This fic was based off of the quote submitted by Hiddenfilly: Friends bail you out of jail. Best friends are setting next to you saying, "Damn, we messed up."

This time your going to have to guess who is in jail, cause you won't know untill the end... No, Wait! I'll put it in my authers notes at the end and you can guess through out the story who it is. Yeah, I'm mean that way.

"Your world is so messed up," said the darker male.

"I know," was the lighters reply to his friend.

"… Those guys should have been arrested to. They started it," the brown eyed one said.

"They may have started it, but the constable ended it, and he takes care of it as he sees fit," the blue eyed man said.

"Still… How can he say that we're the ones in the wrong?" inquired the older who was brunet.

The younger blond just shrugged, "because we weren't the ones to end it."

The taller thought about it for a while. "Damn! We messed up!"

The shorter smiled and patted the brunet on the shoulder, "We sure did."

"Boys, your free to go," The constible anounced and let the to men in boys bodys out of the ceil.

Both noded to him and followed him out to the main office, where they where very much suprised to see Arther, Susans new boyfriend that she had met before going to Narnia the last time.

"Sorry, I couldn't get you guys out sooner."

"No no," contridicted the blonde. "It's fine."

The dark one nodded behind him, "Yeah, it's fine. Thank you."


So what did you think? Who do you think it is? Befor you read on, go down and review please.

This one, I had a hard time desiding who should be the best friends, then it hit me! No, I'm not telling you yet. Their friendship was awesome, because they fought with each other all the time. But you may be saying after you read who it is that it shouldn't be right! He didn't come to this world with the Pevensies! Any way drum roll please! Keep drumming, keep druming! You are good at the drums, so why don't you keep on drumming while I try to remember who it was supposed to be... Oh right! They are... Peter Pevencie and King Caspian X! Yeah, lame. You guys probably already figured it out... but I enjoyed keeping the clueless in the dark as long as possible... Yes, I'm cual that way.

You know the drill, if you have a quote, plot and/or a coment just PM me or review. I look for word to what you have to say... Or suggest... I'm getting myself confused. Oh yeah! and if you want to steil something PM me and I'll gracefully give you privlige to take it. But if you don't, I'll report you.

Love you all!

~Massy~

P.S. I found that I get over 200 hundred views on every quote story I have writen, so I'm expecting 200 reviews on this fic. It's not really hard, heck you can just write one word and I'll be happy... or sad if you write, hate. But still! I'd rather have hate then no review at all!