I Wish- A Narnia Fanfiction

Happy Reunion? I Wish.

Ooooooomg okay so I just realized that I posted the last chapter without editing it and that there were a LOT of grammer and spacing mistakes. Please please please go read it again because it will be much more pleasant to read without all those little errors. In fact, go read it right now. I'll wait. I ain't got no rush. Go. Read. It.

What are you waiting for? Did you actually think I was going to go on with the story when I know you haven't read it yet? Puh-lease. This is getting a bit boring. Go read it.

All done now? Okay good, now let's move on before my computer's battery dies.

(Dedicated to jessica-rose16 because her prediction was like, almost 100 percent right)

{**~**} Susan's POV

The sunlight streaming through the window and the noise coming from the kitchen downstairs is enough to wake me up from my peaceful slumber. I smile, remembering last night's feast and the dancing fauns. I go to the bathroom and attempt to brush my tangled hair, put on my beautiful Narnian clothes and get ready for breakfast in only 15 minutes, which is when I´m expected to be down.

I am busy peeking at the newly formed tiny pimple on my forehead (being a Queen doesn't make me flawless, you know) when I hear a knock on the door.

"Come in!" I call, and soon I hear the sound of a door opening.

But when I come out of the bathroom, expecting to see one of my siblings, I open my eyes wide and jump in surprisement.

"Salesperson girl? What- where- how on Earth did you get here? How did you find out about Narnia? Wha-"

But I am interrupted by the sound of laughing. Loud, immense laughter coming straight from the salesgirl´s mouth. 

"I found out about Narnia," she giggles, "because I am a Narnian!"

She takes off her shoes and reveals hoofs instead of feet, and twirls around to show me.

"Wait a second...are you- are you a faun?" I ask in amazement.

She smiles proudly. "Yup. I used to be a tailor here, but then I felt that I had to move to your world to help you out. It wasn´t easy, but I was willing to do it. And your world has everything! Plus, the clothes are ah-mazing. Still...I had to bring my mirror, and my Naria fabrics, of course. Like, duh, how could I not? I wouldn´t have been able to help you without them. The whole reason you entered my shop was because of the cute dresses."

Everything clicks in to place. "So that's why those dresses reminded me of Narnia and the mirror showed the images! Wow! But how come those dresses were so perfect for me?" I ask her.

"Well, I had been admiring your style quite a lot, actually. Perfect fashion sense. Your dresses were superb, your accessories matching beautifully, and your tiaras were like none other. So of course when I went to your world I would naturally make dresses fit for a Queen like you. Weren't they just the prettiest?"

I smile and nod my head yes. She just looks so happy and accomplished.

She glances at her watch and all of a sudden jumps up like a cat and starts gathering up her things.

"Oh no! I've got to get going! I-I-I forgot...he´ll think I´m slow! Ugh..."

She starts mumbling things to herself, of which I can only catch "And I came to Narnia to be this much of a fluffernutter?" before she's brushed her furry legs, straightened her horns, and is about to head out the door when I stop her.