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I guess I'll get this fic off the ground then. Chai tea? Check. Good Music? Check. Pajamas? Check. Perfect writing atmosphere? Check.

Dang, out of tea. Gotta make more! Be right back!

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I felt SO out of place as I looked around the table. The dark haired boy, Edmund, and the blonde, agel-faced boy I had seen before I passed out were dressed in some clothes I would attribute to a Robin Hoodish time period, complete with tights and calfskin boots. The two girls who I had never seen were both in beautiful dresses of the same time period, intricate designs worked delicately into the cuffs and bosoms of both. I wore my holey jeans, my Converse high tops and a t-shirt that had a cow on it saying to a milk carton "Milk, I am your father". And I could see that they were all reading it with confused faces.

I glanced around the room, the silence making me feel like I was chewing extra loud. I swallowed a mouthful of half chewed food to halt what I thought must be boisterous chomping and regretted it when it stretched out my esophagus on its way down. I made a "Gahhhg" noise and they all cocked their eyebrows at me.

"Are you alright?" asked the older girl, setting down her fork like she was going to come over and give me the Heimlich. I assured her I was with a rather unconvincingly gravelly voice as I held onto my throat.

I heard someone snort with laughter and everyone looked at Edmund with shock.

"Sorry," he mumbled, focusing his eyes on his plate, but still smiling slightly. Rude.

"I feel we have all been being very rude to this young lady," the older girl said again. Wow, it was like she could read my thoughts…

"Indeed, Susan," the younger girl spoke up, "We don't even know her name and she doesn't know ours either!"

"Of course!" the blonde boy said, smacking his forehead.

"Oh, well, uh, my name's Nakoda," I said, nodding at each person around the table. I didn't feel like I was being proper enough but…I guess I just wasn't use to being at a big table that looked like solid gold eating stuff so fancy looking that I had no clue what it actually was.

"What a lovely name, Nakoda," the younger girl said with a smile, "My name is Lucy. I'm the youngest."

"And I am Susan," the older girl said, "I'm the second oldest."

"I'm Peter," the blonde boy said, beaming at me, "I'm the oldest, of course."

Every eye turned to Edmund as we waited for him to say something.

"What are you looking at me for?" he asked with a mouthful of food, "She already knows my name plus all my titles. Oh wait, I'm the…one in the middle of Susan and Lucy."

I nodded, satisfied.

After breakfast, Lucy took me by the hand and led me up a bunch of stairs and into a room down a long, stone corridor. I assumed it was her room because it looked a lot like a place she would be happy in. The color scheme was clearly green and gold and I noted several stuffed animals, although they were crude compared to stuffed animals in my time. I saw that she was an artist right from the start because her walls were covered in penciled drawings of a lion. I didn't have time to get a closer look at them because Lucy was shoving something soft into my hands.

"Try this one!" she said happily. When I had freed my face from the lump of fabric in my hands I looked at it and grinned.

"This is LOVELY!" I held up the cream colored dress and my jaw dropped in awe. I had never held such a beautiful article of clothing in my life! "Where can I change!"

Lucy laughed and told me to use her room and then meet her back in the kitchen. So I slipped out of my filthy clothes and slipped on the weird undergarments and the beautiful dress. See, being a history lover, I was excited to wear a dress I had only seen in pictures! I felt like I was in the Medieval times!

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Lucy had met me in the kitchen like she said and we were now walking outside the very huge castle that Lucy told me was called Cair Paravel. She wouldn't tell me where we were going but she seemed happy about something.

"You have a beautiful dog," she said absentmindedly.

I looked at her in shock.

"Leroy is here too!"

"Yes he is," Lucy smiled, "That's where we're going."

I made Lucy pick up her skirts and we ran to where ever she was taking me. We skidded to a stop in front of the door of what appeared to be a stable. I swung open the door and was so happy to be greeted by a slobbery kiss and a loud "WOOF!"

I laughed out loud and hugged my gentle giant around his tawny neck. His tail was going full speed (as fast as a Great Dane's tail CAN go) and he was nearly bouncing on his paws in excitement. Oh I was so glad to see him!

"Oh, Leroy! I'm so happy you're here with me!" I kissed his dark snout and rubbed his wrinkly brow.

"I'm glad to be here too!"

No. Freaking. Way. Had my dog just…TALKED? I must be going mad.

Lucy giggled behind me and I looked to her desperately for an answer.

"I guess I should have told you sooner," Lucy admitted, her eyes were shining with mischief. "A lot of Narnian animals can talk. Leroy must have been granted that gift."

I gave Leroy a weirded out grin. He shook his head and I noticed his eyes weren't so empty now, they held intelligence.

"Nakoda, I am the same Dog I ever was in my heart," he said, and I decided I liked his deep, booming voice. "You shall always be my master even though the other Dogs say that Narnian dogs have no masters."

I laughed and kissed his nose, rising to my feet. I felt like taking a long walk with Leroy and Lucy to find out more about this fascinating land we had come to.

"Sorry I pulled you along like I did, by the way," Leroy said, looking at me with sad eyes.

"It's alright, Leroy," I said with a smile, "Apparently I needed to be."

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Well there's chapter 2! I wrote this while listening to "Hillbillies" by Hot Apple Pie…not really the best fanfic writing music, but it made me smile! And I talked to my friend in the military as I wrote this too. That was special! I haven't talked to him in 4 years since he left for Afghanistan! God Bless our troops, both American and all other soldiers involved in this war.