Peter
I was impressed that Albert was eager to do this. He seemed twice my age, yet quite more childish than I initially thought. I began thinking where my siblings could be hiding.
"Where could those siblings of ours be hiding?" I asked Albert. Those emerald eyes glinted strangely in the light. "Perhaps they are playing with our minds. Luckily, growing up with my brothers, I find an easy way to find them." He tells me.
"How-?" I was cut off by Albert, who glared at me with those two emerald green eyes.
"Where is your family crest?" He quickly pondered. I blink in confusion, "Family Crest? Umm...." I scratch the back of my neck. "Um.... I do not think my family has a crest." I told Albert.
"Oh. Apologies. You and your kin radiate the aura of nobles. Merely pointing it out." He tells me. Little did I know that soon, I would be more than a noble and outrank him on the social ladder.
I shrugged and Albert explains his method, forgetting about the crests. "A trick I see repeatedly is how often a younger sibling runs to an elder one. Despite how sneaky they try to be, I always find tracks left behind that show where they have been. Case in point, look."
He points out a single blonde hair drifting down and floating to the East.
"That could be any of us.... except you, Susan and I." I told him bluntly.
Albert chuckled, "True, true. But I mean the shade of blonde is what catches my eye. Your hair is more dandelion yellow. My brothers, however, have more of a sun yellow color."
"My hair is brown." I corrected him. Another chuckle and an apology came out of Albert's mouth.
"It is alright, Albert. Come now. Let us just search for the others." I tell him as we continue to seek our siblings. Albert seems to be distant as he follows pale yellow strands of hair. I follow. My curiosity (and worry for my new mate) spikes.
Albert walks slowly, carefully, until he stops with a smile and nods to a grandfather clock. Next to it is Edmund.
I sneak up and playfully tickle my little brother.
"Gah- Hahaha! Peter!" My little brother exclaims with laughter escaping his lips.
"Found you!" I happily exclaimed as I continue to tickle him. Albert smiles. I realized that he did this on purpose. Ed catches his breath. "Now to find the others!" Ed said excitedly. Us older brothers chuckled.
We eventually found Susan. I see my sister looking at Albert suspiciously. She scrowls. Albert just has this patient smile on his face, as if saying, "I am an ally." Susan sighs as she escapes her hiding spot. "Fine. But, I am keeping an eye on you, Albert."
Albert rolls her eyes at Susan's remark.
"Trust me." He said to me in private. "I am used to such looks from others."
Lucy
I felt a sense of cold as I entered deeper into the wardrobe. I notice the brothers shivering as well, so I know that I was not making things up. Through a silent nod, we all crawl to it.
We continue to crawl until we hit the back. But.... there was no back of the wardrobe! Instead, I hit.... snow?
"Snow? In summer? But how? And- was that a lamppost?" Louis asked.
I stare at the lamppost. It looks so much like the ones that light the streets of London. "Big brother, are you seeing this?" I hear Louis whisper. "Yes. We must be in a different dimension of some sort!" I hear William whisper to his younger brother.
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England's Tale (A Moriarty The Patriot + Chronicles of Narnia Crossover)
FanfictionAlbert James Moriarty is the eldest brother of his two younger adoptive brothers, William James and Louis James. On a normal day, Albert discovers a magic mirror that magically transports him and his brothers from Victorian Era London to London duri...