Chapter 2- meeting the goat man

Mickey was taken inside a tree, where it was well furnished. "Wow, you goats know how to live!" she said.

"About that, I am not a goat, I'm a fauns, " he corrected.

Mickey looked at him blankly. "I think you're fine too goat person" she grinned, causing the creature to roll his eyes.

"My name is Mr. Tumnus," he said.

"Hi, I'm Mickey James. So, what the hell is Narnia?" she asked.

Mr. Tumnus told her of the many things about Narnia, yet Mickey was to busy thinking how she was going to explain to Trish about this place and to convincer to get in the closet with her. "Are you listening?" he asked.

Mickey snapped out of it. "Oh yeah, heard it all" she lied.

Mr. Tumnus sighed. "You're nothing like the others" he muttered.

"What?" Mickey asked.

"Oh nothing, nothing. Tea?" he offered. Mickey refused.

"This was great goat man, but I got to get back. It was nice meeting you"

"I'm NOT A GOAT!" yelled Mr. Tumnus.

Yet Mickey James was already gone, she found the path that took her to Narnia back to the wardrobe. She came out much to the shock of Trish.

"Where in God's name have you been!" she demanded.

"TRISH! Oh my God, I got to show you the goat man!"

Trish looked at Mickey James with a bizarre look. "Uh, Goat man?" she asked in a confused tone, she thought Mickey had lost it for sure this time.

"Yeah! Goat man, come with me. In the wardrobe!" Mickey explained as she grabbed onto Trish's wrist. She tried to pull her in when Kane returned with a snack. He stared at the two as Mickey kept trying to pull Trish inside. "Come on it will be fun! Let's go!"

"Let go of me!" Trish shouted back.

Kane figured he should step in, yet was enjoying the action a little too much. He sat in the chair as the two kept arguing, not even noticing he was there. Trish finally pulled out of Mickey's grip and turned to see Kane sitting in the chair watching. "You enjoying this?" Trish demanded.

"In more ways than one" Kane grinned.

Trish stormed out of the room, quite upset. Mickey stared at Kane. "I don't suppose you want to see the goat man?" she asked.

Kane stared at the wardrobe she was pointing to. "Uh . . . yeah, I hardly fit in a shower as it is. I am not getting my ass in that thing" Kane replied as he walked out of the room. Mickey sighed, wondering if there was a way to prove there was something on the other side of this wardrobe.

When no one was in the room. Kane decided to see for himself what the crazy chick was talking about. He approached the large wardrobe and tap on either side of it, nothing special. The back wasn't even against the wall and it was solid oak. So it was an ordinary wardrobe. "I wonder if she's been smoking with RVD in the back" Kane muttered. He hid when the sound of footsteps were heard. Mickey James comes back into the room and goes into the wardrobe with a flashlight in hand. Kane was rather stunned that she went in and she didn't come out. He thought it would be a good idea to spook the little diva girl, perhaps scaring some sense into her. Yet when he threw the doors open and tried to think of something to scream at her. Mickey wasn't there.

"What the hell?" Kane muttered as he walked into the wardrobe, he was stunned as to how deep it was, and was more shocked to feel snowbrush across his back. He looked about and realized he stood in a winter forest. "Damn" he muttered. "Whatever Rob is smoking must be good."