Honey, I Released the Fangirls!

A/N: Hey, it's the author! Thanks for all the reviews, I now have over fifty! And just to show you my dedication to this story, I am up at 1:30, giving you the next chapter! Hah! Oh, just to let you know, school is just around the corner for me, so I'll try and hurry, and get the rest of this story posted before I get sidetracked. Yes, I have it all written out, just not there yet! Oh, and the double dashes will stand in for brackets, since they don't show up when I upload the chapters!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, not Narnia, any songs by Simon and Garfunkle, or any of the Broadway musicals I mention. Not that I wouldn't like to! I DO own Mia, Sarah, and Ray, as well as Throm, Guiny, --yeah, that faun from way back in nine, he makes a cameo here-- and Emulun. So DON'T STEAL THEM!

Recap: "All right, you guys, calm down. If we mix these two and add these-" Ray held up a notebook and the three pens. "We'll get our ultimate weapon!" Sarah brought out three paper cups, which they used to mix the first two ingredients. Each took a cup, and sat in a circle around the third ingredient. "Bottom's up," said Sarah. "Let's do this," said Ray. "See you on the other side," said Mia. They brought their cups together, not hitting them, so they wouldn't spill and then tilted their heads back, and dumped their drinks down their throats. "It's working! It's working!" Mia cried, her knee bouncing wildly, an insane smile creeping across her face…

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Chapter Thirteen: Chaos and Destruction… oh, and a battle!

Throm chopped down several trolls, more on edge and alert than in any previous battle.

This witch, Emulun, was doing major damage to his remaining warriors. She did not turn her enemies to stone, as her predecessor did. Instead, she rendered them useless, causing them to lie on the ground, without moving, and mutter inane things like "Flowers so pretty this time of year," or "It could be grease lightning!"

Well, that was what what happened to those she hit with her sword. Those she hit with her spells began to do the worst thing imaginable- sing random Broadway musical songs. The faun, Guiny, as he cut and sliced at trolls with his sword, was currently singing 'I'm Just Sandra Dee', and three dwarves were humming 'Edelweiss'.

'Hurry, girls,' Throm thought as he got closer and closer to Emulun…

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The girls looked like they were having some sort of drug-induced fit. Their wild eyes seemed to see nothing, their smiles were absurd, and, quite frankly, scary. They rocked back and forth, muttering and writing feverishly. Sweat broke out on all three foreheads, and they panted with the effort. They would mutter not-so-sweet nothings into each other's ears, arguing quietly about plots.

Finally, the gleam in her eyes shining brightly, Sarah held up the notebook. "IT'S READY!" she cried.

Mr. Beaver chose that exact moment to run into the tent. "Throm needs help out there!" he cried. "Emulun cast her spell upon him! He's singing Broadway!"

The girls got up quickly, and looked out the tent flap. They saw Throm, who was still fighting with a pained look on his face. His jaw was tightly shut, but they could see that it was fighting to open. Throm struggled and struggled, but lost the battle.

His mouth flew open, and the fangirls heard him sing. "Consider yourself our mate! Consider yourself part of the furniture!" The girls quickly retreated.

"What do we do?" asked Sarah, scared out of her little mind.

"I think I know how to make the spell not work on us," Mia said. She quickly whispered to her friends the specifics of her plan…

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A few minutes later, out marched the three fangirls. Sarah was in front, holding the notebook up high in the sky. Behind her followed Mia, silently mouthing something. Holding up the rear was Ray, with a bullhorn in her hands.

"I AM A ROCK, I AM AN ISLAND!" came through the bullhorn, as loud as possible.

They marched right up to Emulun, who simply stared at them with wide teal eyes. Yes, teal. Her long white hair was tied simply in the back, and her very uncomfortable crimson dress was shaking a little, the only sign the witch gave that she was trembling in fear, as if she knew her fate. She looked desperate to defend herself, but try as she might, shoe could neither hit them with her sword, --speed was one of the many factors the girls got from a sugar high—nor make them begin to sing with her spells.

The girls stopped a few feet from the witch, then separated into a triangle, Mia directly in front of the witch, and Sarah and Ray on with side.

Mia now held both the notebook and the bullhorn in her hands. She opened the notebook, turned on the bullhorn, and began to read.

I can't, for the sake of the general public, repeat just what the story said, but let's just say it was basically a crudely written, poorly worded story about the background of the four children who were now the leaders in Narnia, and that it might have contained the four siblings kissing more than once, and abusive fathers weren't entirely out of the question.

The witch was truly, deeply horrified by the overall horridness of it all. Her eyelids began to twitch, and her head began to jerk, and her eyes –yes, the teal ones,-- rolled around like marbles on a flat surface. She began to writhe and flail, and by the time the girls had finished with their story, Emulun was on the ground, stone dead from shock.

Without their leader, the trolls panicked and fled. Narnia's current worst enemy was dead. The battle was over. But Narnia was far from saved…

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A/N: Did you like it? I apologize to anyone I offended, it wasn't intended. Please review, even if you were so disgusted that you want to throw the story up the flue. Review munchies are only chocolate turtles, 'cause it's late and I'm tired. I'm sorry if you can't eat those for one reason or another. I think there are also Skittles in the imaginary cupboard, but only for reviewers!