Narnia Preferences and One-Shots

Peter One-Shot

Requested by ScottSummersGirl

Your pov,
    You ran, you ran through the long corridors, the rooms. He was close behind.

    Your dress dragged behind you as you ran. You were getting so tired, but a smile was plastered on your face.

    You ran through the hall that was close to your chamber. You were almost there.

    You reached the handle until you where thrown on someone's shoulder.

    "Let me down!" You yelled.

    "Give it back then," Peter said.

    "Give what back," you said trying to be innocent.

    "You know what I am talking about," he opened the door to your room and threw you on your bed.

    "I won't leave until I get it," he said. A smile was inching its way onto his face.

    "Then you will be here a while," you said.

    "Or, I can just do this until you give it back." He said. You were confused. What was he going to do to.

    Giggles filled the room the second he flawed his hands on you.

    "STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP!" You giggles/ yelled at him.

    Peter just laughed. "Not until you give it back," he said.

    "Noooooo," You wiggles around trying to get free from his touch. Once you did you sprinted across the room.

    "Get back," you threatened. "Or I will throw this at you." You picked up a spoon.

    He chuckled and got closer to you. "Just give my cape back and all of this will be over. I need it before I leave for the trip."

    You gave him a look and he just sat down giving up. He looked at you with pleading eyes.

    "No," you said.

    "Why won't you give it back?" He asked.

    "Because it is comfy," you said.

    "That is not the real reason," he said. "Is something wrong? Do you not want me to go on the trip?"

    You stayed quite. You didn't want to feel weak. This trip was going to last six while months. SIX WHOLE MONTHS without him.

    You had tried everything to get him from not going. Everything you tried has failed, so you went to a retarded idea.

Stealing his cape.

    "That's it," He said. It was like a light bulb appeared over his head. "You don't want me to leave."

    Tears swelled up in your eyes. "IT'S SIX MONTHS, PETER." You yelled.

    Shock filled his face. He ran over to you and hugged you.

    "Hey, hey," He said soothingly stoking your hair. "The faster I get going, the faster I get back. I can try and even shorten the trip," he said.

    He grabbed your face and looked into your eyes. "But, I need you to know that I will never leave you permanently. I will always come back to you. Every time."

    You nodded and sighed. "So can I have my cape back?" He asked. A smile appeared on your face.

    "You have to catch me first," you said and sprinted out of the door.

    So, the rest of the day, you spent running away from him. But, when he caught you, he finally left.

    You waited for four months now, and you couldn't wait until he got back.