How I Met Your Mother (Narnian twist)

by sweethearttart

Through a series of flashbacks, Edmund Martin tells his children the (very long) story of how he met their mother and the shenanigans that he and his four best friends had to go through in Manhattan in order to lead him to the love of his life. (No incest they are only related if I specifically state, pretty similar to How I Met Your Mother at first, but get into Narnia later)

1. Prologue

AN: Hey guys I am back with my new super epic twist on Narnia, pretty much a How I Met Your Mother spin off! Anyway really quick I just want to explain a few things; so the Prologue is like pre-story, but after that every chapter is sort of like an episode to a TV show. Also this is the only chapter in 3rd person, because it's kind of disconnected from the rest of the story. Anyway, that's all the most important stuff for now, except; READ AND REVIEW! Let me know how you like it❤️? Thank you❤️

The two young princes sat in the belly of the beast, an expression which here means something along the lines of, under the bed in the center of a very terrible situation with little chance to escape. Now it was quite usual for two young Princes to be found hiding under a bed, for in their free time they quite often would play hide and seek; however, today the need to not be found was more dire. The Northern rebels were storming the castle, and if the were found, death was certain.

Edmund shivered into his brother. Being only three he was more unsure of what was going on, Peter the eldest, was five, so he had to protect his younger brother. They laid under the bed, quiet as mice, listening to the thump thump thump of the rebels footsteps, and loud bangs of tables and sculptures being knocked over in the halls.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and all was quiet in the castle. The two boys waited a moment, listening to the screaming silence, trying to hear anything, a whisper, footsteps, etc. It seemed the coast was clear. Peter was about to slide out from under the bed, the lock on the door clicked, and slowly, the door creaked open.

Their hearts raced in their chests. The room was quite empty except for the large bed they were under. All anyone had to do was lift the bed skirt, and they would be spotted! Peter reached his arm out and took his brothers hand, trying to reassure him, but Edmund was already shaking with fear. The footsteps stopped, Peter braced himself for discovery, as the bed skirt was lifted.

Much to their surprise, a small furry face appeared, instead of one of the Northern Rebels. "Reepicheep!" The two boys exclaimed, their fear subsiding. Reepicheep was a large talking mouse, one of their fathers top knights. The boys full of relief began to inquire about the world outside the bed, but Reepicheep raised it's finger to it's lips, "Shh... Your majesties. I have come to take you to a safe place, but we must be very quiet."

The boys nodded with understanding, following the large mouse out of the room and into the hall. Peter frowned seeing that Reepicheep had killed a few of the Northern soldiers on his way to rescue them. Not that he didn't think they deserved to die, but he couldn't stand the sight of blood.

They followed the large mouse through the castle, up the spiral stair case, down a long hall, and finally through the far door on the left. The room they had entered stood all but empty except for one large wardrobe.

"It's only a wardrobe!" Peter exclaimed in distress. The Northern soldiers were already on their heels, and they were trapped in a room with a very obvious hiding place. To Peter's surprise however Reepicheep smiled. "Ah... But this isn't an ordinary wardrobe-" But before the mouse could explain, he was interrupted by a loud bang on the door.

"There is no time!" Reepicheap cried, throwing open the wardrobe door. "You must get inside quickly!" Edmund ran into the wardrobe without hesitation, but Peter stood away from it. "What about you?" Peter cried.

"I have to stay outside and lock the door behind you." Reepicheep replied pushing Peter toward the wardrobe entrance.

"But only a fool would willingly lock themselves up in a wardrobe, and with those villains outside, you will surely die!" Reepicheap sighed, Peter, true to his nature, was being stubborn, and the pounding was getting more aggressive. The soldiers were about to break down the door!

"Please Peter, you are going to have to trust me!" Peter looked at his friend then, to his brother, who sat wide eyed in the wardrobe door way. He knew no matter what he had to protect Edmund, even at the cost of his good friend. So with a heavy heart Peter entered the wardrobe. And just as Reepicheap closed and locked the wardrobe door, the door to the wardrobe room burst open.