#I don't believe for a second that he'd be any more merciful to the player if he didn't think he'd get something from it

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Misery Loves Company-part 2

This is Count Olaf

Don't be tricked by his aura of menace or unhinged hatred...he doesn't have everything under control now that Lemony snicket is dead. Why? Oh that's a simple question to answer...that's because the newest player of his twisted game, Violet Snicket, is the best parts of her mother and father combined into one.

Olaf soon realizes that breaking the Baudelaire boy was simple...but his sisters...they're tricky. But Olaf has a plan to make both Klaus' brave and down for murder baby sister, Sunny and his bold, protective, and tough older half sister, Violet fear him just like their brother does.

As he pursues these orphans and a few others he becomes more and more unhinged and desperate to finally seek his full revenge on the children of the people who wronged him. And although he isnt the happiest about Violets addition to his little game since shes making the game a lot harder for him to win..he has a few plans for her that she would rather avoid at all costs.

Just as Klaus and sunny Baudelaire have recruited new help, so has he. Olaf also has a few tricks up his sleeve that he believes will guarantee him what hes sought after for so long. Revenge

The game isnt over...not in the least...the death of Lemony Snicket did not end this homicidal maniac's thirst for revenge and fortune...if you ask Olaf... it's only just begun. The stakes are higher. The danger is dire. And he doesnt play by the rules...

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Olaf was grinning from ear to ear at the "little gift" Esme had caught for him. He looked down at a struggling Violet who looked back at him with daggers. This made him chuckle a bit. *Did she think she was scary? Did she think that looking up at him with those innocent blue eyes was going to make him show her any mercy?* She's been as much of a pain in his ass as her father. But...soon that will change. He tried to hide his excitement from Esme. How amazing was it that she got him his favorite little orphan.

Ignoring his excitement of having Violet as his captive, He was annoyed that the blasted bookworm and biting brat escaped again but...he'd make little Miss Snicket pay for that.

Violet continued to struggle and argue as Esme slapped a piece of tape on her mouth making Olaf smile down at Violet even more. It was like Violet was a wrapped birthday gift. A toy... that he can play with...a toy that he can break. A toy that he *will* break.

As he looked at her, he could see both Beatrice and Lemony within her. He wanted to break her like they broke him. He wanted her to suffer like hes been suffering all these years that Lemony was happily raising this pretty little girl and Beatrice was happily raising those other two brats and living the married life with Bertrand. *these children will pay for the sins of their parents*. For Olaf killing Lemony wasnt enough. He wanted those fortunes and he wanted all three of these brats to suffer. He will obliterate both the Snicket and Baudelaire line once and for all*.

He looked down again as he and Esme continued to push Violet's gurney through the halls of the hospital. She twisted her head left and right, her eyes becoming desperate with each passing second. Olaf couldnt tell if she was trying to get the attention of a passerby or hospital staff or if she were looking for those two other bratty orphans.

*if the bookworm was as smart as he thought he was. He would take that baby sister of his and get the fuck out. Leave little Violet behind.* Olaf thought as he smiled a Grinch-like smile as an idea formed in his head. *they're a nuisance...when united... but separated...they wont stand a chance!*

He doubted that Violet was going to get out of *this* one but he had an idea that might help him in the future if she does somehow escape.

Violet looked up at Olaf's eyes but this time he could see that behind the cold demeanor...was a scared little girl...she tried her best to glare but he can see the fear behind her eyes. This made him smile again. *Maybe we can work out a deal....* he thought as he began to tie in both of his ideas.

As he and Esme pushed the gurney into room 922, Esme began tightly tying Violet's arms and legs to the gurney. Olaf walked over to Violet once Esme was done. "I hope they were worth all of this..." he hissed in a tone that sent chills even down Esme's spine.

Violet continued to struggle trying to say something but she couldn't since Esme had taped her mouth shut. So she continued to glare at Olaf and Esme.

Olaf leaned down closely to Violet's face to the point where she could smell his rancid breath. "You shouldve learned from your dear father...when you fuck up my schemes...you feel my fire." He said using an exaggerated tone on the word "fire", causing Violet to struggle even harder. It seemed like she wanted to punch him. "But don't worry....my sweet...precious...little...Violet," he began as he stroked her cheek. She tried to move her face away from his hand but she was unsuccessful. "I know how to handle delinquent little orphans....just ask the bookworm." He said laughing as he turned away and began to walk out of the room with Esme. "But for you, my sweet, your punishment will be vastly fucking different than the bookworm's...that's for sure." He called to her as he closed the hospital room door and turned to the Henchperson of Indeterminate  Gender. "Do not let any unauthorized personnel into this room. Do you understand me?!" He barked at his henchperson who nodded immediately going back to reading their book.

Olaf began to head back Towards Babs office when Esme finally spoke up. "What did you mean by 'but your punishment will be vastly fucking different than the bookworm's'?" Esme asked glaring at Olaf

"Dont worry about it," Olaf replied back. "It doesnt involve you,"

"Excuse me...if you think for one second that I'm going to let you..." she began.

"Let's go find the other two brats before they find your precious sugar bowl," he replied immediately changing the subject to one he knows she'll never shut up about.

"Those mini coke snatching bitches better not touch my damn sugar bowl," esme hissed. "Or I'll cut them up worse than you cut up the bookworm with a fucking umbrella!"

"'Atta girl," Olaf said snickering to himself. "One down...two to go."