Hello. This is a random, cute little story that I wrote because I think Mr. Tumnus is a random, cute little faun. Bon Apetite!

Mr. Tumnus Meets A Fan: The Director's Cut

It was winter in Narnia, though, not like the winters during the reign of the White Witch. This time, it was a pleasant winter, that would shortly be heading into a cheerful Christmas. The faun Tumnus was hurrying home to his cave with several parcels in his arms when something moving in the wood caught his eye.

"Who is there?" he called into the wintery atmostphere. He received no reply so he continued scurrying on his way. However, he saw another movement. "Please show yourself," he said. Presently, the gentle pounding of cloven hoofs rang in his twitching ears. He looked into the snowy trees to see a faun coming toward him. "Hello," he said to the other faun.

"Hello," was the reply. The faun was female, and the prettiest faun Tumnus had ever seen. Her hair and fur was silky smooth and shone in the crisp sunlight. She had rosy cheeks and curly golden hair, and gentle blue eyes. She wore a pretty faun gown made of the airiest of fabrics, and carried an umbrella over her right arm.

"I'm Tumnus," he said, and extended his hand to her just the way Lucy had shown him. She looked at his hand sceptically, so he said, "You shake it."

She cocked her head and asked, "Why?"

Laughing, Tumnus replied, "I don't know." She smiled back at him and shook his outstretched hand.

"I'm Loraly," she introduced herself. "You are really the faun Tumnus then?"

"Yes, you have heard of me?"

"Of course! You are the great faun that befriended and saved Queen Lucy the Valiant. Everyone has heard of you!" Her blue eyes sparkled with intrigue. Clearly, she was in awe that she was in the presence of the Mr. Tumnus that Queen Lucy always speaks so fondly of.

Tumnus smiled. "Would you care to join me for a cup of tea Loraly?"

"I would love to, Mr. Tumnus," she replied. Faun Tumnus offered her his arm, and they walked through the powdery snow to his cozy little cave for a spot of tea.

ALTERNATE ENDING:

Tumnus smiled. "Would you care to join me for a cup of tea Loraly?"

"I would love to, Mr. Tumnus," she replied. Faun Tumnus offered her his arms, and they walked through the powdery snow to his cozy little cave for a spot of tea.

However, just before entering the cave, a safe fell of Tumnus' head. Loraly shrugged, grabbed his wallet and ran off into the wood to spend his money on Turkish Delight and perfume.

DIRECTOR'S NOTE:

I chose not to put this scene in the final cut of the story because I felt that it was just a little too dramatic. People would feel angry afterward and I realized that nobody really wants to see Mr. TUmnus die.

BLOOPER:

"I'm Loraly," she introduced herself. "You are really the faun Tumnus then?"

"Yes, you have heard of me?"

"Of course! You are the great faun that befriended and saved Queen Lucy the Vacant. Oops! Ha ha ha."

"Ha, nice Loraly, calling our Queen 'vacant'."

"CUT!"