Chapter 4

Oh my gosh, I ask for 7 reviews, and I get 15. How 'bout I ask for 20 and get 30? ; )

This is meant to be a relatively short chapter, so I'm sorry if you expected longer. I know I have to work on my pacing, so please bear with me. It shall also be relatively more serious. (Relatively)

I have posted another story called 'I want my nose', even though no one actually reviewed and said they wanted me too. Hint, hint. : )

Enjoy,

Lucy

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Eustace had a hero that day, even though it didn't end up quite like he had expected. His torture was cut short by Susan accusing Peter and Edmund, and in an off-handed way, Jill, of being childish and immature. Peter, apparently used to this, sighed, saying, "Susan, if you weren't wearing fatally sharp high heels, I would make a comment about that."

"I'd just tickle her and be done with it," Edmund muttered.

"Excuse me? We all know exactly where you're ticklish, mister," Susan said.

"So?" Edmund said. "We- I- know where you're ticklish too!"

"Edmund, we've already established that I am wearing heels. Besides, you're being childish, like I said," Susan said tightly.

"I am a child Susan. You are too. How old are you? 15?!"

That seemed to make her even more angry than she was. "This whole meeting was a mistake. Why waste time to discuss fairy tales and dreams?"

Susan suddenly and unexplainably had five pairs of eyes staring at her like there was no tomorrow. "What?!" four of the voices yelled.

She laughed, even though her laugh was a bit forced and higher than usual. "You still believe in that....that place?"

"Uh, is it not obvious?" Edmund said incredulously.

Jill sat on Peter's bed as quietly as possible, wondering how Susan, who was a queen of Narnia, had somehow forgotten it. "Susan, even if you have forgotten Narnia, don't you remember Aslan?"

Susan looked at her, and said with forced sweetness, "You're only a child, Jill, so I wouldn't expect you to understand. Aslan is just a fairy tale."

That was when Peter, Susan, and Edmund, and occasionally Eustace started yelling at each other.

"Jill, it may be a good time to leave now. I'm sorry, and I'm sure Peter and Edmund are to. Susan didn't mean what she said," Lucy said miserably. Jill then grabbed Eustace and they both left.

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The first part of the walk to Jill's house was in silence, until Eustace said, "I'm sorry. I didn't know Susan was like that. On a happier note, what'd you think of the others?"

"Well, Peter seemed to be in charge, but he was ..." she searched her brain for the right word, "chivalrous. Or, it seemed like he would have been if he were in Narnia. He was quite nice.
Edmund was funny, but not to the point of being rude. He didn't seem to care what others thought of him, especially when Susan called him childish. I think he is (childish, I mean), but in a good way. Lucy was sweet and understanding and happy. I think that's her nature. Susan, I think, loves Aslan and remembers Narnia, but she's too scared to admit it, but I don't know why."

"What about me?" Eustace asked with a grin.

"You? You're just....I don't know....Eustace! Yes, I just said, in short, that Eustace is Eustace," Jill said proudly and with dignity.

"Hmmm. I am me. That works," he said, shrugging.

A few minutes later, they arrived at Jill's house, and at the door, she asked, "Eustace, why did you walk me home?"

"Well, you are sometimes forgetful, so if I let you go by yourself, I wouldn't have heard from you again for a week."

The door promptly slammed in his face.

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See what I mean about short? I did do my best to get Jill's thoughts on the Pevensies, so I hope I did it well enough. I also hope that's what you meant when you asked for her ideas.

No, that last part was not romance, Eustace thought she would get lost on her own.

Thanks to all my reviewers! I can't name you all, but still, thanks!

If you review, maybe I can persuade Jill to bake the cookies! We all know how bad Lucy (I) am, even though I do try. *sniff*

Please review!

Btw, if anyone is following my other story and has read the last chapter, you know this, but I'm changing my pen name to Lucy the Valiant because I think I confuse people when I sign things with Lucy. I may change my name a lot, but, trust me, I am still the same person. I will probably keep Lucy in it.