I need something to carry me over while I wait.
Disclaimer: Neither are mine.
1949- America
Susan's POV
Light started to attack my eyelids. I moaned.
"Peter, turn off the lights!" I pulled the pillow over my face.
"I didn't turn them on…" I sat up and looked at him quizzically. The light was coming from…
Wait, from the closet? "Peter…" I got up and shook him. "Peter, you need to see this!" He grumbled and got up. And gasped.
"What in the name of… Susan…" His mouth was agape. "How…" I shrugged.
"Peter, I wouldn't have woken you up if I knew!" He stood up, and walked to stand right outside of the door. "Peter… What are you doing?"
"Let's have a look. Last time we clambered into a closet, nothing bad happened." He smiled at me.
"Oh, besides losing Edmund, almost dying, getting attacked, nearly getting turned to stone, and becoming Kings and Queens of another world?" I smiled sarcastically, arms folded across my chest. Peter sent a death glare at me.
"I was being sarcastic."
"So was I."
1947- America
Lucy's POV
I lay on top of my bed. Honestly, I was tired. Susan had left for a trip with her friends to London; Peter was on vacation in Paris. Edmund and I had been alone by ourselves for a week now. Mum and Dad had decided to stay in Rome another month, so Edmund and I were here on our own. I heard Edmund yell for me.
"Lucy! Come help me with dinner!" I moaned and sat up. Then I noticed a soft light flickering from under my closet. I frowned.
"Edmund! Come up here and look at this!" I heard his feet pound against the stairs. He skidded into my room and gaped at the light washing over the floor.
"What is that?" I shrugged. "Should we have a look?"
"Last time we went in a closet, we became rulers of a country. It could be a lot worse."
"I'll take that as a yes." He walked in front of the door, and I stood beside him.
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