A/N: Okay, so this is a two-person fanfiction. You will more than likely tell since the writing styles are totally different. One is far more tasteful and the other is… um…

Ria: Hey! I resent that!

Me: : P Like I care. This is Risa everybody and she and I will be alternating the chapters in this fic.

Risa: HI! *waves and bounces up and down*

Me: Risa, shut up!

Risa: Make me.

Me: We need to get this fanfiction going now. Shut up so I can tell the dang story.

Risa: : P Aren't you going to tell what the fanfiction's about.

Me: I was until you interrupted me. The fanfiction is about us two falling into Narnia during Voyage of the Dawn Treader and we screw everything up. Well… Risa does and I try ix fit and keep her back from chasing after Caspian and strangling Reepicheep with hugs.

Risa: Reepicheep! I get to meet him! And hug him!

Me: And on with the fic. Enjoy and please drop off your reviews when the chapter has come to a complete stop.

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Chapter 1

The Museum (Jaden's POV)

"Risa, will you put the freaking book down?"

"Why?" Risa whined.

"It's a museum. You know, exhibits, taking pictures of stuff older than our grandparents…"

"It sounds so boring!"

"Did you tell her about the medieval exhibit?" another girl asked.

"Medieval exhibit?" Risa perked up.

"No, I was going to get to that… eventually," I said with shifty eyes.

"Oh, so you didn't tell her about the swords and other weapons…" My hand flew over the other girl's mouth.

"Don't tell her about the W word," I hissed. But Risa had already heard.

"Weapons? As in a total exhibit full of sharp, pointy objects? Awesome! Lead on Jade!"

"It's Jaden, Risa. I hate you for that dumb nickname," I muttered and we entered the museum. Risa was practically skipping while I sulked.

The tour guide was one of those blonde ladies in their forties who wore that awful cheesy smile which practically said "Let's get this over with so I don't have to be here."

"Welcome everyone." There was the smile. "We will first have a seat and check you all in before moving on to the first exhibit."

"There's a space over there," I said and pulled Risa over to a wall, painted with a beautiful mural of the sea with an old-age ship. Her head was a green dragon and her sails were purple.

"Risa, look at this," I said, staring at the wall in awe. Risa had her nose in her book again. I rolled my eyes and went back to studying the mural. That was when something weird happened.

The waves began to move up and down and there was a wind coming from the wall. "Is this part of an exhibit?"

"What?" Risa asked, not paying attention to what I was saying.

"Risa, put the book down and look! The mural is… alive!"

Risa looked up and stared wide eyed at the mural. Soon the museum lobby disappeared and we were thrown into the water. I tried to keep my head over the waves an saw the ship coming towards us.

"Risa?" I called. She was far away from me and was floating towards the ship. "Risa!"

A figure jumped off of the ship and swam towards me and then I felt an arm around me. "Swim!"

I had no choice and swam to the ship. Risa was already standing there with a towel draped over her shoulders. She was staring in awe at the people surrounding us.

"Risa what are you…"

"Welcome travelers. You seemed to have quite a day," said a fair-haired boy.

"Caspian?"