Honey, I Released the Fangirls!

A/N: Hi. It's me. Sorry, I'm kind of in a 'hate the world' mood right now, I'm reading Catcher in the Rye right now, and it's affecting my mood. Hopefully I will perk up by the end of this chapter. Anyway, it's the last chapter of this story! Yikes! But that's okay, I've got a sequel in the works. I don't want to post anything until I have chapter four written, but I'll work my hardest. Please review, and tell me what you thought about this chapter! Oh, and the sequel might take a little bit, simply because I'm starting school, which means stuff is gonna come slowly…

Disclaimer: Yeah, right. I own Narnia, and it's characters, just as much as I own Norway, which is to say, not at all!

Recap: The Pensevies and the fangirls laughed and had a good time. But little did they know that their time together was very, very limited…

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Chapter Fifteen: For Narnia's Sake…

It was sunny. A beautiful spring day in Narnia, and the fangirls and the Pensevies were playing hide 'n seek in the forest near the lamppost.

"One, two, three, four five…" Susan was counting. She could hear the fangirls giggling madly, hidden together. "Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty! Ready or not, here I come!"

With those words, everything went silent as Susan began to search. Under bushes, in trees, in piles of leaves, behind piles of dirt. She couldn't seem to find anyone and the absolute quiet was kind of disturbing.

Suddenly, she heard it. Thwoosh, was what it sounded like, reminding Susan of compressed air being released. A thud followed the sound, then two more thwooshs, and two more thuds.

"Hello?" Susan called nervously. What was going on?

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"This is Pullchord, come in Cornstock. I have them, repeat, I have them. We need immediate extraction."

"Copy, Pullchord. They're on their way."

"Thanks." Brian Pullchord turned off his radio, and stared at the three victims he had tranquilized. This meant certain promotion for him…

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"Mia? Sarah! Ray!" the Pensevies called desperately, searching for the fangirls. It was almost dark, and they were heading back to Tumnus' house for the night.

"Where could they be?" asked Lucy, a little scared.

"Mia? MIA!" Peter called.

"Sarah! Sarah! Where are you, Sarah?" cried Tumnus, who was helping in the search.

"RAY! RAY! RAY!" Edmund hollered, desperate for an answer.

"Maybe we should go back," said Susan. "And look for them in the morning."

"No," said Peter. "They saved us. And they might be hurt!"

"But you and Ed aren't up to searching around in the dark! It was only a week ago that you got better, and if you get hurt…" Susan put a gentle hand on her brother's arm. "Come on, Peter. They'll probably show up in the morning. After all, they escaped from the dungeon. Nothing bad has happened to them, I bet." Susan was never, ever, more wrong in her life…

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"Mm, Ray, stop stealing the covers." Sarah turned over.

"I didn't," said Ray, meanwhile tugging on the blue blanket that covered all three fangirls.

"Shut up," said Mia, sitting up with her eyes closed. "Are we still in Narnia? The last thing I remember is playing hide 'n seek."

"I don't know. It kinds of smells familiar in here." Ray sniffed, causing the other two to sniff. "Like a mix of hot chocolate, cookies and cleaning fluid… uh oh." All three girls' eyes snapped open.

Purple walls greeted them, with many drawings and plots on sticky notes stuck to them. The girls were laying on a mattress on the floor, a floor covered in green carpeting. There was a chest of drawers, and cheap lamps that probably were considered fire hazards were strewn all about the floor. A patch of sun came in through the high window, which had bars on the other side of the glass.

"Oh no," said all three girls as they sat in Room 42, Block 309 of the Dangerous Fangirls Holding Facility. "We're back in Kansas, Toto."

The End.

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A/N: Ooh, cliffhanger, sort of. Sorry, still kind of angry at no one. Note to self in the future: Don't read Franny and Zooey, then head straight into Catcher in the Rye, and then listen to Simon and Garfunkle, it will make you angry. Well, I hope you liked the whole story. I promise I will get cracking on the sequel. Please review! I have end-of-story cake for all reviewers, and it is whatever flavor you want, with or without icing! GN+GL!