Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia. C.S Lewis does.
My Heart is Forever Yours
"I'm going to kill you for this later," Peter said to Susan as she was straitening his tie.
"No, you won't," she said," Would you trust me for once. Plus you'll like Amelia. And just because things didn't work out with Anna doesn't mean they won't work out with her."
"Just be nice," Susan said.
"I was nice with Anna. I gotta say Sue some of your friends are real quirks." he replied.
"They are not!" she exclaimed.
"Well well well. Don't you look smart," said Lucy with a teasing smile.
Peter rolled his eyes and frowned, "Are you supposed to not be able to move?" he asked.
"No," Lucy and Susan replied in unison. They both knew Peter hated dressing up. The only reason he had put up with it in Narnia was because the clothes there were far more comfortable.
Peter just shook his head and looked back at the mirror, still frowning slightly. "Did I mention that I hate it when you set me up? " he asked.
"Yes, now comb your hair it's a mess." she said. Peter picked up a comb off the dresser and started combing what Lucy had called a "bush of gold" once. He looked down at his watch, "It's almost seven we better get going." Susan nodded.
"Good luck," Lucy said. She grinned at her brother," Your going need it."
"Don't remind me." he said at the thought of Anna Devons.
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"Four Turkish Delights says they're home before nine," Edmund said from the stairs.
"I'll take that bet," Lucy replied, "Peter will come home in a huff yelling at Susan and it'll be the cold shoulder for the next three days."
"Don't say that about your brother and sister," Mrs. Pevensie said.
"It's true Mum. Remember what happened last time?" Edmund asked. Mrs. Pevensie gave an eye roll and a slight sigh in response and headed into the living room.