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"98, 99, 100... Ready or not here I come." I hear Peter shouting as Lucy, and I fall out of the wardrobe.
"We're back, we're back, it's alright!" Lucy shouts before I could stop her.
"Wait Lucy!" I call out as she runs to where we last left Edmund.
"Shhh, he's coming." Edmund growls before groaning as Peter comes around the corner seeing us.
"You know, I'm not sure if you three have quite gotten the idea of this game!" Peter states, as he watches us carefully.
"But weren't you wondering where we were?" Lucy asked.
"That's the point! That's why he was seeking you!" Edmund shouts annoyed. I look to see Susan come running over with a gleam in her eyes.
"Does this mean I win?" Susan asks.
"I don't think Lucy and Crescent want to play anymore." Peter says as he looks at us. I sigh before grabbing his hand and pulling him in the direction of the wardrobe.
Our siblings begin to inspect the wardrobe as Lucy, and I stand off to the side. I had a feeling that Narnia would not open to them yet. "The only wood in here is the back of the wardrobe." Susan says walking over to stand next to Peter.
"One game at a time Lu, Crescent, we don't all have your imagination." Peter chides.
"But we weren't imagining!" I shout, my anger rising. The nerve they have to treat us like this, they should know not to be so horrid to us.
"That's enough, Crescent, you should be acting your age not galivanting around in your imagination," Susan growls. I wince at being treated like I was three, when I had always been a grown up, even if I pretend.
"Well I believe you." Edmund says looking at us. I narrow my eyes at him.
"You do?" Lucy asks, hopeful.
"Yeah, didn't I tell you about the football field I found in the bathroom closet?" Edmund questions laughing at us, I look down feeling humiliated by our siblings.
"Why don't you just stop it, you always have to make everything worse. Grow up!" Peter shouts at Edmund as he sees tears in mine and Lucy's eyes.
"Shut up! You think you're dad, but you're not!" Edmund shouts, and with quick steps leaves us in the room.
"Well, that was nicely handled!" Susan shouts and walks away too.
"It was really there..." I whisper staring at my brother with hope that he would understand and believe us.
"Susan's right. That's enough you two..." Peter says and leaves us inside the room. I sigh looking down, feeling disappointed in our siblings.
"It's alright Lu. Narnia knows we are worthy," I whisper, and she smiles with a laugh. I look back to the wardrobe and walk out with Lucy next to me.
