A/N: A thank you to all who have read and reviewed my fanfic so far. I'm thankful that others can appreciate a somewhat different story regarding our favorite spy trio. Of course, I still do not own anything related to "Chuck" or the "Chronicles of Narnia" book series. Please keep the reviews coming. Hopefully, this next chapter doesn't disappoint.
Chuck vs. Narnia
Chapter 2
"Narnia?" Sarah asked incredulously.
"Narnia?" Casey echoed. "You mean that fantasy world from all those books I read when I was a kid?"
"We actually share something in common, Casey. I'm impressed." Chuck beamed.
"Can it, Bartowski. I hated those books! I had to read them for school."
"Chuck, are you really sure we're in Narnia?" Sarah asked.
"Look around you, Sarah. Don't you remember seeing all this from the movie? Or even from reading the book? Are you telling me that none of this looks familiar at all?"
"Well", Sarah pondered.
"Come on, get serious, Walker! Think about what the geek is saying. There is NO way that we can possibly be in some fantasy world."
Sarah sighed, "Chuck, I really don't know what's going on. And, I'm not saying that your idea is totally impossible." Casey rolled his eyes at her in complete disgust. "But, I have to agree with Casey on this one. It just doesn't seem right that we can be in Narnia right now".
Chuck responded, "Then I'll just have to prove it to both of you".
"How?" Sarah asked.
"Give me one of your knives", Chuck said.
"What?" Sarah asked.
"You know the knives that you keep around your ankles. Hand me one, any one", Chuck requested.
"OK". Upon bending down to retrieve a knife from her ankle stash, she realized that her knives were gone.
"My knives are gone!" she exclaimed. She then instinctively reached for her gun holster and realized that her gun was also missing.
"My gun, too!"
Casey immediately felt around his waist to see if he had his weapons still. No luck.
"Me too!" he exclaimed.
"Ah ha! I knew it!" Chuck crowed. "That's why I asked for your knife, Sarah. If we're really in Narnia, then you WOULD be missing all of your fancy weapons because we wouldn't need them here!"
"OK, Chuck. So, we're unarmed. But that's just a major coincidence, not proof", Sarah offered.
"Fine. Then, let me show you something else". Chuck pointed to something in the distance.
"Do you see where my finger is pointing? It's the lamppost. Yes, the very same lamppost that's in the movie and the book."
"Now, add it all up. The lamppost, your missing weapons, the lined trees, the sky, everything. I'm telling you, this place can only be Narnia".
Casey remained unconvinced. However, Sarah was now torn as to what to believe. A part of her was now convinced by everything that Chuck had said. However, the spy / agent / skeptical side of her was still going to win this argument.
"I'm sorry, Chuck. I'm still not convinced".
Chuck threw his arms in the air in complete exasperation. "I don't know what else I can do to convince you guys"
Then, an unfamiliar voice spoke, "I . . . I . . . begging your pardon. Please!"
The trio turned to face the unknown speaker. Once they did so, they became bug-eyed and tongue-tied at what they saw.
The upright gait and voice resembled those of a man. However, the two short horns on the head, the elongated curly tail, and the strange hoofs on the ground suggested that this was a different type of creature altogether.
The creature continued, "I do apologize. I really don't mean to interrupt you. However, I'm just walking along and I realize that I'm not familiar with any of you".
Only Chuck had any strength in his voice to muster a response. "Faun Tumnus?" he asked.
"Yes, yes. Faun Tumnus. That is my name! But, how did you know that? More importantly, I do not know any of your names."
"Oh, then allow me to make an introduction. I'm Chuck. And these are two of my friends, Sarah and Casey".
Sarah could only muster a wave of her right hand in greeting Mr. Tumnus. Casey gave the creature a barely perceptible nod of his head.
"It's a real pleasure to meet the three of you", Mr. Tumnus replied. "But, I'm still confused as to what exactly you are. I'm thinking you must be descendants of giants that roamed Narnia well before my family's time".
"Actually, Mr. Tumnus", Chuck said, "Casey and I are Sons of Adam and Sarah here is a Daughter of Eve".
"You are Sons of Adam and a Daughter of Eve?" Mr. Tumnus posited. "Just like . . . just like".
"The Pevensies?" Chuck offered.
"Yes, the Pevensies. Do you know them?" Mr. Tumnus asked
"No, Mr. Tumnus. We've actually never met the Pevensie siblings. We all come from the same world". Chuck explained.
"Does this mean that you came here through the wardrobe too?" Mr. Tumnus inquired.
Finally, Sarah spoke, "No, Mr. Tumnus. We found a different door to get here." She couldn't help but flash a sly smile at Chuck, one which he returned.
"Another door. Indeed. Well, you live in a world long enough, and every day comes a new surprise." Mr. Tumnus muttered to himself.
"So, I now understand better your presence here. But, I'm still not sure why the three of you are here in Narnia".
"That makes two of us", Casey snorted.
"Well, I'm thinking that this is probably some extraordinary, coincidental misunderstanding. And rather than take up yours or anyone else's time, I think it's best if the three of us get back to our own world as soon as possible", Chuck said.
"So, it's been a real pleasure knowing you, Mr. Tumnus. And we'll be on our way now!"
"I'm afraid that you cannot go anywhere." Mr. Tumnus replied.
"Why not?" Sarah asked.
"Only Aslan can decide whether you can return to your own world or not", Mr. Tumnus said.
"Aslan?" Casey asked.
"Yes, Aslan. You see, when Lucy, her sister, and two brothers came to Narnia many years ago, they helped fulfill a very important prophecy. With Aslan's help, the curse of the White Witch had finally been lifted from Narnia. You can see we still enjoy the fruits of that wonderful occasion".
"Anyway, as part of the prophecy's fulfillment, the Pevensies became our kings and queens. And they were magnificent rulers to be sure. The days of their reign were always filled with joy. Then one day, without warning and without explanation, the Pevensies simply returned to their own world. We have not seen nor heard from them since".
"So, after that day, Aslan issued a decree for all Narnia that should the Pevensies or any other Sons of Adam or Daughters of Eve ever enter Narnia, then they must obtain blessing from Aslan in order to go back to their own world".
"Well, that's just GREAT!" Casey spouted.
"Um, can we see Aslan now?" Chuck asked.
"I can take you to see two friends who can take you to Aslan, if that's your wish. But, why are you so hurried to see Aslan? Why would you want to leave Narnia at all?" Mr. Tumnus inquired.
"With all due respect, Mr. Tumnus. I really don't think that the three of us have any future here in Narnia", Chuck explained.
"Perhaps that's not for you to decide." Mr. Tumnus countered.
"What do you mean?" Chuck asked inquisitively.
Mr. Tumnus looked at the three of them. "Why don't you come to my place and have some tea?"
"Oh, that's really very generous of you, Mr. Tumnus, but we really couldn't impose", Chuck said.
"No imposition at all. My place is just right around the corner. And I can have a cup of tea for each of you in a spot. Besides, I really would enjoy the company. Please?"
At this, they realized it was useless to resist. "After you", Chuck nodded.
Soon, the trio walked stride for stride to the abode of one Faun Tumnus. Upon reaching their destination, they noted the simple yet inviting structure that awaited their presence.
As they made their way inside, they could sense a perfect balance between a simple yet comfortable lifestyle. The mantelpiece contained various knickknacks worthy of a Narnian Faun. The place itself was not large, but not cramped either.
"Please have a seat and get comfortable. I'll get the tea for you straightway", Mr. Tumnus said.
As the trio seated themselves, they still couldn't shake the feeling of how surreal this whole experience had become. Still, Chuck managed to take the whole thing in complete stride.
"So, are you two convinced now?" Chuck asked.
"Fine. You win, Chuck. But, I still can't believe we managed to enter Narnia." Sarah mused.
"I'll tell you one thing. If we don't see this Aslan soon, then I'm ready to add this Faun's head to my apartment wall back home!" Casey snarled.
"Hey, be nice, Casey. He's trying to help us!" Chuck reassured him.
"How? How is serving us tea supposed to help get us out of here?" Casey growled.
At that moment, Mr. Tumnus returned with four freshly brewed cups of fine Narnian tea.
"Well, I do hope that this satisfies your thirst." Mr. Tumnus beamed. "I also have some honey for your tea if you like".
At first, they each took a tentative sip. Soon, it became readily apparent that this Narnian tea surpassed any tea that they'd ever consumed before. Even though Casey requested a small spoonful of honey for his tea, he enjoyed his hot, sweet beverage nonetheless.
"This tea is truly amazing, Mr. Tumnus. Thank you very much!" Chuck complimented the host.
"You're most welcome!" Mr. Tumnus responded.
"So, tell us more about the Pevensies. What were they really like?" Sarah requested after another sip of her tea.
"It's something. I had actually never met any Sons of Adam or Daughters of Eve before I met the Pevensies. Still, I could see readily that they were creatures of great honor, valor, and integrity. In other words, it became clear why they were the only ones who could successfully fulfill the prophecy that I talked about earlier."
"Once they became our kings and queens, they never lost their virtues. They ruled with the care and welfare of all Narnians in mind. They were helpful to all those who needed help. They truly spread joy throughout our land. Every day, they were involved in feasts or banquets to celebrate the joyful season that had befallen Narnia. Everything went smoothly along until they went back to their own world."
"I can see why Aslan would be upset over their leaving", Chuck pondered aloud.
Mr. Tumnus replied, "I wouldn't describe Aslan's reaction as 'upset'. More like disappointment. Still, Aslan was not caught by surprise at all. He knew that they would be positioned to leave Narnia one day"
"With that in mind, I know it must be confusing for all of you not to know why you're here. However, I am sure that you're not here by accident".
"You mean that this was planned all along?" Casey asked.
"Yes, I reckon", Mr. Tumnus responded.
"But, you still don't know what that reason is?" Chuck wondered.
"I'm afraid not, Chuck. I'm simply a Faun".
"But, Aslan must surely know the reason, right?" Chuck continued.
"Most definitely", Mr. Tumnus agreed.
"Then, I think it's really important that we see Aslan immediately!" Chuck opined.
"Well, as I promised you earlier, I can take you to two of my friends who can then lead you to Aslan himself. But, I wish to make sure that this is what you truly want".
At that, Chuck turned to Sarah and Casey. They each nodded their head affirmatively. With that, Chuck's eyes focused back on Mr. Tumnus. "Yes, Mr. Tumnus, it's time now!"
"Very well! Leave the cups on the table and we'll head over there right now."
:"Great. Who are we going to see, by the way?" Chuck inquired.
"Why, the Beavers, of course!" Mr. Tumnus responded.
