A/N: Well, here it is! The prologue of the sequel to New Narnia! I hope you all like it, it features the 'special guest' mentioned in the summary... and we get to see what happened to the Pevensie's parents now that they're staying in Narnia. Longer A/N ramble at the end ;) Oh, and to understand ANYTHING that is happening in this story, you MUST have read my original story, New Narnia. Otherwise, this isn't going to make a LICK of sense.
MASS DISCLAIMER: This is the only disclaimer I'm doing for the WHOLE story, so lemme say this now... I DO NOT own the Chronicles of Narnia, C.S. Lewis and his estate does. I'm not gaining anything from the publication of this story, just the satisfaction of having Susan and Caspian stay together :) Me no own, you know sue!
There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it. That is, unless you're speaking with his cousins, the four Pevensie children. They would insist he deserved much, much worse. However, the Pevensie children had been missing for the better part of a year, and Eustace was more than happy to be rid of them. Though, it was upsetting that their disappearance was affecting his life so greatly. His mother, Alberta, was constantly over at her sister Helen's house, consoling her. With her husband away working in America, and her four 'precious' children missing, she was a total wreck. That left Eustace alone with his father most of the time. While Harold was a mostly agreeable man, he wasn't a very active father, mostly leaving Eustace to his own devices. And this, in turn, lead to Eustace being very, very bored almost all of the time. And this boredom he blamed completely on the Pevensie's, no questions asked.
And it was thanks to this spectacular boredom that Eustace found himself in the spare bedroom of his home, on the one year and one month anniversary of his cousins disappearance from the train station, glaring at the ugliest painting in the entire world. It had been a gift for his mother from a lady she didn't want to upset, but Alberta hated the picture as much as Eustace did. So, they had all decided to stick it up in the tiny back guest room, to appeal the lady, but also so they wouldn't have to look at the hideous thing.
Eustace thought back to the last time his cousins had visited, just after they had returned from an old professors house in the country. They had been staying there so the could be 'safe' during the German air-raids, and everyone always said the four children had come back changed. They were closer to one another, and acted like they were grown ups, rather than children. And it antagonized Eustace to no end. He had found the four of them crowded into this back room one day during their last visit, talking about fairytales and places that didn't exist. Narnia, how ridiculous! There was no such place as Narnia, Eustace would know. He read many books about facts and logic, and never had he even read that there was a fairytale about a place called Narnia. His cousins were so stupid. He didn't miss them at all, not even a little…
However, this mentality did not explain why Eustace was sitting in the guest room, staring at the painting they had all liked so much. They spoke of how it reminded them of their ship, the Splendor Hyaline, which of course, didn't exist. They didn't have a sailing ship, how could they? It was preposterous. Though, according to them, their ship didn't have a purple sail like the one depicted in the painting. Eustace snorted at the memory. A ship with a purple sail, or any color other than white, really, was completely ridiculous.
Eustace stood up from the little bed, preparing to leave the room. The painting was making him sick, he could almost smell the dirty slat water the ship was sailing on. Glancing at the painting a last time, Eustace had to do a double take. He could have sworn the water in the picture was moving. Moving closer, he was completely sure he had gone mad, because the painting had started to leak. A painting, leaking! He'd been thinking of his cousins far too much. He was about to turn to leave, when the painting started to positively gush water, causing Eustace to sputter and spit, attempting to get the fowl-tasting seawater out of his mouth. In an attempt to remove the painting from the wall, Eustace accidentally knocked it to the floor. The spare room quickly filled with cold seawater, and Eustace found himself kicking with all his might to the surface…
A/N: Well, here we go again! I'm starting to think maybe I should have given myself a break between stories... NAH! This is WAYY too much fun to stop doing! The first 'official' chapter will bring us up-to-date on what our favorite family has been up to since the New Narnia epilogue... BTW, it's been 2 years since the epilogue, 3 years since Su and Cas left on their honeymoon. And in case you've been under a rock or something, Susan and Caspian have been married 3 years (no Rilian yet, sorry guys!) and Peter and Aliyah have been married 2 years. I'll get around to writing their wedding eventually, hahaha. So, what do we think? Excited for the rest of the story? Send me a review, let me know!