Since Peter had learnt the full story, he had spent a lot more time in his room, leaning over his desk and a piece of paper with a pencil in his hand. Edmund had woken up earl - in a much better mood now then when they had first arrived at the Professors – and headed down to breakfast with Lucy and Susan.
Their conversation over breakfast had consisted of purely idle chat and the Professor had soon left the three younger Pevensie's to get back to his work and Mrs Macready had explained that she would be taking a trip out later if any of them wished to join her, to which Susan and Lucy could only answer 'yes' with complete delight.
Edmund had excused himself from the table after that to return to his room, planning on reading, but when he returned to their room, Peter was in the same position as when the younger Pevensie brother had left him that morning.
"Pete, are you going to do anything else today or not?" Edmund questioned his older brother as he sat down on his bed and picked up the book he was in the middle of reading.
"It depends if I think of anything better to do." The elder replied as he continued scribbling on a piece of paper. Edmund slowly put his book down and rose up before heading over to Peter's desk and standing behind him for a while. When Peter didn't notice, he sighed before snatching the paper from under Peter's hands.
"Ed!" Peter shouted as he pushed his chair back and stood up, trying to follow his younger brother to retrieve his plans.
"Pete, we are not doing any of these ideas!" Edmund commented before screwing the paper up and throwing it into the bin beside Peter's desk, just as the elder caught up to him and made a grab for the piece of paper.
"Edmund-"
"Listen to me Peter. We have to be Just on this one. I know it annoys you, but you can't be reckless with things like this. Remember when you almost caused war with Rabadash? You did the exact same thing then!" The younger explained as he sat down on his bed and watched as Peter sighed and joined him.
"I know. I'm sorry," Peter paused and looked over at his younger brother, "Can you see why Narnia needed a Just King now though, Ed?" The black haired Pevensie brother looked down at the floor before nodding in agreement.
"What do you want to do today then?" Peter asked, "I won't mention anything to do with any of it."
"Well, there's some good land around here," Edmund commented, "Doesn't it remind you of Narnia sometimes? The open spaces? Places like Beruna?"
"Yes, it does," Peter replied, "Are you thinking that we-"
"Test what we still know from Narnia?"
"Yeah," Peter replied, "So shall we see who can cross the longest distance?"
"Why not." Edmund replied as the too got up and left the room, informing The Professor of where they were going before leaving the house and setting off across the land, while at the same time Susan and Lucy left with Mrs Macready.
The pair had spent the majority of their afternoon (after the travelling of course,) laying on the grass and looking up at the sky, talking between the two of them, laughing, smiling and just generally being the brothers that they now realised - after spending all that time growing up in Narnia – they should have been all along.
It's strange what things make you notice something that you had never seen before, but should have.
"That cloud looks like Mr Tumnus," Edmund commented as he pointed and looked across at Peter, who just looked slightly unsure, "Can't you see the figure and the his umbrella?"
"I can see the umbrella, but I don't know if that's just, because of all the stories I remember about it."
"Like?" Edmund asked as he moved onto his side, so that he was looking directly at Peter while his brother told the tale that he was thinking of.
"That time when Rabadash came to participant in that tournament that we were holding, with people from Archenland as well?" Edmund nodded to show that he remembered the time in question, "It was a really nice week that week and he had his umbrella up the entire time. We must have all looked right fools, sat next to a faun wearing a scarf and an umbrella throughout duration of the tournament."
Edmund just laughed, "After spending his entire life living in an extremely cold winter Pete, I can see why he still wore his scarf and used his umbrella for while."
"A while?" Peter commented questioningly, "He only took it off when we had been ruling Narnia for fourteen years, Ed!" Both of them ended up laughing at the memory of the day Mr Tumnus had finally taken his scarf off, which - most strangely - had been in the middle of winter.
Peter and Edmund had crossed a considerable length of open space when they reached a point in which they decided to turn back and return to the Professors, considering how long they had already been out there.
"I'll race you back." Peter told Edmund as the pair shared a glance and a smile before they both started running off as quickly as they could to try and beat the other back to the country house in which they were currently staying in.
The countryside was long, but neither of them minded the distance. Narnia had increased stamina and skill in both of them and, even though neither of them were still there, they had kept a hold of everything that they had learnt in their time spent there ruling side by side as Kings. They hadn't been that far away from home, when the nice day had to come to an end for them.
It had all happened so suddenly that Edmund couldn't stop himself from falling as his ankle fell away from underneath him and he found himself falling down a small expanse of hill. Peter had noticed straight away when he could no longer see his brother out of his line of sight and with the added cry from when he had fell.
Peter stopped running forward and ran over to his brother, who was already attempting to pull himself up. Peter had joined his brother, just as he was attempting to get onto his feet, but as soon as he stood onto his injured ankle, he fell down again and Peter only just managed to grab a hold of him as the floor rushed up to greet the younger.
"Thanks." Edmund told his older brother as Peter placed him on the ground from their half stood position.
"You're welcome," Peter replied as he sat himself down as well, "What in the Lions Mane happened though Ed?"
"I'm not sure. One minute I was running and then my ankle just gave way underneath me," Edmund explained as he looked over at his brother, who was intently studying his ankle, "We should be getting back, b- Ow! Peter?"
"Sorry, but I had to test if it was broken."
"And, Doctor Pevensie?" Edmund asked, being completely sarcastic, "Will I live?"
"Edmund," Peter replied firmly, "This isn't funny. Your ankle's not broken, but you can't walk on it."
"I have to if we are going to get back."
"I could always carry you." Peter suggested.
"No, no, you are not Peter," Edmund replied, "Remember the last time you did that when I had a migraine? You are not doing that again."
"I didn't do anything wrong that time." Peter answered.
"Okay, well what about the time when you were carrying Mr Beaver, because he had injured his foot on that stone? You dropped him!"
"In my defence, I was hit by-"
"That was no reason to drop him!"
"You try carrying a beaver – a heavy beaver at that – across a section of land full of-"
"Peter, can we just figure out a way to get back."
"Sure, but remember that you started it." Peter commented as he grabbed a hold of Edmund and lifted him off of the ground, to which another protest was started as the pair set off. Although Peter did refuse to put his brother down for the entire journey. When the Professors house came into view, Peter did finally give into his brother and allowed him to walk (which was a lot more like limp,) the rest of the way to the door himself.
"Oh you're back," The Professor commented when he saw them enter the house before noticing Edmund's limp and pointing to the sofa, "Other than the injury, I assume you had a nice time?"
"Yes thank you," Peter replied as he placed Edmund's ankle onto a cushion, much to his brother's annoyance, "Have Susan and Lucy returned yet?"
"No, but they will be back very shortly I would think," The Professor answered as he sat down on the other sofa, "Have you considered my offer any further of schooling for that future idea of yours?"
"I had thought about it a little," Peter replied, "I think it would be a good idea, but I'd need Mother's permission."
"You could always write and ask her," Answered the Professor, before changing the subject, "How was your afternoon out then?" After his question, Peter and Edmund proceeded to tell the Professor all about their time out that afternoon and that also involved telling the debate over a cloud that looked a lot like Mr Tumnus and his umbrella.
When Susan and Lucy had returned later that evening, they had asked the same question as the Professor, and Susan had insisted on Mother Hening over Edmund for the rest of the evening. Edmund minded the coddling still as he had always done and Peter tried to keep the oldest Pevensie sister's fussing to a minimum.
But on the other hand, Lucy found it very amusing and a reminder of the years they had spent growing up in Narnia as a family. Edmund had filled Lucy in on the cloud that he thought looked like Mr Tumnus and Lucy smiled before divulging into a set of stories on her beloved faun friend, that did succeed in making everyone laugh, even Mrs Macready who - never truly understanding the ramblings about Narnia last year - didn't understand at all that any of this was true and passed it off as the imagination of the youngest Pevensie either way, all of them enjoyed their evening considerably after that filling it with games and laughter.
Susan had headed up to her and Lucy's shared room after dinner, leaving her younger sister downstairs with her brothers to continue to play more games. It was a struggle for Susan, as she continued to paint the next horse in the image. Her painting was coming along nicely and Susan could completely see what she had originally visualised it to be when she had sketched it. She knew that Lucy had noticed her enthusiasm for conversations over Narnia diminishing, but she was only trying to be realistic. It had been almost a year now and they hadn't gone back into Narnia, so Susan was having doubts as to whether they would and did consider that they needed to accept their lives here.
But that didn't mean she wasn't allowed to paint it.
Lucy had come upstairs a little later and flopped down onto her bed, looking over at Susan, trying to decode what her older sister was thinking.
"You aren't going to tell me what you're painting are you?" She questioned and Susan just smiled as she looked over at her younger sister.
"What do you think, Lu?" With a sigh, Lucy picked up her little notebook and began to draw another picture of Mr Tumnus alongside her previous sketch of the lamppost. She looked over at Susan, who was now once again busy painting and smiled before returning to her own drawing.
Later that evening, Peter and Edmund had their own conversation on Narnia again before Edmund had started reading his book again and Peter tried to finish some homework.
Later on, Edmund decided to get some sleep and Peter stayed up for a little while longer after his brother had fallen asleep before deciding to turn out the lights and join him.
One day down, thirty four more to go.
Okay chapter 11 is done! I'm planning to start writing the next chapter tonight as well, so I can get that one up soon as well. I'm also planning to post my new story later on tonight or tomorrow that will be multi-chaptered and take the place of I'm Not Holding Your Hand, which has it's final chapter going up tonight as well. Thanks for favouriting, alerting, reviewing and reading :)