Okay, Part 15 is done! WOOHOO! *dances*
And this means I've only got a few more chapters to go!
Enjoy!
Part 15
Edmund: Wow, these are really nice clothes!
Peter: Yeah they are, aren’t they?
Susan: They match wonderfully with my bow and horn.
Lucy: Yeah, same with my dagger and magic juice!
Peter: Not to mention it compliments my sword quite nicely.
Edmund: Hey, wait a minute…how come I didn’t get cool toys like that?
Susan: Oh, because we didn’t get them from Aslan.
Edmund: Well, who gave them to you, then?
Lucy: SANTA!
Edmund:…you’re joking, right?
Peter: No, we’re serious, Ed. We met Santa on our way here. He chased us in his sleigh and then gave us presents.
Edmund: *pauses*…PFFT HAHAHAHAHAHA! OH MAN Ah, that is a good one…You guys almost had me going there for a minute.
Susan: He actually went by Father Christmas, instead of Santa…
Peter: Identity crisis; you know how it goes.
Edmund: OH come on, you guys are still going on about it? Just admit you’re joking, this is getting ridiculous.
Lucy: He had pretty reindeer.
Edmund: Oh, and let me guess, Rudolph and Prancer we’re arguing about who had the shiniest coat?
Susan: No, that was Donner and Blitzen. Prancer and Rudolph were discussing the properties of matter and whether or not pigs could theoretically fly.
Peter: It was quite an argument. *nods*
Edmund: *cracks up laughing* Man, you guys are crazy!
Lucy: OH yeah? *pulls out bottle of magic juice* Look and see you yourself! *points to inscription on bottle*
Edmund: Hmm, lets see…’To Lucy, here’s some magical potion. It will cure any ailment or illness. Use it well! Love, Father Christmas (NOT SANTA!)’
Lucy: See?
Edmund: You guys could’ve written that on there for all I know!
Peter: Would you stop living in denial! You’re just jealous we met Santa.
Edmund: …I KNOW I AM! *runs away crying*
Susan: You sure know how to deal with him, don’t you? *storms off after Edmund*
Peter: *sigh*
Lucy: You can-
Peter: Don’t-even-say it.
*A few hours later*
Peter and Edmund: *riding horses out in the open with swords*
Peter: Okay Edmund, now I’m going to teach you to fight with a sword.
Edmund: *rides up next to him and swings sword, hitting Peter in the leg*
Peter: OW! What the heck?! I wasn’t even ready yet!
Edmund: Sorry. *pauses* On Guard! *hits again*
Peter: That’s it! *hits back*
Edmund and Peter: *sword fighting…kind of*
Susan: Peter! Ed! Come quick!
Peter: *turns and looks*
Edmund: *hits peter in the face with the flat side of his sword*
Peter: OW! Hey! Cheap shot!
Susan: GUYS! GET OVER HERE NOW! *grr scary grr*
Peter and Edmund: *quickly ride over to Susan*
Edmund: Whoa horsie!
Horsie: *angrily* My name is Philip.
Edmund: Philip? Well that’s an odd name for a horse.
Philip: *bucks*
Edmund: AH! *flies off*
Susan: Can you guys pay attention for one second!?
Peter: Sure we cou- Wow, look how shiny my sword is! Oh dear, is that a scratch-?
Susan: THE WHITE WITCH IS HERE!
Peter: *gasp*
Edmund: *gasp*
Audience members: *gasp*
Philip: *eats some grass* What?! *gasp*
Peter: Why didn’t you tell us before?!
Susan: …*walks away*
Peter: Hey, wait up!
*A few minutes later in the main camp*
Ginnabrik: All hail the beautiful, all powerful, majestic, cunning, extremely pale, Ben & Jerry’s loving, Cold hearted Queen of All Narnia, Jadis!
Army: BOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! *thumbs down*
Audience member #1: *throws popcorn*
Jadis: *ignores them*
Aslan and Pevensies: *wait for her at the top of the hill*
Jadis: Well Hello, Edmund. It’s so nice to see you again.
Edmund: *glares*
Jadis: Oh, what was that look for?
Edmund: *death glare*
Aslan: What are you doing here, Jadis?
Jadis: That’s Queen Jadis to you!
Aslan: *ROAR!!!!!!*
Jadis: Uh, Jadis will be fine.
Aslan: What are you doing here?
Jadis: You have a traitor in your midst Aslan.
Aslan: You think I don’t know that? I’m Aslan! He’s been forgiven!
Jadis: Ah, but there is a debt to be paid, and all traitors go to me automatically, otherwise the whole world will be destro-
Aslan: Don’t cite the deep magic to me, Ice Princess! I was there when it was written.
Jadis: Then give him back! I need somebody to shine my shoes and do my laundry! I accidentally turned my maid Bertha into a statue the other morning…
Aslan: We must talk. *turns around and walks into tent*
Jadis: *looks around* Okay. *walks into tent, too*
Everyone: *waits*
Everyone: *waits some more*
Peter: Hey Susan, want to play go fish?
Susan: Bite me.
Peter: Okay... How about you, Edmund?
Edmund: Sure, I’ll beat you just like I beat you earlier at sword fighting!
*After a little more waiting*
Edmund: HOW DID YOU BEAT ME FOUR TIMES ALREADY!?! We haven’t even been playing for ten minutes!
Peter:*shrug* It’s a gift.
Jadis: *emerges*
Aslan: *emerges* It is finished.
Jadis: So, you aren’t going to pull a fast one on me, are you?
Aslan: *ROARR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
Jadis: Okay then, bye! *runs away*
Ginnabrik: *waddles behind*
Peter: So is everything cool now?
Aslan: Yes, my son.
Edmund: Four times…FOUR TIMES?!? It’s impossible, I don’t understand…
Susan: Join the club.