Another, (yes, another!) fan-fic!!! except this one has a catch...

SusanTheGentleHornblower said:
HOLY CAMOLI!!! I never expected you to show up! and yes, you do, I mentioned it in an earlier So Who's on Now thread. But don't ruin it for everyone else.
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Yes, I can't believe I remembered it. :p
SusanTheGentleHornblower said:
I wrote some, but it's not enough to satisfy all of your expectations. So you'll have to wait longer.
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Nicki, our expectations are high. We expect great things from you. Do not fail us. ;):p
 
I just wanted to drop in and mention that you're doing really well, Nicki dear. I don't normally like fanfics (especially not ones where the main character's mind is entirely occupied with "OMG Peter is soooo cute!"), so this is a nice change for me. Keep up the good work. :)
 
Rhyanidd said:
WE'LL NEVER BE SATISIFIED!

*breathes* Glad I got that out of my system:p
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Then why do I bother posting? 0_o
SweetWaters said:
I just wanted to drop in and mention that you're doing really well, Nicki dear. I don't normally like fanfics (especially not ones where the main character's mind is entirely occupied with "OMG Peter is soooo cute!"), so this is a nice change for me. Keep up the good work. :)
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Thanks Grace! I hate that kind too. :p Or the, "Let's bring them to our time so they can fall in love with us!" that kills me most of the time:rolleyes:
 
Fine, I considered this a good bit, so here it is.
WARNING!!!: I am taking a break from the TDL. I do not know when I will be back. This is it for a while. Enjoy it while it lasts.

A little while later, Katriana was down in the kitchen again, this time marveling at its efficiency. Mrs. Beaver ran a tight schedule, and she did it well. The maids did their jobs like clockwork. Katriana began to sweat again. She wasn’t sure she could do this. She wasn’t used to this body yet, and even if she was, who knew if she would be clumsy or graceful!

Mrs. Beaver saw her and came waddling over. “Oh, good! You’re all cleaned up! Now, I need you to help out Alia with the potatoes, and then she’ll show you to the sewing room. It’s my favorite room in the whole castle, I must say!” twittered Mrs. Beaver as she pointed to another girl in front of a large pot.

Katriana walked over to the girl, not quite sure of what she should do. She was shocked when she saw that the girl was dark skinned. What was a Calormen doing here in Narnia? She recoiled, and the girl noticed. She smiled anyway, and said, “Hello, I’m Alia. You must be Katriana. Mrs. Beaver has been going on into what a fine seamstress she’s going to make you into. It’ll be nice to have someone my age working with me.” She kept on peeling potatoes as if she’d done it her whole life. She didn’t even look at her hands! “I usually don’t help in the kitchen, but there’s to be a large party here next week, and a couple of the cooks took ill, so they needed the extra hands. I’ll show you what we do after we get done here. There’s a knife over to your left,” said Alia as she motioned with her head. Katriana picked it up and looked back at Alia. The girl nodded, and Katriana picked up a potato. She watched closely to Alia’s hands as she peeled, and then started to peel hers. It was very awkward and slow going at first, but soon she had the hang of it, and felt more comfortable. They finished not too long afterwards, and after washing their hands, left the kitchen for the sewing room.

As they walked, Katriana became brave enough to ask a few questions.

“How long have you worked here?”

“Oh, only about half a year,” said Alia as they turned a corner. “But I like it very much. You will too. The kings and queens are wonderful.”

Katriana paused before her next question. “They are so young, yet they seem so…experienced. Did the lion give them that ability?”

Alia looked at Katriana as she answered, “Aslan, you mean? I don’t think he gave them that directly. I think they’ve just acquired that through their years of governing.”

Katriana toyed with this thought in her mind for a bit. “Are they always so nice?”

“Oh, yes! Well, Queen Susan is very particular about some things, so she can get…frustrated at times, but yes, they are always kind and understanding.” She said this as she opened a door that led to a large room filled with bolts of the finest clothe and sewing machines. There was a rack on one wall filled with hundreds of spools of different color threads, and there were mannequins with half-finished outfits in the corners. There were several windows, which let in plenty of light. There were a few other creatures in there; a faun, and older woman, and a badger.


Listening: Study Up on History, from Night at the Museum.
 
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