Honey, I Released the Fangirls!

A/N: Hey, everybody! Thanks for reviewing! Luckily, this is a fun chapter, with the fangirls! Yay! Just to let you know, there is a word game later in this chapter that is kind of like Apples to Apples. If you've never played that before, go out and buy it now!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. In my little delusions, I tell myself and everyone else I own Mia, Sarah, Ray, random manservants, and Throm who we will read about later in this chapter!.

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Chapter Four: Crazy Party at Cair Paravel

The three fangirls slept for a long time. Peter had servants check in on them periodically, just in case they woke up, but they didn't. In fact, it wasn't until a full five days after they had reached Cair Paravel that they slowly awoke.

Sarah was the first one up. "Mm, Ray, stop stealing the covers," she said, and rolled over.

In their cell back at the Dangerous Fangirl Holding Facility, there had been only one blanket, so this was how most mornings began.

"I didn't," mumbled Ray.

"Did too. I'm freezing."

"So? You're always freezing when you wake up, even when we have the heat on at seventy-two degrees Fahrenheit."

"Oh, will you two just shut up?" Mia moaned. If you couldn't tell, none of the girls were morning people. "Where are we?" Mia sat up.

"Don't you remember? We're in Narnia," said Ray as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Oh, yeah." Mia surveyed the room. The armoire was a lovely cherry wood, the carpet a peachy yellow. The sheets and blankets on the bed were violet, and the walls were a beige color.

"Ugly room," commented Sarah as she sat up.

"Yeah. Hey, where are my glasses?" asked Mia.

"And for that matter, mine," said Sarah. The two girls began searching for their vision-improvement devices, crawling carefully on the floor.

"Just where in Narnia are we?" wondered Ray as she tried to find a brush to fix her hair.

"You are at Cair Paravel," said someone. Ray didn't notice, but the others did.

"Who are you?" called out Mia.

"There's someone there?" asked Sarah.

"Well, I think so," said Mia, squinting. "I can see a general body shape."

"Turn my head toward them," said Sarah. Mia did as she said. "Well, all I see are flesh-colored blobs. Just who are you?"

"I am Susan Pensevie, Queen of Narnia."

"Oh," said Mia. "Do you know where our glasses are?"

"Uh, Mia, shouldn't we bow or something?"

"It's kind of hard to bow to something you can't see," replied Mia.

"That's all right, you don't need to bow. Here are your glasses." Susan gently went over and pressed the girls' glasses into their hands.

"Thank you," both girls said, and put their respective glasses on.

"Would you like breakfast? I can arrange to have it served to you in your room."

"Uh, yeah, that would be nice, but, um, we don't want to trouble the servants to bring it all the way down here. Oh, I hope it's alright that we're in our pajamas, we don't really have any other clothes."

"Oh, no, that's all right. Um, if you'll follow me…" Susan headed down the hall.

"Ray," said Mia, tugging at her friend's arm, "Come on, breakfast."

"Food? Cool!" Ray followed the others.

Once they reached the dining hall, Susan turned to face the girls. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait a moment. Etiquette says that guests are to be introduced, so if you'll just tell Ichabod here your names and where you're from, we'll get that out of the way." Susan hurried into the room.

A very tall manservant stepped forward. "Names?" he asked, as if the girls were being interviewed for a poll or something.

"Um… I'm Mia."

"I'm Sarah."

"And I'm Raya, but you can call me Ray."

"And where would you like to be introduced from?"

"Uh…" the girls looked at each other. All had been in the Dangerous Fangirl Holding Facility for as long as they could remember… "Block 309, Room 42."

"Pardon me?"

"We're from Room 42 in Block 309." The manservant eyed them warily. "It's true," they insisted. Ichabod nodded, then entered the dining hall.

The girls could hear horns blaring a fanfare, then Ichabod saying, "Mistresses Mia, Sarah, and Raya, known as Ray, from the bright city of Room Forty-two, in the brilliant country of Block Three-o-Nine."

The fanfare played louder, and two other manservants opened the door, revealing a small breakfast table for four that had been set for eight.

Peter stood up. "I wish to welcome you, on behalf of my siblings, to Cair Paravel. Please, take a seat."

The three girls, nervous for the first time, sat in the three empty seats. Mia sat next to Peter on the left, Sarah was in the middle, across from Tumnus the Faun, and Ray was on the far right, next to Edmund.

It was silent as they began to eat. The girls had seemingly lost their gift of gab along with their sugar high. So when a servant came with a big pot of honey, the girls immediately put some on their porridge, and began to consume the sugar-filled oatmealish food.

"So," said Edmund, attempting at conversation, "How do you like Narnia?"

"Uh… it's… um… good." Ray poured a large amount of honey straight onto her plate, then scooped it up in her spoon and ate it.

"We're going to check on the northern forests today. Do you want to come with us?" inquired Lucy.

"Oh, no," all three girls answered.

"We'd get in the way," explained Sarah, scraping at the last bits of her porridge.

"We… um… can, um, write an essay we need for, uh… science class," said Mia oh-so smoothly.

"Oh, said Peter. "Well, if you need to, the library is open. It has excellent resources."

"Uh, yeah, we'll be sure to check that out."

"We must leave you now," said Susan, rising from the table. "If you require anything, just ask the servants. We will probably return by dark."

"Alrighty. Um, see you then, I guess." Mia bit her lower lip as the Pensevies left.

It was quiet in the dining hall for a moment, then Ray raised the now-empty jug of honey, and said, "Hit me again." This caused the girls to giggle endlessly, and call for another pot of honey. "Hey!" said Ray, digging into her pocket, "I have some of those wax juice bottles!"

"Aw, Ray, you know those make us so hyper we're almost inebriated!" said Sarah.

"Exactly why she brought them, Sarah! Pass one over," said Mia.

"Come on, Sarah," said Ray, biting off the top of one and chewing on it for a bit, simultaneously passing Mia one. "You know that it's inebriation that makes our stories so good!"

"Fine," said Sarah, accepting a wax bottle, and biting off the top.

"Bottoms up!" all three girls called before tilting their heads back and pouring the juice down their throats.

"Whoa!" exclaimed Mia, making a disgusted face. "I forgot how gross that stuff is!"

"Want another?" asked Ray, giggling a little.

"Definitely!" They all had another.

"Uh oh…" said Sarah teasingly. "Guess what I have in my bag?"

"Why did you bring your bag to breakfast?"

"Who cares, Mia? What is it, Sarah?"

"A notebook!" All the girls giggled madly.

"I have my pen!" said Mia.

"Me too!" said both Ray and Sarah. "WRITING TIME!" The girls, almost doubled over with laughter, started the dangerous act of writing under the influence of a sugar high…

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Peter Pensevie was tired after a long day. He directed his pages to clean up his horse, then headed inside.

He could hear nothing but maniacal laughter as he walked the halls. "Throm?" he called.

"Yes sir?" said the captain of the guard, a centaur.

"Where are our guests?"

"They were causing trouble, sir, so I locked them in the library."

"Trouble? What kind of trouble?"

"They were shouting, and acting rather drunk."

"Well, are they?"

"I don't believe so, my king. I did, however, find this on one of them." Throm held up a box of some kind of candy. "Do you know what it is, sire?"

"Hm," Peter examined the package. "I don't' know. But I'd like to talk with them."

"I do not believe that is wise, my king."

"Nonsense," said Peter, heading to the library. "How much trouble could they cause?" He opened the door.

Wild cackles was what first hit Peter. Then, he saw them, lying on the floor in a kind of circle, around a notebook.

"Silly Sarah, can't hold her wax juice!"

"Shut up, Ray, neither can you!"

Peter cleared his throat to get the girls' attention.

"Oh, King Peter!" The oldest, Mia, stood up unsteadily, steadying herself on the couch. "We didn't notice you! Welcome!" She attempted to curtsy, pulling her t-shirt out like a skirt before crumpling to the floor in giggles.

"How are you?" Peter inquired politely.

"Never been better! Just writing a story! Here, read it!" Ray held it out to him. He accepted it.

"RAY!" squealed Sarah. "Why'd you do that!?"

Peter looked at her for a moment, then turned his focus to the story. It was mostly illegible, thanks to whatever the girls had ingested, but Peter could make some of it out. "Peter and Edmund… passionately… Susan grabbed Peter… kissing him violently…" he looked up, his eyes round with fear, confusion, and disgust. "Throm?" he called out weakly, feeling a bit sick.

"THROMBOSIS!" screamed Mia.

"STROMBOLI!" cried Ray.

"REVERSE OSMOSIS!" shouted Sarah.

"OSMOSIS WINS!" Mia hollered, pointing at Sarah madly.

"AW MAN!" Ray pouted while Sarah raised one arm and waved it wildly, the only act of victory she could manage.

"What is it, my liege?" inquired Throm.

"Take these three to the dungeon, and put them in the strongest cell we have."

"MITOCHONDRIA!" called out Sarah.

"POSEIDON!" called Ray.

"JEDI KNIGHT!" screamed Mia excitedly.

"POSEIDON!"

"YEAH!"

"Yes sir," Throm answered.

He took Mia and Sarah, one in each arm, and Ray grabbed his tail when he waved it in front of her face, causing her to scream, "FRENCH BRAID!"

"HEY, PETER!" called out Mia, as she was being carried away upside down by Throm. "LOOK OUT FOR TRAINS!" All three girls broke out in a fit of laughter.

Peter shivered and put the notebook on the table. These girls creeped him out. He'd need to call Aslan for help and guidance on how to handle them…

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A/N: Sorry, forgot to warn you. A little bit of LB spoiler, but all for humor! Please review! This chapter's munchie is… M&Ms! YAY! BTW, it will get a plot next chapter, I promise! Review!