Part 17! 7 months late...
It has taken me much longer than planned, and I apologize for that, but here is part 17, in all its glory (I hope...)
Part 17
*dramatic music starts playing*
Peter: *Scans horizon* Hmmm…
*hundreds of thousands of evil creatures are lined up on the horizon. And I mean the WHOLE horizon.*
Edmund: Wow. The White Witch has quite a large army.
General Oreius: So? Numbers do not win battles.
Peter: No…but I bet they help…
Oreius: Well sorrry Mr. Pessimist. Here I am just trying to be positive, and you have to go burst everyone’s bubbl-
Peter: Sorry! I didn’t mean to be pessimistic, I’m just saying-
Edmund: Knock it off, you two. We have a battle to fight.
Peter: True…hey, I just noticed something… where’s Susan and Lucy? I haven’t seen them since yesterday…
General Oreius: Actually, neither have I…I saw them following Aslan into the forest, but I figured since they were with Aslan they’d be alright…
Everyone: …
General Oreius: What?
Everyone: …
General Oreius: Why are you all looking at me like that?
*At the Stone Table*
Susan: *wakes up*
Lucy: *also wakes up*
Susan: *yawn* Hey?! Where’s Aslan???
Aslan: *Not there*
Lucy: What?? He was right here!
Susan: We have to look for him! Somebody must’ve taken him, but they couldn’t have gone far!
Lucy and Susan: *quickly jump off the stone table and begin to head towards the forest*
A Bright flash, loud crack and earth tremor: *occur*
Lucy: What?? *turns around*
Susan: *turns around and is blinded by the newly created light* Where did the sun come from???
Aslan: *appears* Hello, children.
Susan and Lucy: ASLAN!!!! *glomptacklehug* You’re alive!
Aslan: *chuckles* Yes, my dears. Now come, your brothers are about to lead the free world into battle, and they’re going to need all the help they can get…
Lucy: Well, where are we going Aslan?
Aslan: To the White Witches castle…or, what’s left of it. She hired a terrible contractor who built the entire building out of ice-ICE! She’d have been better off making it out of straw…but anyway, hop on my back, children. We’re going on a ride. *Slow Ride begins playing*
Susan and Lucy: YAY ASLAN!
*back at the battlefield*
General Oreius: Um…I’m sure they’re okay. I mean, they were with Aslan!
Peter: Who is dead.
General Oreius: Yeah…
Edmund: Oreius is probably right. I mean, the forest is one of the safest places to be. It’s not like there’s anything dangerous in there…
Peter: Hmm…yeah, you’re probably right. They’re probably off picking flowers or playing with dolls or something…you know, girl stuff.
Edmund: Exactly! Now come on, let’s glare at the White Witch for a little bit.
Peter: Okay!
White Witch: *glares*
Peter: *glares back*
White Witch: *glares some more*
Edmund: *glares even more*
White Witch: *glares times 19283742094102948542.398742*
General Oreius: *glares so much, I can’t possibly describe it’s glairiness in words*
Peter: Wait a second…what is she wearing? *gasp*
Edmund: I don’t know, I stopped paying attention to her terrible wardrobe a few days after I met her…
Peter: But…doesn’t that look like Aslan’s mane???
Edmund: *gasp* That Witch!!!
Peter: Let’s get her!!! *signals for air strike*
Birds, Griffins, and flying creatures of the sort: *attack*
Peter: For Narnia! And for Aslan!!!!
Battle: *ensues*
*Somewhere in the Narnian countryside with Aslan, Susan, and Lucy*
Lucy: I spy with my beautiful eye something beginning with…T.
Susan: *sigh* Is it a tree?
Lucy: Yes! How did you know?
Susan: It’s been a tree for the past five rounds. Now pick something else, or we’re playing a different game!
Lucy: Okay…I spy with my little eye something beginning with…T!
Susan: *sigh* Is it a tree?
Lucy: Nope!!
Susan: Oh, wow…I thought for sure you’d say tree aga-
Lucy: It’s a TALL tree!
Susan: Okay, that’s it-!
Aslan: Susan…be patient with her. She’s only a child.
Susan: *sigh* Okay, Aslan.
Lucy: Now, I spy with my bionic eye something beginning with…T!
Susan: *face palm*
*Back at the battle field*
Peter: *is beating his opponents like the Harlem Globetrotters*
Edmund: *is shooting his opponents like a photographer*
General Oreius: * is defeating the White Witch like she- wait…he was just turned to stone*
Peter: No! Oreius!
*back to Aslan, Susan, and Lucy*
Lucy: Okay, okay, I spy with my eye something starting with T, and I promise you it’s not Tree, Tall tree, Terrifying tree, or Totally Awesome tree!
Susan: Okay…um…is it Turtle?
Lucy: Turtle? Nope. It’s a TINY TREE!
Susan: I quit.
Lucy: But Susan!
Aslan: Children, we’re here.
Susan: Thank Aslan!
Aslan: Uh, you’re welcome, child.
White Witches Castle: I’m Melting!!!!!!!
Susan: Aslan, did that melting ice castle just shout in agony?
Aslan: Forget that you ever asked me that, because if I tell you, you‘ll never be able to drink an ice cold glass of anything, ever again. Now quickly, we have creatures to resurrect!
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Well? How'd I do? *avoids shoe thrown at her for being such a procrastinator*