the boy with Curly hair, and a red cap.

”Why Nice to meet you! Stanley!” Mr. Dupeson politely greeted.

”This is our Newest Member, Klaus! Say Hi Klaus!” Mr. Pendanski pointed to the Glasses-wearing boy.

”Hi-“ Klaus was about to say, but he stopped just in time to realize this wasn’t an average counselor. He had a long, scraggly eyebrow, shiny and hungry eyes looking at him, and a covered by a sock eye tattoo.

“Klaus, it isn’t nice to stop after saying Hi!” Mr. Pendanski gently scolded.

”But that’s-“ Klaus then got interrupted.

”No Buts, Klaus, I’m sorry Mr. Dupeson, I don’t know what’s gotten into him!” Mr. Pendanski apologized.

”No Worries, Mr. Pendanski, I’m sure I understand Klaus just well“ Mr. Dupeson said the last 2 words with a snarl in his voice. Normally, This would be a sign that this wasn’t a good person and that he should be kicked out immediately, Mr. Sir or Mr. Pendanski were too dim-witted to see that.

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Dear Readers, Im so sorry for not updating for 9 months, I lost motivation in the middle of this, and I even lost interest in Holes and ASOUE.

I apologize if you waited for a chapter, i dont know if I can continue this if I’m not interested in the fandoms in this fic. I might come back to it if (by some miracle) I get interested in ASOUE and Holes again.

signing off, paylynn.

(Also anonizing this until further notice.)