Time Of Our Lives [The Chronicles of Narnia] {1}

Narnia

The next day, it was a bright sunny day. We all decided to go outside. Susan, Peter, Edmund and I were playing cricket while Lucy was reading.

"And Sophia winds up, poised to take yet another wicket . . ." Peter called to me and I smirked as I throw the ball and it hit Edmund in the leg. "Ow!"

"Whoops!" I said. "Wake up, Dolly Daydream!" Peter said to Ed. "Why can't we play hide-and-seek again?" Ed asked. "I thought you said that it was a kid's game," I remarked.

"Besides, we could all use the fresh air," Susan remarked. "Not like there isn't air inside," Ed said. "Ed, are you ready?" I asked, smirking. "Are you?" Ed said to me and I looked at Peter and winked. He smirked, knowing I'm going to make it heard.

Edmund smack his bat on the ground and got ready to hit the ball. I pitched the ball. It bounce and Edmund whack it good and it smashed through an upstairs window. My jaw dropped and me and my siblings shard a look before we all ran inside the house.

We rushed into the room and saw the shattered glass and the suit of armor on the floor. "Oh man," I said.

"Well done, Ed!" Peter said to Edmund. "Sophia bowled it!" Edmund said. "Hey," I said. "Sorry," Ed said. "What on earth is going on up there?" We heard Ms. Macready's voice. "The Macready!" Susan said. "Come on!" Peter said and we started to ran around the house looking for a place to hide.

Soon, we got to the wardrobe room. Edmund ran up to the wardrobe and opened the door. "Come on!" He said. "You've have got to be joking," Susan said. Then we heard footsteps and we all quickly climb into the wardrobe.

Peter was careful to leave the door open a crack. "Move back," He whispered and we all started to back further into the wardrobe.

"Stop shoving!" Peter said. "You're on my foot!" I said. "Oww! You're on my foot!" Lucy said. "Don't push!" Edmund said. "Watch out! Stop it!" Susan said.

Then, Peter, Susan and I tripped into - Snow! We tripped into snow. We looked back and gasp as we realize we have entered a snowy wood. "Impossible!" Susan said as the three of us got up.

"Don't worry, it's probably just your imagination," Lucy said with a smile. Peter and I looked at each other before looking at Lucy. "We don't suppose saying "we're sorry" would quite cover it?" Peter said to Lucy.

"No, it wouldn't," Lucy said. "But this might!" Lucy nailed Peter in the face with a snowball. I laughed and Peter throw one at me and we all started a snowball fight. Susan hit Edmund in the arm with one.

"Ow!" He said and we all stopped and stared at him as he rubbed his arm. "Stop it!" He said. "You little liar," Peter said. "You didn't believe her either!" Edmund said. "Apologize to Lucy," Peter said.

Edmund just looked at Lucy. "Say you're sorry!" Peter demanded, taking a step up to him. "Alright! I'm sorry," Edmund said.

"That's alright. Some little children just don't know when to stop pretending," Lucy said, looking at Edmund smugly. "Very funny," Edmund muttered.

"Maybe we should go back," Susan suggested. "Shouldn't we at least take a look around?" Edmund suggested. "I think Lucy should decide," I said, looking at Lucy with a smile.

Lucy gasp in happiness. "I'd like you all to meet Mr. Tumnus!" She said. "Well, Mr. Tumnus it is!" Peter agreed and then he walked back into the wardrobe.

"But we can't go hiking in the snow dressed like this," Susan said. Peter walked back to us with fur coats, "No . . . but I'm sure the Professor wouldn't mind us using these."

He started handing out the fur coats. "And if you think about it "logically," we're not even taking them out of the wardrobe," He said and he handed a coat to Edmund. "But that's a girl's coat!" Edmund complained. "I know," Peter said, handing him the coat.

We all passed a Lamppost as we explore Narnia and started to play in the snow. Soon we got close to Mr. Tumnus's house. Lucy was talking about what we were expecting in Mr. Tumnus's house. Then we stopped as we saw that the door was broken down. "Lu?" Peter asked.

Lucy ran toward the door. "Lucy!" I called and ran after her with Peter, Susan and Edmund. We all ran inside and saw that the house had been destroyed. "Who would do something like this?" Lucy asked.

We looked around. Peter began reading a piece of paper aloud as I walked over to him.

'The Faun, Tumnus is hear by charged with high Treason. Against her Imperial Majesty, Jadis, Queen of Narnia. For comforting her enemies and fraternizing with humans. Signed, Maugrim Captain of the Secret Police. Long Live The Queen.'

"Alright, now we should really go back," Susan said. "But what about Mr. Tumnus?" Lucy asked as she grabbed me hand. "If he was arrested just for being with a human, I don't think that there's much that we can do," Susan said. "You don't understand, do you? I'm the human! She must have found out he helped me," Lucy said.

"Maybe we could call the police," Peter suggested. "These are the police," Susan and I said at the same time. I bent down and looked at Lucy. "Don't worry, Lu. We'll think of something."

Edmund turned around at the moment. "Why?" He asked. We all looked at him. "I mean, he's a criminal," He said.

"Psst!" We looked outside to see a robin. Susan turned back to us. "Did that bird just 'psst' us?" She asked. We walked outside and watched the robin fly away.

Then we heard rustling around us. We looked around as Susan, Lucy and I moved closer to Peter. I hold onto Peter's arm while Susan hold onto Peter's coat and Lucy hold onto my coat. We all watched closely and then a beaver came into sight.

"It's a beaver," Lucy said and we sighed in relieve. Peter approached the beaver, "Here boy ..." He said, clicking his tongue. "Here boy . . ."

Peter put down his hand. The beaver stared at it and then sat upright. "Well, I ain't gonna smell it if that's what you want!" The beaver said. My eyes grow wide while Lucy just giggled. "Sorry," Peter said to the beaver. "Lucy Pevensie?"

"Yes?" Lucy asked. Mr. Beaver handed her a handkerchief. "Hey, that's the hanky I gave to Mr.-" Mr. Beaver finished for her. "Tumnus. He gave it to me just before they took him."

"Is he alright?" Lucy asked. Mr. Beaver looked around before looking back. "Further in," He whispered and then crawl away.

Peter, Lucy and I began to follow him but Susan hold us back. "What are you doing?" She asked. "She's right. How do we know we can trust him?" Edmund asked.

"He said he knows the faun," Peter said. "He's a beaver . . . He shouldn't be saying anything!" Susan said. "Is everything alright?" Mr. Beaver asked, popping out of the snow. "Yes," I said as I turned to Mr. Beaver. "We were just talking."

"That's better left for safer corners," Mr. Beaver whispered and then took off again. "He means the trees," Lucy said and we all started to follow Mr. Beaver.