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       Peter paced back and forth for a few minutes before finally settling back down in his seat. 
      "So what now? Do we go back to camp or wait for them?" Edmund asked turning to look at his siblings,
      "We wait."
      "Peter," Susan shook her head, "you know we can't wait any longer, we have to head back. There's a war coming and we need to be there for our people"
      "but they could be coming back soon" Lucy argued
     "Lu it's only been a day, we don't know how long they'll take or if they're even ali-"
    "Peter you read the raven they sent from camp" Susan cut Edmund off before he could finish a sentence they all didn't want to hear. "We need to leave," She got up and started packing up their things.
     Peter sighed looking back at the direction the girls left in before getting up from his seat, "Yea ok"
"I'll leave them a note" Lucy sighed and walked away disappointed.
     The king walked over to his bag, scanning the note that was left for him. Turning it over he wrote his own letter.
     "to Nia,
        catch the fuck up dumbass
                  - x Peter"
   "Peter cmon!" Edmund yelled as the boy noticed his brother falling behind,
   "Yea, I'll be there in a minute!" he called back. Glancing back one last time, the king tied the note to his dagger and stabbed it in a nearby tree before running to catch up with his siblings.
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    "Those motherfuckers left without us"
     "Nia," Enne sighed shaking her head
     "Was jokingggg....kinda" Nia muttered,
      "hey at least they left a note" Enne said grabbing the letter Lucy left them and read it over
     "oh yea how thoughtful" Nia said halfheartedly, trailing off she noticed a dagger in a tree close by.
        "what do have we here" she said softly approaching it, and reading the letter attached.
        "God I hate that man" she chuckled showing Enne the note. Enne hid her smirk behind the letters as the two made their way back to Aslan's camp.
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      "You know what would've been helpful?" Enne asked as they stopped to take a break
      "the ability to teleport" Nia suggested plopping down on the ground, exhausted.
     "No, well yes, but horses was what I was going for"
     "Dude I didn't even think of that, why the hell didn't we ride horses" Nia groaned, "how much farther?"
     "well it's been two days ish so I think we should be there in a couple more hours"
    Nia mumbled out an indistinguishable sound of displeasure and rolled over, face planting the floor.
     "This is not a great way to finish a quest" Enne complained dragging her friend back to her feet, "they don't show this part in movies"
     "I want a dragon"
    "I know you do"
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      "oh thank fuck we're here" Nia and Enne pulled themselves together to look presentable as they entered the camp. Immediately they were tackled in hugs by the Pevensie sisters.
     "You're alive!" Susan exclaimed
     "I knew you guys could do it!" Lucy beamed, jumping with excitement.
     "Nia, you're needed at the tent for strategy"
      "you have got to be shitting me," Nia looked at Enne like can you fucking believe this guy? "I'll be there in a sec" she called back.
     "Alrighty well, duty calls, again... oh! And give Aslan the crystal ball of light or whatever this thing is" Enne said handing over the glowy ball.
     "why is there a cloth over it" Lucy asked curiously
     "it was getting too bright and it was hurting our eyes" Nia explained while walking backwards to the tent, "Aight I'll catch you later, Enne you better fucking sleep or I'll steal your shoes!" the girl called over her shoulder, finally turning around.

       "Guess who's back alive and well" Nia grinned walking into the tent
        "awe you're not dead?" Peter asked in fake disappointment
       "well that is the general definition of the word alive, or did you not know that?"
       "ok you two we don't have time for this right now" a soldier who seemed to be in charge looked at them sternly.
      "Dude I'm on like negative hours of sleep at this point, so let's skip to the point. Enne and I got this ball thing, in your face Peter I fucking told you so. Now what?" The girl asked turning to Aslan
     "We will use the orb to light up the battlefield, it'll destroy all the weak shadow walkers and give us an advantage. However it is not strong enough to help us further."
      Nia looked at the map laid out on the table, playing idly with a watch tower figure. "What if... what if we could amplify the light from the orb"
     "how would we do that?" Peter looked intrigued
      "A large magnifying glass? idk" Nia shrugged, "I don't think all my plans through ok"
     Peter spoke, the wheels turning in his mind, "no no that'd work, we would need some sort of large, lighthouse like structure?"
       Nia piped up, "well we have the old watch tower we could use, the top already has a manual rotation feature, replace the windows with magnifying glass it'll be like killing ants" The two formulated the perfect plan, bouncing ideas off each other and working like a well oiled machine.
     "this is the longest I've seen them without arguing" Susan whispered to Enne, watching the two move pieces on the map, figuring out an attack formation.
      "yea but they still insult each other in every sentence they speak" Enne turned towards Susan shrugging.
      "Are you fucking stupid or are you fucking stupid?" Nia, turned to Peter.
      "Spoke too soon" Susan sighed
      "Oh what like your dumb idea was better" Peter argued back
     "at least MY dumb idea won't cost us half our armies"
    "Please! Your plan will leave us completely vulnerable in the south and weak in west"
   "They're not gunna attack from there!"
    "How do you know? Did the crystal ball tell you, oh magic one?" Peter mocked

    "ok I cant listen to them anymore" Enne turned to Susan, "Let's get lunch?"

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A/N: I honestly don't know if that plan made any sense or would actually work, but let's pretend it does because this is a ~fictional story~

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