Rating for this chapter: K
Warnings: None but too much fluffy cuteness.
Okay, okay I know it's all too cute and lovely...but writing something darker takes more time and energy to do it right...so that will have to wait.
I do not own Narnia or its characters.
"Edmund! Get away from there!"
Mrs. Pevensie pulled Edmund away from watching the storm outside the window, and handed him over to Peter.
"Go get ready for bed with Peter, love."
Peter hid his smile as he pulled his pajama shirt over his head. Edmund was jumping at every crack of thunder, and his face was turning paler by the second making it very easy for someone to count every single freckle on his chubby cheeks.
"I thought you said being scared of storms was for four year olds like Lucy. Not a 'big six year old' like you," Peter quoted.
Edmund scowled at his older brother. "I am not scared!"
"If you say so," Peter said climbing into bed.
"I hope I never turn nine years old. You are in-suff-er-ably annoying," Edmund shot back, stumbling over the new word he had picked up from their mother earlier that day.
"There's not much you can do about getting older, Ed."
"That's what you think, but Susan's book says differently."
"That story Susan read to you is not real, Edmund. You know that," Peter said tiredly, his eyes slipping shut.
"Susan said that too. But I think you two are no fun. You are just as bad as mummy saying magic isn't real," Edmund said stubbornly, climbing into his own bed.
Peter made no move to reply, tired of bickering with Edmund for the night.
The storm waged on, bending the tree branches, and the moon slipped behind a cloud, making their bedroom suddenly pitch black.
"Peter?"
"Hm?"
"I…I'm sc- I'm cold."
Peter smiled to himself as he patted his bed, and Edmund scampered over. He was finally starting to fall asleep when-
"Peter?"
"What?"
"The tree…the tree isn't going to fall on us is it?"
"No, go to sleep Eddie."
"You don't know what the tree is going to do!"
"I promise you the tree will not fall on you. But I will make you go back to your own cold bed if you don't keep quiet."
