Blossoms of the Dawn Treader

A Narnian Fan Fiction

Summery: AU: It's The Voyage of the Dawn Treader with a little twist! Fun surprises in store for everyone! Read to find out!

A.N: I promise you this story is worth a read. The first few chapters have already been written. I post new chapters after getting reviews on the previous chapter. Yup, that's how I roll.

Chapter One

Drinian, captain of the Dawn Treader, looked out at the sea trying to keep busy. It wasn't that he didn't want to be here or anything like that. He was a man of the sea. There was nothing he loved more than the ocean. The sky extending as far as the eye can see all over the ocean in every which way. It was the very symbol of freedom.

Drinian brushed his hand through his dark brown hair. Just another day on the ocean...

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Greenish/blue waves flowing gently through a vast ocean, a purple sail rippling through the wind; this was what Edmund, Lucy and Eustace saw right before they plunged headfirst into the water, through the picture frame.

Eustace's scream was drowned out when water got into his mouth…

…

Jennifer Lyn was at an art museum, and there was one picture in particular that had caught her eye. It was of a ship that was painted to look as if it was sailing straight toward you. It looked slightly vi-kingish, because of the dragon's head at the very front of the ship, but then, it looked much nicer than a vi-king's ship.

Jennifer couldn't take her eyes off of it. The whole painting looked so real.

Right when she thought this, the painting really did seem to come to life! The waves began rolling up and down, you could see the ship go down one wave, then come up another. As soon as this happened, she also noticed that she felt a slight breeze that seemed to be coming from the painting!

Refusing to believe what she was seeing, Jennifer cautiously stepped forward to inspect the painting closer. When she did this, the picture seemed to get much larger and she ended up standing on the picture frame.

Jennifer looked behind herself to see if anyone else saw what was happening to her. When she looked away, she suddenly lost her balance and went tumbling into the ocean.

Jennifer didn't have time to wonder how she had ended up inside of a picture; she was too busy keeping her head above the water and swimming toward the only thing in sight: the ship, which had turned out to be very real. It was far more than just a painting now.

Suddenly, something grabbed her, and she was dragged down into the water. She fought to get up into the air again, and when she finally broke her head out from under the water she saw that the thing that had pulled her down was a boy, probably twelve years old. He was panicking like heck.

Jennifer was too out of breath to ask him how he got there. She turned her attention back to the ship. Right when she did, she saw a white figure dive from the side of the ship. There were now people leaning over the edge of the ship, shouting and running back and forth.

Jennifer reached the side of the ship a few seconds before the others. It turned out that there were three other people in the water. (Not including the guy who jumped off the ship a few minutes ago.) There was a lot of communication between the guy who jumped and the people on deck. They lowered a rope and Jennifer was harnessed in it first. Then the men pulled her up on deck.

There Jennifer stood gasping up on deck. Someone rushed up to her and tossed a blanket around her shoulders. She thanked him then turned to watch as the others were pulled up on deck.

Everyone was breathing hard for a few seconds. This gave Jennifer time to see what the others were like. The boy who had jumped had blonde hair. She decided that he seemed to be around the age sixteen. He was slightly taller than herself, dripping wet, and pretty darn cute.

She looked at one of the other boys. He was about her height. He had dark hair and wore clothes that she was sure hadn't been worn by anyone for ages. He seemed to be around thirteen.

The other boy was the one who had pulled her down under waves when they had still been in the water. He was a little shrimp. (That was what she called boys who had no muscles whatsoever.) And to top it off, he was crying. Actually crying! Because of what? Jennifer had no idea.

The last person they had pulled up was a girl. She had brown hair and appeared to be around twelve. She too, was wearing clothes that were way out of date.

Suddenly, the girl (who was apparently the only other girl on board) looked up at the guy who had dived off the ship and her face lit up.

"Ca—Ca—Caspian!" she gasped.

The tall blonde boy, (Caspian) grinned, and the other boy (the one who wasn't crying) smiled too and shook hands with Caspian, and the girl hugged him. Apparently, they all knew each other.

Out of their joy to see each other, they had temporarily forgotten about Jennifer and the crying boy. Jennifer hated being ignored and now she was feeling left out. (A feeling she knew all too well at her High School.)

"Um, hey?" Jennifer said, waving to get their attention. "I don't want to break up your happy reunion, but um, yeah… I'm still here."

"Oh, I'm sorry, we didn't mean to ignore you," the girl said. "I'm Lucy."

"I'm Jennifer."

The other two introduced themselves. The other boy's name turned out to be Edmund. During this introduction, Jennifer learned that Caspian was the King around this place.

"And who is your friend?" Caspian asked, turning to the boy who was still crying.

"Don't look at me; he's not my friend," Jennifer said, taking a step backwards.

Suddenly, the boy stopped crying long enough to start yelling, which turned out to be far more annoying than the crying had been. "Let me go! Let me go back. I don't like it!" the boy cried.

Caspian's eyebrows went up slightly. "Let you go? But where?"

The boy ran to the side of the ship as if he was looking for something. Apparently, he didn't find whatever he was looking for, because when he turned back around, his face looked absolutely pitiful.

"Hey! Rynelf," said Caspian to one of the sailors standing near by. "Bring spiced wine for their Majesties." He turned back to look at them. "You'll need something to warm you up after that dip."

But Jennifer was confused. "Whoa, wait a minute; you called them, your majesties? But I thought you were the king." Jennifer paused, then mimicking the voice of a three-year-old, she added, "This is all too much for my small head."

Caspian grinned, apparently thinking what she said was funny, then got serious and explained. "They ruled my kingdom, Narnia, hundreds of years ago when they first got here from their own world. Then they left, and years and years later, they returned to help me take the throne that was rightly mine. And now they've come back again." Caspian then noticed the confused look on Jennifer's face. "Did I just confuse you?" he asked.

Jennifer nodded, with the confused look still on her face. "Um… yeah it's a little confusing, but I think I've got it."

At this point, Rynelf returned with the wine. Since Jennifer was cold and wet, she decided to taste it.

"Hmm… that's good. Not as good as Champagne or a Pina Colada, but it's not bad," Jennifer said.

Apparently the boy, (Jennifer learned later that his name was Eustace) didn't agree with Jennifer about the spiced wine. He spat it out and demanded some drink that sounded nasty.

"This is a merry shipmate you've brought us, Brother," Caspian said to Edmund.

"Yeah, bro," Jennifer agreed. "Why'd ya do it? If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have a headache right now."

And her headache was about to get much worse, for at that second, Eustace began yelling again. Jennifer turned to see what the source of his annoyance was this time.

Out of the ship's cabin came a mouse. But not the sort of mice that Jennifer was used to seeing. This one was standing (on its hind legs) two feet up from the ground. It had dark fur, and wore a belt with a sword dangling from it. It was the most unusual thing that Jennifer had seen yet.

"Reepicheep!" Lucy and Edmund exclaimed, running toward it.

The mouse did an elegant bow then spoke in a high-pitched voice. "My humble duty Your Majesty," it said to Lucy. "And to King Edmund too. Nothing but your Majesties' presence was lacking to this glorious venture."

"Ugh!" Eustace wailed. "Take it away! I hate mice! And I never could I never could bear performing animals. They're silly and vulgar and—and sentimental!"

There was a pause, and then Reepicheep spoke. "Am I to understand that this discourteous person is under your Majesties protection? Because, if not…"

Suddenly, Reepicheep was interrupted by Lucy and Edmund sneezing.

"What a fool I am to keep you all standing here in your wet things," said Caspian. "Come on below and get changed. I'll give Lucy and Jennifer my cabin of course, but I'm afraid we have no women's clothes aboard. You'll have to make do with mine."

Jennifer didn't mind this very much. She thought guy's clothes were nice and comfortable. And anyway, it was only until her own clothes dried.

Jennifer looked down at her wet clothing that was sticking to her skin. She was wearing black jeans with tons of pockets, and a blue T-shirt. She didn't like the shirt. She always kept it in her locker at school in case of an emergency, and it so happened that that day at school before she had gone to the museum and seen the picture of the ship, that Stacy (a mean girl at her school) had spilled juice on her shirt during lunch, and Jennifer had to wear the blue T-shirt.

Jennifer hated Stacy. She made her life miserable at school. But that was all behind her now that she had found her way into this other world. Maybe she'd never have to go back. Jennifer could care less if she never got back. Her mother was dead, and her father was an alcoholic who cared nothing for her.

Suddenly Jennifer noticed that she was standing in Caspian's cabin. It was a nice little room with beautiful carvings embedded in the woodworks. On the left, there was a small window with purple curtains. All in all, it looked rather pretty. The only thing that concerned her was the bed. There was only one. But Jennifer decided that she wouldn't mind sleeping on the floor. (She did that a lot anyway back at her old home when she didn't want to sleep in the house for fear that her father may get drunk and want to kill her.)

Caspian was speaking. "Now if you two will just let me get some things for myself, then I'll leave you girls to change. Just fling your wet things out the door. I'll have them taken to the galley to be dried."

Lucy sighed happily. "Jennifer, I feel that we are in for a lovely time."

"Yeah," Jennifer grinned. "I totally agree."

Author Note: It would make me very happy if you reviewed! What do you think of Jennifer??? I swear she's not going to be a Mary-Sue. You'll see this in upcoming chapters, so please stay with me.

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