Author's Note: This is it of the introductory chapters, so the next chapter should include some BTTF characters. Krissy Palmer is the daughter of Tatianna Palmer from Reality Escape.

December 24, 1010
4:15 PM Narnia Time
World of Narnia

Ferris Bueller was stunned, as he looked around. He was planning to head to an adult club - with his best friend, Cameron Frye. His sister, Jeanie, was rather unhappy with his plan - and, as a result, decided to chase after them. Eventually, it simply led up to the three of them being caught in a blizzard - as they were having a heated quarrel.

"Where are we?" asked Jeanie, as she glanced around. "How could we simply go from being caught in a heavy blizzard, to... to this?" Ferris was also very confused by what just happened. With anger, she shouted, "This is all your fault, Ferris Bueller!"

"Yeah, Ferris," agreed Cameron, as he glared at his best friend. "I'm started to regret that we even quite bothered to get together for Christmas. My home life might not be all that great, but... Why do you always drag me into those little schemes of yours?"

"Thanks to you, Ferris," continued Jeanie, "our Christmas is ruined! I'm beginning to wonder just why I was even looking so forward to you coming home. You just need to ruin everything, with those nefarious schemes of yours. Now, thanks to you, we're lost. At least, your friend Cameron here seems to have an iota of sense - unlike you!"

"Jeanie, I rather don't recall asking you to follow us," snapped Ferris. "Cameron, why are you blaming me? Jeanie's sure the one who's at fault! If she had just minded her own business, and not interfered with our plans - we'd be at that club, by now!"

"If you weren't at home," snapped Jeanie, "Mom and Dad really would've, quite likely, blamed me for your absence. Mom and Dad's always just yelling at me, for every little infraction - but, for you? Oh, no! You're just Mom and Dad's perfect little angel!"

"Yeah, you have the whole world under your thumb," added Cameron, angrily. "If we ever get home, Ferris Bueller, you can really forget about having me as your friend. I should've known that disaster would actually happen. Now, look at us! I have no idea how we're all supposed to get home! Hell, this place doesn't even look like Chicago!"

"My goodness, are you people really bickering?" asked a feminine voice. Ferris looked up, and he was rather shocked by what he saw. It was a creature that had the body of a horse, but had a torso of a young teenage girl. "Life is just too short for fights!"

"Shut up, and mind your own business!" snapped Jeanie. "It doesn't concern you!" As Jeanie looked up, though - she gave a sudden gasp. "What the... Who are... I simply cannot believe... This is really so... Oh, my!" With that, Jeanie suddenly passed out.

"Sons of Adam and Daughter of Eve," the centaur mused. "Although, it just looks as if the Daughter of Eve has fainted. Why don't you just lay her on my back. It sure looks to me like you've came from the Land of Man. We'll take you over to the Beavers. The Christmas season is upon us. I'm sure that there's a good reason for your presence."

"So, uh, what's this place?" Ferris asked, confused. It rather wasn't often, that Ferris would feel nervous or confused. After all, Ferris was usually the strong and confident man who had a firm gasp on the world. He knew to handle everything... until now!

"You are in Narnia," replied the centaur, gently. Ferris was taken aback, as something about the name seemed familiar to him. He couldn't think of where to place it, though. "My name is Talia. You have nothing to worry about. We'll take care of your friend."

"Actually, she's my sister," corrected Ferris, as he stuck out his hand. "It's real nice to meet you. Although, I'm sure not used to talking to a centaur. No offence. It's that... Well, where we came from, only humans can quite talk. In fact, where we come from, centaurs don't even exist. I'm not sure we got here. We were caught in a blizzard."

"That's perfectly all right," Talia replied, gently. "Now, why don't the two of you place the woman on my back - and I'll simply lead you to the Beavers. I'm quite certain they won't mind. You two will have to walk, but the Beaver's aren't all too far from here."

"Yeah, okay, that's fine," replied Cameron, nervously. "I'm rather familiar with Narnia, in fact. I mean, it's certainly my first time of being here - but I... Well, I've read about Narnia in... I suppose I shouldn't really tell you. Actually, being here is quite exciting."

"Thanks very much for your hospitality, Talia," Ferris commented, as he and Cameron lifted up Jeanie. As they placed Jeanie on Talia, he added, "I suppose I could just get used to this place. It's much like having a rather nice vacation. By the way, where we came from, it also happens to be Christmas." Turning to Cameron, he asked, "Truce?"

"Yeah, okay," Cameron replied, as he shook Ferris' hand. "I'm sorry for yelling at you. I'm quite a little upset about my father. I mean, after I told him off, he ran away from home. Three months later, he returns - with lung cancer! Now, he's insistent that..."

"I think he feels bad about how he's been treating you," suggested Ferris, softly. "Of course, I guess I rather can't blame you for not being ready to forgive him. The thing is, though... He might die, soon. If you don't forgive him - you might really regret it."

"Your friend is right," agreed Talia. "It's very important to forgive and forget. I'm sure not to pretend that I know the whole situation between you and your father. Still, I'm sure that you'd feel better, if you and your father could just make peace. If he's very insistent on making things up with you, you should let him. Just give it some thought."

Cameron simply gave a small smile, as he and Ferris followed Talia, with Jeanie on top of her. Ferris just gave his friend's shoulder a gentle squeeze. While he still really had no idea how he ended up in Narnia, he decided that he'd make the most of the visit.

oooooooooo

Kristina Palmer, who was six years old, could hardly believe her eyes. Just a moment ago, she and her mother were simply sitting on the porch steps of their home. A star fell from the sky, which Krissy found to be rather fascinating. Her mother then urged her to close her eyes, and just make a wish. Krissy wished to be able to visit Narnia.

After watching The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe, Krissy really was fascinated by the land - and she, in fact, asked her mother to read the books to her. She felt rather close to her mother, Tatianna - who would encourage her to nurture her imagination.

She began to think of her name - and how she was actually named after her mother's close friend, Kristina Bourgeois. While Kristina was just about ten years younger than Tatianna - both were simply insistent that, at one time, they were just the same age.

Being just a young girl, Krissy saw no reason to not believe her mother's stories. She sure was fascinated with other worlds, and really loved hearing about the world that her mother and her namesake spent some time in. As a result, she actually longed to have spend time in another world herself. Could her wish have finally come true?

"Hey!" called out a feminine voice. She turned around, and saw a girl who was smaller than her - and, yet, she looked a little older. "Welcome to Narnia! I reckon you'll come to like this place. It's serene! My name is Ariella. I'm nine years old, and I'm a dwarf."

"A dwarf?" asked Krissy, mesmerized. "That's so awesome. I'm real happy to be here. I've rather wished to visit other worlds, for so long. The world where I come from can be so boring. I'd love to stay here, but I'd miss my mommy. So, is this place Narnia?"

"Affirmative," replied Ariella, smiling. "I was just on the way over to the Beavers. You could join us, if you'd like to. I'm happy about it being Christmas. I was born, not long after the Witch Witch was vanquished. However, I'm frightened. The thing is, I really heard that there was some threat. Oh, I hope that it's nothing like the White Witch."

"I simply love Christmas, too," Krissy replied, cheerfully. "It's Christmas, too - where I came from. It's simply a wonderful time of year. So, uh, what's this threat that you're talking about? I certainly do hope that it doesn't dampen my enjoyment of his place."

"I'm certain that it'll be fine," suggested Ariella, gently. "It's probably nothing that the kings and queens on Narnia can't really handle. After all, they've been here for about ten years, and they've played a rather major role in the defeat of the White Witch."

"You mean the Pevensies?" Krissy asked, excitedly. Ariella simply looked blank. "Lucy, Edmund, Susan, and Peter?" Ariella nodded, with a big smile. "This is real exciting! It'll be so much fun! I simply can't believe that my wish came true! The best thing of all, it will be about the same moment that I left, when I return home! It'll be so awesome!"

"Let's go," urged Ariella. "'I'm certain that you'll enjoy the cooking of Mrs. Beaver. I'm feeling so hungry, right now. The Beavers were always been such generous folks. At least, they make this place quite hospitable. It's rather festive, at this time of year!"

"Yay!" squealed Krissy, as she began to skip beside Ariella. "I can't believe that this is really happening. The only thing that would quite make this trip be better, would be if mommy was also here. It feels good to know that she won't be missing me, at least."

"I love my mother, too," Ariella replied, cheerfully. "I'll have to introduce you to her, a little later. She is simply loving, and she tells me all kinds of interesting stories. I'd sure miss her, if anything tragic was to happen to her. I'm real happy that I met you. After all, as nice as this place is... Well, it wouldn't be good for you to be lost and alone."

Krissy smiled, as she really was fond of her new friend. She wondered how long she'd stay here. She felt that it was a wonderful Christmas present. She was looking rather forward to telling her mother about her adventures in this place. She felt so happy!