A/N: Once I do write my actual fanfic, there might be some of the same portions, but abut different. Like same ideas, but more SOUE based. 😄
Also HOLY SHUCK THIS IS LONG WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME Winter_blue5

Chapter Two

I am filled with euphoria - a word which means "very happy, perhaps even to the point of exhilaration because this is one of the few moments when the Baudelaire children are truly happy" -  to say that Celia and Klaus' friendship would grow into something entirely unforeseen. The word here means "something very unexpected, at least to Klaus and Celia, but perhaps not to Violet." Over the course of the seemingly short months, the Baudelaire children and Celia visited each other very often and became very fond of one another. Celia loved to call the three the "Laire's" instead of calling them by their real last name, Baudelaire, because it reminded all of them of when they first met.

Violet loved to talk about engineering with the other girl, for Cel knew a thing or two about mechanical engineering from her parents. It is very nice to have another girl to talk to about a favorite subject, especially if you are a girl. Sunny liked Celia because the older girl was very good with babies, even babies with very sharp teeth. She always brought over raw carrots and other hard foods from her parents' lush garden and played with the baby as much as she could.

However, as I said before, Klaus Baudelaire was the closest to Celia Susan Lewis. They connected over their immense love for literature and the arts, and especially being in the Baudelaire's enormous library. They would climb the tall ladders that most private libraries have and drop down books (gently of course) of all different subjects from revolting reptiles to strange schools, from stolen sailboats to all sorts of musical and language arts. Cel was very astute and also deft musician, a phrase which here means "Celia could play piano and guitar well and was a phenomenal singer." She also was half fluent in Spanish, a language she taught herself, and sometimes broke out in foreign words. She wanted to learn a great deal many other instruments and languages, and Klaus wanted to help in any way he could. When a male is smitten with a female, he is willing to do almost anything for her. Smitten can be used two different ways. One, to be hit or struck down, related to the word "smite." The second definition, and the one I shall use, means "to be in love." I myself was once smitten with an amazing woman named Beatrice.

Klaus did not realize that he was falling in love, or smitten, with the charming and intelligent Celia, but he certainly was. Violet could sense it but did not make too much of it. The two loved to read and write together.

All in all, the Baudelaires' and Celia became the best of friend for the few months after they met. In fact, the girl became so close that in about a month, Celia was able to understand Sunny's shrieks and yells, a very difficult thing for most people in the world. The Baudelaire parents also became fond of the new neighbor girl. They did not once mention her parents, but the children did not notice. They were too occupied on being in each others' company. Those short months were filled with content and delight. This, I am sad to say, would not last.

The fateful day arrived when Celia rushed to the Baudelaire house, her unkempt braid swinging behind her and water filling her eyes. She reached the porch and knocked loudly on the big, beautiful wooden door she had entered so many times. She wiped the tears in her eyes before Klaus opened the door. The day was a fairly balmy one, and the children had planned to go to Briny Beach, even though there would be a lot of tourists.

"Hi Cel, how are yo-" He stopped when he saw her dark brown eyes fill up with tears again. Instead of saying anything, he felt himself pull her into a hug. He knew something was wrong but did not want to know what. Cel sank to the porch floor, and he followed her. Violet came carrying Sunny on her hip.

"Hey Ce-oh no!" When the older girl saw the two on the floor, Klaus hugging the crying Celia, she almost dropped Sunny like a hot potato, a phrase which means "dropping immediately as if one was given a burning hot object, for example, a potato." Instead of dropping the baby instantly, Violet gently placed Sunny next to Cel.

"Howhal?" Sunny asked. She meant, "What happened?" Celia took a deep breath, her glasses wet with tears. They would later be stained.

"I'm...I'm...go-going to b-boarding sch-school," she managed to stutter. Klaus, Violet, and Sunny were all appalled and incredulous, which means "to be very surprised and doubtful that what Celia had just said was true." The three children were stunned silent, but Klaus was the most aghast. I imagine he was thinking something like "She couldn't possibly move!" or "Why? Now?"

Cel took off her glasses and wiped her eyes once more. Klaus let go of the poor girl but continued to sit near her.

"I just found out this morning," she said dolefully, or "sadly," in her accent the children had grown to love. It was a very somber moment. This is a moment when one finds out that a close relative had died or when one's pet has died or almost any moment closely related to death. To the Baudelaire children, the moment was almost as close as the death of a close relative, which is something they would unfortunately experience a month and a half after their best friend had left to boarding school and on.

There was a silence.

Then Sunny said, "Maok." Cel smiled slightly. As I said above, she understood the baby's language.

"I'll miss you too, Sunny," she said. She hugged the little child, and Sunny gently bit Cel's hand. To some of you, this may seem ghastly, but it was Sunny's way of affection. She was a baby after all. Cel was in fact very flattered to have Sunny gently bite her, and she started to tear up again. Violet smiled sadly, and Klaus did the same.

"Do you want to go into our library one last time?" Klaus asked softly. Cel looked at him, and her eyes lit up. This was one of the moments that stood out to Klaus later on when he finally realized that he was in love with the girl. She nodded.

"I would love to!" she said with a cheerfulness that felt unseemly, a word which means "not appropriate for the moment." Violet forced herself to match the unseemly cheer.

"Let's go inside then!" She picked up Sunny and led the way to the library.

There are a great many moments when I find Violet with great courage whilst being quite stoic. For example, about two months later, Violet would make a grappling hook to try to rescue her baby sister even though it was quite risky and perilous. Another example was was when she made makes a lockpick to find evidence to accuse a very suspicious lab assistant.

However, when I list these brave moments, I always think of this one also. Even though Violet was not still trying to save Sunny  even though she was bleeding profusely onto her nightgown or creating a fire signal whilst on a boat in the middle of a lake full of angry leeches, this moment still stands out to me. It was a moment when she had to be brave and control her tears for the sake of her siblings and one of her best friends. She made up her mind to control her emotions to make sure that Celia would have the best last day in the Baudelaire mansion. And they did.

The four friends made complex paper airplanes that glided like birds (thanks to Violet), and made a delicious lunch  out of just raw carrots, other hard vegetables, and some pasta (thanks to Sunny). But Celia's favorite part of her last day was being in the library, reading up on different literature and musical instruments, thanks to her dear Klaus.

He spent as much time as he could with her on that last day.

The end of the very eventful day came all too soon. All four children were very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very very, very, very, very, very, very, very sad. I could fill up a whole page of very's to show how incredibly sad the children were. Their sadness would fill up even more, somehow, the next morning and on. 

"I promise to see you before I leave tomorrow morning," Celia promised.

"Alright," Violet said sorrowfully.

"Alright," Klaus said with a slight tear.

"Ahue," Sunny said with a frown. She meant, "Alright."

"I'll see you tomorrow," Cel said. She waved with a small smile and ran back across the street.

At that moment, it dawned on Klaus that he was in love with the girl. His first thought was that it was quite ironic. After all, it was the day before she was leaving, and he was not sure if he would ever see her again after the next morning. This indeed was very ironic.

Violet put a compassionate hand on her brother's shoulder.

"Let's go inside, Klaus. It's time for dinner," she said.

"Domansa," Sunny said, which meant "Don't be sad. She's coming back tomorrow." Klaus nodded slightly and followed his sisters back inside.

~

The next morning was extremely bleak for all four of the children. Celia, as promised, knocked on the Baudelaires' wooden door holding a small brown suitcase to bade farewell. Violet opened the door this time. She smiled.

"Hi Cel," she said. "How do you do?" Cel smiled then sighed.

"I don't want to leave," she said, looking down at her shoes. Her hair was not in a braid this morning, and instead let down so it flowed down and over her shoulders. Klaus came to the door. Celia looked up and smiled. The sight of her smile made him smile too. He was holding little Sunny.

"So...this is goodbye?" he said. Cel nodded unhappily, but then her face brightened.

"Here! I got each of you something to remember me by," she said. Klaus and Violet exchanged glances and grinned.

Getting a thoughtful gift from a best friend is one of the best feelings in the world, even if they are about to leave forever. Sunny clapped her hands together. Cel opened her suitcase on the floor and took out a small contraption wrapped with a ribbon. 

"Here," she said handing it to Violet.
Violet untied the ribbon's bow and examined the item.

Looking closely, it was a round pocket watch engraved with some horses and swirly designs. When she pressed the top, the lid of the watch flipped open to reveal a crystal clear clock that was ticking away. In this situation, "crystal clear" means "a very clean watch that did not have any fingerprint smudges or marks." Violet was very pleased with her new pocket watch.

"I was thinking," Cel said, "that you could keep it like that or invent something new. There're many gears and parts for you to use." She pointed to the back of the watch to indicate where the gears were. "Oh and the ribbon is for your hair. In case you ever need a new one." Violet hugged Celia.

"Thank you so much!" she said. "I'll use the ribbon and the watch whenever I can." Violet pocketed the ribbon and examined the pocket watch with great interest.

Celia grinned and bent down to retrieve a second gift. It was a packet of seeds and a hard plastic toy put together in a small bag. She handed the bag to Sunny, who took it excitedly.

"The seeds are carrot seeds so you can grow your own carrots when I'm gone, but you could also chew on them," she explained to the baby. "And the toy used to be mine, but you will use it more than me. It is very hard for your very sharp teeth."

Sunny gurgled a happy "Takyo!"

"You're very welcome," Cel smiled. Violet took Sunny from Klaus, so he would be able to receive his gift.

Celia bent down one last time and handed Klaus her most heartfelt present: a small brown notebook that had a strong string  and button to keep it shut. It was so small that he could put into his back pocket comfortably. He looked down at it and realized he had seen it before many times. 

"Wait, this is your's, Celia!" he said, confused. She nodded. It was the notebook that she always had with her and had written a great many notes about all the subjects she had researched with the Baudelaire children, mostly Klaus.

"I want you to keep it," she said. "It's only partly filled, and you could use a new notebook. Your other one is almost filled, to be honest." He nodded because she was right, his usual notebook had been filled to every last space. "It has a lot of the memories and research I've done with you three," she said to all three of the children. She turned back to Klaus, and he could see her tearing up again. She hugged him tightly. "I'm going to miss you the most," she whispered into his ear. He hugged her back, to afraid that he would cry if he said a word. She let him go and looked at the three with a smile. "I'll miss you, Laire's." Violet laughed at the last name mixup.

"We'll miss you three times as much," Violet said. Celia sighed and started to tear again. Klaus felt his eyesight get blurry too. He clutched his new notebook tightly.

"Klaus!" Celia said worriedly. "Please don't cry. It'll make me cry!" He laughed and tried to blink away the tears.

"You two are making me cry!" Violet added with a laugh.

"Tark!" Sunny agreed. Even though she was a baby, she had a small tears in her small eyes.

"Celia! Time to go!" Celia looked back at her house.

"Coming!" She turned back to the Baudelaire's, latched up her suitcase, and held it tightly in both hands. "I guess that's my cue to leave." The three children nodded. Klaus felt his heart sink to his stomach. This is a figurative phrase which is used to say "to be so sad that one feels like their heart has dropped straight down into a lower region like their stomach."

Celia felt this feeling too, as she waved goodbye and walked back towards her house. The Violet felt this feeling when she waved and watched her car drive away. Sunny felt it when she saw Celia looked back in the window of her car. The four children were terribly sad, a feeling, I am sorry to say, they would soon grow accustomed to.

Violet went back inside with Sunny, but Klaus stayed outside for a moment, staring at the place where Celia had stood. He looked down at the small notebook and flipped to the first page to see what notes she had written. Out fell a white paper, a letter. He picked it up, unfolded it, and started to read. It was written in Celia's messy but somehow neat handwriting:

Dear Klaus,
I hope that you read this letter and don't cry. Please don't. I don't want you to get this letter damaged because, knowing you, you will want to keep it as long as you can after I leave. I already miss your Klaus-like habits. (AN: dang it....Wattpad doesn't have the strikethrough feature. Welp this letter is less sad. Sorry :/)
I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you because your kindness. I mean, you did buy that ukulele for me, well more like for us, to learn. I will miss our times in your library and learning languages and instruments. You have learnt a lot of Spanish, and I am proud to say that I taught you! ¡Muy bien! (Klaus translated this to himself: "Very good!")
I don't really have much to say. Well, I have a lot to say, but I can't seem to get it all out. It's very difficult to write this for me, but I don't really know why. Maybe we have grown very fond of each other.  Me gusta leer y escribir contigo. (Klaus translated again: "I like to read and write with you.") You are one of the most amazing persons I have met and also probably know more jargon than anyone else in this world.
I hope that we can see each other again once I am done with boarding school or can come back for break. I also hope that this boarding school isn't like the books. Crossing my fingers!
Take care of your sisters for me, and keep on reading.
I shall miss you the most.
Love,
      C.S. Lewis
      Celia Cel Lewis

Klaus looked up from the letter with a slight smile. She had signed, "Love." He folded the letter back up and tucked it into the notebook, which he slid into his back pocket. Walking back into the library, he felt much better than he had before.

Even though Klaus Baudelaire felt much better and Violet and Sunny were not crying anymore, this sorrowful event was the first in their unfortunate lives.