The raspberries go to Mr. Badger.
The butter goes to Mrs. Beaver.
The bread goes to Mr. Fox.
The milk goes to Lady Tiffany the fairy.
The tea goes to Mrs. Gerbal, Mr. Gerbal is unwell.
The cakes and sardines go to Mr. Tumnus.
I scan through the list and nod. I take the shortcut to Mr. Badger's house. The wind starts to blow.
I hear sleighbells. I turn to see Jadis approaching. She stops the sleigh.
"You, Hannah was it? Why are you out in the snow?"
I turn around and keep walking. "Hannah, your Queen is talking to you!" She shouts after me.
"You are not my queen!" I shout back still not looking at her as I kept walking.
"I'll turn you to stone if you don't show me some respect!" She threatened.
I turned around to face her. "By all means Jadis!" I called. I then spread my arms wide, as if challenging her.
She put her nose in the air and made the poor dwarf at the front drive again.
"Dwarf abuser!" I yelled after her as she drove off.
"Hannah, you are going to get yourself killed!" Badger appeared from behind a bush.
"Mr Badger, her power grows off of fear and hopelessness. Show neither and she is weak. I am not afraid of her. Oh, silly me. I nearly forgot. Your raspberries Mr. Badger."
He looked at me with a look of shock and almost admiration. But not quite. More along the lines of 'are you bloody insane'.
"Goodbye Mr. Badger!" I called as I walked to the Beaver's Dam.
The scenery changed to lesser trees and thinner snow till I reached the frozen dam. Mrs. Beaver came running out to meet me.
"Hannah lovey! How have you been?"
"I am doing well, the home is warm and everyone is fed." I stated smiling.
Mrs. Beaver gave me a smile, if a beaver could smile, and I handed her the butter.
"Ah! Now I can make some lovely marmalade toast! You can come in and eat some if you like?"
"The offer sounds lovely Mrs. Beaver, but I have deliveries to do and Petunia needs my help running the home, therefore I must be on the move." I said as I smiled and walked off to find Mr Fox.
~At Mrs. Gerbal~
"Goodbye Mrs. Gerbal!" I called as I walked down the snow covered hill to Tumnus's house.
As I approached his house I saw that he was home, for the fire was burning. I knocked on the door and Tumnus answered.
"H-Hannah! What a lovely surprise. Come in, come in!" He said inviting me inside. As I entered I saw a little girl with brown hair sitting and drinking tea.
Tumnus walked in and introduced us.
"Hannah this is Lucy, Lucy this is Hannah." He said gesturing to me then the girl, then the girl and then to me.
Lucy got up and came to shake my hand. "It is A pleasure to meet you." She said with a smile.
"Same to you." I said as I shook her hand and sat down next to her.
"What a lovely dress you are wearing!" Lucy cried. Tumnus turned around and turned a light shade of pink as he sat down.
"Now Lucy, have you ever heard a Narnian lullaby?" He questioned.
"No." Lucy replied.
"Good, because this will probably not sound like one." He said with a laugh and started playing on his pipes.
As soon as he began playing, all I can remember is that my mind went foggy and everything went black.
And then he stopped playing when a lion's roar was heard and the heat was sucked out of the room. Then Tumnus started crying.
"Oh, Mr Tumnus! Please don't cry." Lucy begged.
"I have been a very very bad faun!" He cried in dispare.
"But Mr. Tumnus, you are such a lovely faun! What could you possibly have done?" Lucy asked.
"Its not was I have done it is what I am doing." He said looking up.
"What are you doing?" I questioned.
"I'm kidnapping you." He stated sadly.
He got up and grabbed his scarf. "Come along! We don't have much time!" He explained hurriedly as we rushed out the door.
At the lamppost he sent Lucy off and turnred to me.
"H-Hannah, what did you do to make the witch so angry?" He questioned.
"I challenged her." I replied as if it was nothing.
Tumnus's eyes widened as he tried to comprehend as to what I just said.
"I suggest we both go home and stay safe." Tumnus suggested.
"Okay. Goodbye Tumnus!" I called as I sprinted through the Forrest and back to my safe haven, the tree.
