Summary: This wasn't good. Nope, not good with whatsoever. He had her pinned, and circled her like an animal circles his prey while she sat helpless tied to the chair in their bedroom. Peter/Alexa oneshot post DCH.

Yes, another Peter/Alexa humor oneshot set in the Golden Age. It may not be hilarious but it might get a chuckle out of ya.

Disclaimer: I only own Alexa, not Narnia. That's C.S. Lewis.

~Syrup Filled Mornings~

This wasn't good. Nope, not good with whatsoever. He had her pinned, and circled her like an animal circles his prey while she sat helpless tied to the chair in their bedroom. If she could only get one hand from out of the loop… Peter stopped suddenly to give her a piercing gaze. She stopped the twisting of her wrist trying to get out of the rope that was securely – but not painfully – encaging her wrists behind the chair. Seemingly satisfied he continued his circling around Alexa who was now starting to get suddenly stopped circling to kneel in front of her sitting form before smiling all too sweetly. I don't like that smile. Alexa thought eyes widening a fraction, but she tried not to giggle hysterically as she looked atop of his head.

"Alexa?" To her relief, he got up and started walking around her chair again. Anything was better than that creepy smile.

"Yes? Is there any particular reason why I'm tied to this chair? It's getting quite uncomfortable." Her husband's reply to that was to simply lean against the door entrance to their chambers about four feet in front of her and give her a half lidded gaze crossing his arms.

"I had to chase you around the Cair for half an hour before carrying you all the way here. Do stop asking stupid questions. All I want to know is… where did you and Edmund get enough syrup to replace the things I use to wash my hair with?" I bit my lip to try and fight off the hysterical laughing, but unfortunately for Peter it was to no avail. I succumbed to fits of giggles as she looked to her husband's head to see it all sticking up rather stiffly in all directions. He rolled his eyes and looked up, also biting his lip to still his urge to laugh. After a few moments of listening to my laughing, he began to chuckle along with me.

"Oh Peter… I do think… you look better that way. It is rather dashing…" I said between fits of giggles. He covered his face with his hands and laughed a bit louder. "Well if you must know, we snuck into the kitchen and filled the bottles while you were in a meeting. Now honey if you wouldn't mind untying me now, I want to get back to my book." Peter just smirked and left the room without a word, chuckling all the way down the hallway. Alexa followed him with her eyes in disbelief before calling out.

"Hey, Peter. I asked you to untie me Dear… Peter!" He could hear her calling but he was only thinking of one thing. Revenge.

"Peter! PETER PEVENSIE HAUL YOUR ARSE BACK IN HERE! HEY!" Peter smiled to himself as he spotted his little brother with Susan talking animatedly about something. Hello dear brother, fancy a head full of syrup this morning? He stopped mid-sentence as soon as he spotted Peter walking calmly towards him with a deadly evil smile on his face. Edmund ran like the wind.

Well, hope you guys liked this Peter/Alexa oneshot. I wanna think of some a little bit out of the box oneshots now with this pairing.