Even a traitor may mend || The chronicles of narnia

A talk about war

"Peter!"
Peter looked up from his book at hearing his Mum calling his name from downstairs.
Hoping off his bed he ran from the room and down the stairs, spotting Susan in her room trying to tie up her hair as he did.
Reaching the kitchen he spotted his Mum, Edmund and Lucy, his Mum stood in front of the oven, a carrot in one hand and a knife in the other.
"Ah, Peter," She said when she spotted Peter. "Why don't you take your siblings down the park? Leave me to cook dinner for tomorrow?"
"Please Peter!" Lucy suddenly said, grinning up at her oldest brother.
Peter chuckled. "Sure." He replied. "We probably should, otherwise we won't get Christmas dinner tomorrow." He chuckled slightly at looked up at his brother, who was staring out the window. "Ed?" He asked.
Edmund looked over at him and nodded. "I'm coming." He said, dashing from the kitchen and into the hallway.
Peter grabbed Lucy's hand and they followed him out, Peter stopping at the bottom of the stairs. "Susan!" He called up.
"Yeah?!" Came Susan's voice two seconds later.
"I'm taking Edmund and Lucy down the park!" Peter called. "You wanna come?!"
"Give me a minute!" Susan replied.
Peter smiled a little and turned back to Lucy, grabbing her coat from the banister and handing it to her. "Hat and scarf too." He said. "It's cold outside."
Lucy nodded and put her coat on, going off in search of her hat and scarf.
"And you Ed." Peter said, looking at his brother who was pulling his coat on.
"Yep." Edmund nodded, not looking up at him before following after Lucy.
Peter smirked slightly and looked around when he heard Susan coming down the stairs.
"How come you're taking them to the park?" She asked as she grabbed her coat. "It's rather cold out."
Peter chuckled. "I have a feeling they were kinda getting in Mum's way." He said. "She's trying to cook dinner for Christmas tomorrow."
Susan laughed a little. "Course they were." She said, just as Edmund and Lucy joined them, both wrapped up warm.
After grabbing his own coat Peter popped his head into the kitchen. "Bye Mum." He said.
Helen looked up. "Bye darling." She replied with a small smile.
Peter nodded and walked back into the hallway, grabbing Lucy's hand and opening the door.
"Ugh it's cold!" Edmund said as they all stepped outside.
Peter chuckled. "Its December." He said. "What did you expect?"
Edmund stuck out his tongue playfully as the four headed down the road, very soon arriving at the park.
Lucy immediately ran off, slipping her hand from Peter's before he could stop her. "Don't go too far Lu!" He called.
"I won't!" Lucy shouted over her shoudler.
Susan smiled. "I'll go with her." She said. "She'll fall in the lake if she's not carefully." She added with a small laugh as she ran off after Lucy.
"Peter?" Edmund asked as the two began walking again.
"Hmm?" Peter replied, wrapping his arms around himself, trying to keep walm.
"Tomorrow's gonna be really weird isn't it?" Edmund said quietly, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
Peter sighed a little. "I guess it will." He mumbled.
"Do - Do you reckon this war will get worse?" Edmund asked hesitantly.
Peter frowned for a moment, stopping and sitting down on a bench, Edmund sitting beside him. "I'm not sure." Peter said, still frowning slightly.
"They said it was supposed to be over by Christmas." Edmund muttered. "That happened didn't it?" He added sarcastically.
Peter sighed. "It won't last for long." He said gently.
"The last world war lasted for four years!" Edmund exclaimed. "What if this one does too? What if it lasts longer?"
"I don't know what to say Ed." Peter said. "All we can do is wait and see what happens."
Edmund glanced out over the lake, seeing Lucy trying to get a squirrel to come to her, Susan stood beside her smiling.
Edmund managed a small smile too and looked up at his brother, who was staring at him. "I suppose." Edmund whispered.
"I know tomorrow will be hard." Peter said, taking a deep breath. "But we'll be fine."
Edmund nodded slowly, swallowing hard.
"And Dad wouldn't want us to be miserable on Christmas day would he?" Peter added.
Edmund shook his head. "No." He said, shivering slightly, just as snow flakes started to fall. "Its snowing." He said, smiling slightly.
Peter nodded. "So it is." He said, a small smile on his face.
"Wonder how long til Lucy realises." Edmund muttered, smirking.
"It won't be long at all." Peter chuckled. "And then - if it settles that is - we'll be roped into a snowball fight or roped into making a snowman."
"I'll only join in the snowball fight if you dont throw one straight and my face like you did last time it snowed!" Edmund said, glaring playfully at his brother.
Peter glared back, a smile on his face. "That was an accident!" He defended. "And how do you even remember?! You were eight!"
"Exactly!" Edmund said. "You hit an eight year old in the face with a snowball!"
Peter rolled his eyes with a laugh. "Accident." He said firmly. "Not on purpose. Although I have a feeling you and Dad teaming up and pelting me with snowballs was definitely not an accident."
Edmund gave him a cheeky grin. "That was payback." He said.
Peter chuckled slightly just as Lucy came bounding up to them. "It's snowing!" She exclaimed happily, looking like the eight year old she was.
Peter laughed. "I saw." He said.
"If it settles promise we can build a snowman?" Lucy asked, giving Peter the famous 'puppy dog eyes' as Susan walked up behind her.
Peter sighed. "If it settles." He agreed. "But it's not exactly snowing very hard Lu."
"You never know." Lucy shrugged. "It could get heavier."
Peter laughed and glanced at Edmund befor looking back to Lucy. "Maybe it will." He said, with a laugh.

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This will definitely get more Edmund centric as it goes on. Ik it's concentrating on all the siblings atm - mainly Peter and Edmund - but when the war starts getting worse and Edmund goes to school it will become more about him xx
And alot of ww2 research is going into this book so ya'll better appreciate it lol. Jk. 😂