Peter Pevensie x Reader

Chapter 9

The next day
Peter (Peter winds up, goes for the bowl! Ball hits Edmund in the leg) Edmund: ow! Peter: Whoops!wake up, Dolly Daydream Edmund: can't we play hide and go seek again? Peter: i thought you said that it was a kid's game. Susan: besides, we can all use the fresh air Edmund: not like there's air inside Peter: are you ready then? Edmund: are you? Y/n: are you okay Lucy? Lucy: I'm good ( you hug Lucy and give her a kiss on her forehead Edmund smacks his bat on the ground and get ready to hit the ball. Peter pitches the ball, hard, and Edmund whacks it good and it smashes through an upstairs window and crashes into a suit of armor.)  Upstairs they all look at the broken window Peter: well done, Ed! Edmund: you bowled! Y/n: we better hide Susan: listen, Mrs. McCready is coming Peter: run! ( Edmund runs to the wardrobe and opens the door) come on! Susan: you to be joking. Peter: go! Y/n: just go inside before we get caught! (Peter, Susan, and Y/n falls backwards) In Narnia Susan: impossible! Lucy: don't worry, it's probably just your imagination Peter: I don't suppose saying we're sorry would quite cover it? Lucy: no, it wouldn't. But this might! (Lucy nails Peter in the face with a snowball, he throws one back at her and a snowball fight. Peter runs to Y/n and pick her up and spins her around she outs her arms around his neck they put their forehead together. Susan hits Ed in the arm with one) Edmund: ow! (Rubs his arm) stop it! (They all realize that Ed lie) Peter: you little liar! Edmund: you didn't believe her either! Peter: say you're sorry! Edmund: alright! Sorry Lucy: that's alright, some little children just don't when to stop pretending (looks at him smugly) Edmund: very funny Susan: maybe we should go back Y/n: can we look around first Peter: I think Lucy must decide Lucy: I all want you to meet Mr. Tumnus Peter: well Mr. Tumnus it is ( walks into the wardrobe again) Susan: we can't just walk around in these clothes! Y/n: are you getting coats Susan: Peter they don't belong to us Y/n: I mean they won't know Edmund: but that's a girls coat! Peter: I know