POV Professor Kirke
I look at the two children before me. They are overly worried about their sister.
"What is it?" I ask them as I point to the chairs in front of my desk.
"It's our sister, Lucy." Susan says as she sits down.
"The weeping girl?" I ask.
"Yes sir." Susan tells me, "She's upset."
"Hence the weeping." I look at them, "Now, why is she upset?"
"Well, Lucy said she went to another world...Narnia I think it was called?" Peter looks at me with confusion.
Lucy had gone to Narnia? That's..why that's splendid! I think to myself, and look at the two before me.
I take a breath and light up a cigar,"Now tell me, why do you not believe her?"
"Well sire, we had looked at the wardrobe, but there was a back to it. " Susan says.
"Well, sir, if things are real, they're there all the time." Peter tells me.
I sigh, if you try to find Narnia, you won't be able to! It must find you!
"Are they?" I look at him. He looks at me with wide eyes, not knowing what to say.
I smile, "Didn't anyone go with her there?" I ask them, trying to hide my enthusiasm.
"Well, our brother, Edmund did. Or at least Lucy said she had gone there and found him there. But he said he hadn't gone anywhere." Susan explains, waving her hands around.
Ah...Edmund. I nod to myself. I had noticed him before. The glint in his eyes, there was something there. He needed to be fixed, needed to smile a real smile again and have his eyes shine again. Not the smirks and clouded anger that he wore now. The only way to save him was to get them all to believe in Narnia. Then they'd be able to go there...and he'd be possibly saved. Aslan would help, I'm sure.
"And who is the more truthful one of the two?" I put my cigar down, rolling my eyes. Children these days! Absolutely use no logic nor imagination. Growing up too fast.
"Well, Lucy is sire." Peter sighs.
"Well, why don't you believe her?" I ask them, exasperated.
"Well, you see that's impossible sire! No such worlds exist! You must know this!" Peter cries out, with Susan nodding.
"What do they teach at schools these days?" I ask as I look at them, "Personnaly, I would believe the one whose more truthful, however insane they may seem."
I get up and open the door, ignoring their protests.
"Go, now." I order them.
They leave, bewildered.
Children. I sigh as I shut the door.
Then I smile, so the wardrobe had been a gateway all along. Narnia- how I missed it. I laughed as I sat down and started to write a letter to Polly.
POV Edmund
The window shatters and we all run to hide. It had been my mistake, I threw the ball too hard. Cricket is the most boring game, especially if people try to force you into playing. And then laugh at you when you fail. And anyways, it was just a window. I'll blame it on Peter. Yes. But as I follow everyone else, I can see that we're nearing the room with the wardrobe. That's not good. I try to keep on running past the door, but Peter grabs me furiously and pushes me in. Now they'll know I've been lying. I hate my luck. See, I've been telling them that I had just played along with Lucy, not really gone to Narnia or whatever it was called. But why was worrying? I'd rule it one day, unlike them. And they'd be my servants, kneeling before my throne, weeping for mercy.
I noticed Susan and Peter eye each other as Lucy ran to the wardrobe with a excited smile, "Come on!" She opened the door and jumped in.
"Really?" Susan whined and looked at Peter who shrugged sadly and jumped in after Lucy. Susan followed him carefully and I went last, closing the door. We all kept going further and further back, and then Susan yelped,"Ow! I'm touching something wet! And what's this? Pine trees?"
We all walked into the snow covered woods. Susan and Peter looking around in bewilderment and Lucy was smiling annoyingly.
Peter laughed,"Lucy, seems like we've stumbled into your magical world! I'm so sorry i didn't believe you Lu!" Then he turned to me with fury and something else I couldn't read in his eyes.
POV PETER
That brat! He was so annoying, selfish and a lier. The professor had been right all along! I couldn't believe Edmund, where was the cheeky five year old I used to know? In his place stood a annoying little bugger, a person who I couldn't believe was my brother. What had happened? What had changed? I couldn't believe he had lied about Lucy and her world. Poor Lu!
I turned towards him,"You little thick! You apologize to Lucy right now!"
He just looked at me, coldness that made my stomach flip in his eyes, "Sorry Lu." he said and looked at her. Obviously, he hadn't meant it.
"How can you be such a selfish little brat!" I yelled at him, raising my fist.
"PETER! Please, stop!" Lucy screams,"It's okay, he said sorry."
I glare at Edmund. What had happened?
Then I notice that Susan was gone, "Su?" I call out.
"Here have these." Susan popped out, holding coats.
"Well, wouldn't we be stealing?" I ask Susan.
She smiles, "Well, we wouldn't be taking them out of the wardrobe now, would we?"
I smile and take one of the coats, giving one to Lucy.
Susan give's one to Edmund who looks at it with disgust, "A girls coat?" he whines.
"Would you rather freeze?" I ask him as I button my coat up. He glares at me, but puts it on.
I then look at Lucy,"What do you want to do?" I ask her, and watch as her eyes light up.
She smiles,"Snowball fight!"
And throws a snowball at me. Susan joins in and we continue on laughing, throwing snowballs. Except for Edmund, there's all ways Edmund. I watch him as he looks at some mountains longingly. Susan throws a snowball at him, but he just turns around and glares at her.
Where has my cheeky younger brother gone? Is all I can think, it's all I've been thinking of for the past few years.
What happened?