This is just something I wrote because I was really bored.
It had barely been a day after their return from Narnia when adventure found them again. Just like before their trip, the afternoon was warm and sunny. But that night there was an awful thunderstorm. The clouds were dark red, the thunder tremendous, and the lightning struck dangerously close. After their experience in Narnia, they couldn't help but wonder if this was cause by magic for this definitely was not a normal storm. But who could do that? Unlike Narnia, Earth's only inhabitants were regular, non-talking animals, sons of Adam, and daughters of Eve. That was it, right?
The next morning the storm had died down to only a mist, though it was very thick. Lucy wanted to go out and play hide-n-seek along with Edmund, but Susan was afraid everyone would get separated and lost. They looked to Peter for the final decision. He was a bit confused though. He agreed with Susan, it could be dangerous, but he also felt strangely compelled to go out, almost as if someone was calling him.
When the others realized that Peter wasn't paying attention, they noticed a look in his eyes that they hadn't seen for what seemed like ages. Peter looked like a High King of Narnia again. After seeing this, the other three started to concentrate. What could have caused this change in Peter? Then they heard it. The calling. The feeling of Narnia in distress, thee same one they felt in Narnia when it was under the White Witch's control. They knew that, as kings and queens of that beloved country, they had to seek out the source and d whatever they could to help. So out they went into the blanket of mist, not as children to play, but as true rulers to help their people.
I know. It's not very good at all, but this is more of an experiment than a story, though it does get a little better in a few chapters.