Let's do some some crying before we start FTS RD GHJGJHJ WHY MONTY WHY DYGBJKIHU Ok I'm ready to start
Lilac refused to cry
don't worry we already cried for you/j
It was then that Mrs Poe stepped out of the kitchen to meet him at the front door, and caught sight of the group of shivering children standing behind him, still in costume, waiting to be granted permission to enter.
such great timing girlie just great
The woman stepped aside, but only to grab her camera from the shelf ontop of the coat rack, which she then used to snap a photograph of the kids without warning
what the fuck
but the eldest had instinctively held her arms out to block the others when she heard the camera shutter, which resulted in a few faces being obscured.
WHERE IS LILAC'S VACATION PLEASE I WANT HER TO LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER
It would be different if there were only say, three, or even six of them, but twelve orphans? Much too distracting!”
REFERENCE 🫵🏾🫵🏾🫵🏾
“Well,” Mrs Poe put her hands on her hips, “there’s no way I’m letting the orphans stay after being insulted like that!”
I CAN'T FIGHT BUT I'LL LEARN TODAY
Although the car was packed, it felt empty without Veronica in it.
ok we need a super power doctor to heal everything
How was she supposed to look after her siblings when she couldn’t even be trusted with their luggage?
PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON POOR LILAC
‘Well,’ Laurie thought to herself, ‘even if they are monsters then that’s okay, because maybe they’ll be like the creature in that book Klaus likes, and they just need somebody to be nice to them. After all, nobody gets to choose what makes up their DNA, and whether it gives them normal teeth or fangs, or skin or scales, or arms or wings, or ankles or-‘
she's far too sweet for this this isn't even her book!!!
Oo!” Solitude yelled, leaning forwards on Nick’s shoulders to try and grab one by its forked tongue.
BABBIT BABBIT IS COMING
What did I just say about questions?” Mr Poe sighed,
ITS ONE QUESTION YOU BALD BANKER BITCH
And Lilac and Laurie, please try not to look quite so gloomy.”
when I catch this mulching money MORON
the third-eldest Baudelaire to remove her hairband and tilt her head down so her long blonde hair hid her face from view
WHERE IS THEIR MANSION THAT ISN'T BURNT
Monty's description
you know what this isn't 'the doomed dozen' it's the delighted dozen where they say with Monty and Gustav and live happily ever after and all the stuff before gets cured and nothing bad happens
“But then he could say no,” Larry pointed out, not even lowering his voice.
oh Larry you loveable idiot
Larry literally jumped for joy, the propellors on his hat spinning with the movement
that fuck ass hat WHY DO I HATE IT SO MUCH
“Why thank you, I’m very pleased to hear that! As a herpetologist I love all sorts of snakes; squirmy and otherwise. And I’m guessing you like horses?”
NOOOO WH- wait a minute this is the delighted dozen where Monty doesn't die
it was the nicest drink Lil’ Linda could recall having in her whole life.
like I said before Linda is too old for this shit
Next, she took a few deep breaths, then returned, joining her siblings in the living room and, despite her best efforts not to, falling into a deep and much-needed sleep.
you know what we need? Murder lots of it I have a whole hit list so we can start
This chapter is just filled with Lilac angst and fuel my hatred for Mr Peter (I won't say is name right) which makes this another very lovely chapter
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