So, before I start the story, I just have one question. Is my story really that bad that no one wants to review it? Now, I know that that sounds really pathetic, but I was just wondering. I am not going to hold the story hostage until people review, I want them to do that on their own. However, some feedback would be nice. I am assuming that people like this story so far since I have yet to have someone tell me otherwise. Anyways, I would just like to give a quick shout out to my lone reviewer from the last chapter, then on with the story!

ChocolatSugar: Thank you for your wonderful review! I'm glad that you like them. I am trying to make connections between those three now, so that later on, when other things are revealed, the thought process behind it will make sense. Yes, I would say that Cody and Chris are most definitely brother and sister. Well, as much as they can be considering that they are not related by blood. I'm glad she isn't a Mary Sue. Sometimes, they don't start out like that, but change quickly. This chapter has more Edmund in it. I am trying to start a friendship between them first, so it may take a few chapters. Again, thank you for your review! This chapter is for you!

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Careful What You Wish For

Swords and Bets

"So, I would say that out of the three of you, Jenn is the only one that has any talent when it comes to shooting a bow and arrow," Pholus said, surveying the arrows.

Jenn's arrows had all hit the target; none were bulls-eyes, but it was way better than mine and Cody's. Cody's arrows were all around the target, and some of my arrows hadn't even flown. I did manage to almost spear a poor guard that happened to be in the wrong place, at the wrong time. After yelling out apologies, I quickly handed over the bow and arrows to Jenn, not wanting to hurt anyone else.

We had started our lessons right after we returned to Cair Paravel, and they were actually quite fun. Susan was a magnificent archer, Caspian was decent enough, and Lucy was really good at giving encouragement. Peter and Edmund had disappeared to who knows where.

"You know, you have to wonder how you manage to almost hit a moving target, yet, you can't even manage to get the arrows anywhere near the stationary target," Cody said, grinning.

"At least I almost hit something. None of yours even hit the target," I said, taking a swig of water.

"I have seen worse," Susan said. I just raised an eyebrow at her. I seriously doubted that.

"Well, I'm sure you will improve if you just practiced more," she said. "I think that Jenn should be one of the archers."

"I think it's time that you two try swordsmanship," Pholus said, motioning us to follow. Waving to Jenn, Lucy and Susan, Cody and I followed Pholus to a fenced off ring, where Edmund and Peter were standing.

"Do we get to use real swords?" Cody asked, excited.

"Not until you've mastered the basics," Edmund said, handing each of us a practice sword made out of wood.

"And after watching the spar between you two in town, I think that giving you real swords would be quite dangerous until you actually know how to wield them properly," Peter said. I had to agree with him there. We had poked each other with the sticks many times, but would probably kill one another if we had a real sword. Not on purpose of course.

"So, where do we start?" I asked, while swinging the practice sword around, trying to get a feel for it.

"First, we are going to see where you two measure up in terms of ability. That way, we can get a general idea on where to start," Peter said, "Pholus mentioned that you knew how to fight with a sword, Cody, so we are going to put that to the test."

I couldn't help but grin at Cody's face. He looked like someone had just him that pigs flew. I guess he thought that Pholus hadn't heard him. He looked at me for some help, but I just walked over to the fence and hopped up onto it. I gave him a look saying that he had to get himself out of this one.

Not wanting to admit that he really didn't have much of a clue when it came to sword fighting, Cody sighed before nodding his head. "Okay, sure."

"I have a feeling that Cody doesn't actually know how to handle a sword. Am I wrong in making that assumption?" Edmund asked, coming to stand beside me as Peter and Cody started to do some stretching.

"Not really," I said, "The only time he ever used a sword was in the play, Peter Pan, and even then, the sword fights weren't that great. Though, he has taken some fencing classes, so you never know."

"So, it is going to be a fast fight then," Edmund said, "Since Peter is one of Narnia's best swordsman, I would bet that this doesn't take more than a minute."

"I would take that bet," I said. Edmund just raised an eyebrow at me. "Cody just has to last longer than a minute. How hard can that be?"

"So, what's the wager?" he asked.

"If I win, you have to go into town on the busiest day, stand in the middle of the place, and sing I'm a Little Tea Pot while wearing the puffiest dress that the castle has," I said, grinning when he looked appalled.

"I can't do that!" he said, "I'm their king! How would that look?"

"Oh, is the little king scared?" I asked, mocking him.

"I'm not scared of anything!" he exclaimed, raising his head. "Fine, but if I win, then you have to clean my study when this is over."

"Deal," I said, sticking my hand out so that we can shake on it.

That didn't seem too bad. It wasn't public humiliation anyways. Once the deal was done, we watched as Cody and Peter squared off. Pholus, who overheard our bet, kept count for us.

"50…51…..52…" Pholus said.

Just as Pholus was about to say fifty-three, Cody lost his balance from swinging to hard, giving Peter the opening he needed. He pointed the tip of the practice sword into Cody's stomach, signaling an automatic win.

"No!" I said, while Edmund yelled out "Yes!"

Cody and Peter gave us confused expressions.

"They made a bet," Pholus said, "and King Edmund won."

"What was the bet?" Cody asked.

"I bet that you could last longer than a minute against Peter," I said, "Now, I have to clean his study after we are done here." Cody shot me an apologetic look.

"What would you of had to do if I had lost?" Peter asked Edmund.

"I would have had to sing I'm a Little Tea Pot, in town, wearing a dress," he said, making a face. Peter burst out laughing.

"If I would have known that, I would have gone easier," he said, grinning while Edmund just frowned at him before smirking.

"Well, that didn't happen," he said.

"Now it time to see if you can last longer than me," Cody said, handing me the wooden sword.

"I doubt it," I said, sliding off the fence, "Since I've never handled a sword before."

"Scared?" Edmund asked, taking the other sword from Peter while throwing my own word back at me.

"No," I said, before marching into the center of the arena. Yes, I was going to get my butt kicked, but I can be stubborn sometimes and this was one of those times. "Give it your best shot!"

"Okay," he said before lunging at me.

Not expecting that, I back peddled, trying to keep distance between us. However, my dress had other ideas. In my hurry to get away, I stepped on the back of my dress, which caused me to fall flat on my back.

"Well, that was easier than I thought it was going to be," Edmund said, standing over me and smirking. "And you do know that you are not supposed to run away right?"

"Oh, shut up and help me up," I said.

"Does the damsel need help again?" he asked, before laughing. I just glared at him, before taking the hand that he offered.

"That would have been a totally different outcome if I hadn't been wearing this dress," I said. It probably wouldn't have gone any better if I was wearing pants, but I wouldn't have taken myself down.

"Oh really?" he asked, amusement in his eyes.

I couldn't help but noticed how brown they were, like dark chocolate. I could look into them all day. Wait, what? Where did that come from? God, I really have to get these thoughts out of my head. Not wanting any of them to see the blush that was probably on my cheeks, I walked over to where my sword had flown as I feel to the ground. Yes, I know what you're all thinking, why would I blush at something so simple? Well, I'm not a very romantic person, and I blushed easily when I'm embarrassed. Hopefully they would just think that I was embarrassed about what happened.

"So, now that we've established that Chris and I have no skills what so ever, what happens now?" Cody asked, walking over.

"Now, we actually teach you the basics," Peter said, "I think it's best if we do it in pairs though. Cody you're with me."

Cody gave me a wink before him and Peter went to one side of the arena. I just looked at him in confusion. What the heck was that about?

"So, where do we start, teach?" I asked.

"Well, your stance looked alright, from what I could see of it," he said, "How do you have your feet placed?"

I took my stance again, and then lifted my skirt so that he could see my feet, showing that I was wearing my runners again.

Edmund nodded his head, than noticed my shoes. "Nice shoe choice, though I can't say that they go with the dress."

I couldn't help but chuckle at the fact that he was giving fashion advice. Well, trying would be a better word. "Well, I didn't exactly have another choice. There was no way I was going to ride barefoot. That's just asking for trouble."

"So, I'm assuming that Susan doesn't know about this atrocious fashion choice?" he asked.

"No, she doesn't, and why would I take fashion advice from someone who probably has about as much fashion sense as a chicken," I asked.

"I will have you know that I have excellent fashion sense. Ask any of the ladies of the court," Edmund said.

"With a head that big, it's surprising that your crown still fits," I said, smirking. "And I don't think the ladies of the court said that just to give you a compliment."

Instead of replying, Edmund just shuddered.

"Oh, come on, they can't be all bad." I said.

"You just say that because you haven't met some of them yet," he said, then looked thoughtful, "Though, they are not as horrendous as some of the princesses and ladies from other countries."

"Now is that any way for a king to talk," I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You do not have to deal with it," he snapped, scowling a bit.

"I think that would be considered a good thing," I said, before raising my sword, "Now teach me something before Cody decides to come over here and test out how much he's learned."

"What you do first is…" Edmund said, and then proceeded to instruct me on how to handle the sword properly. It was quite fun, and, if I'm being honest, Edmund was a very good teacher. He had a lot of patience considering, which was good considering that I sucked at sword fighting. Well, sucked compared to him.

"I think that's enough for today," Edmund said.

"Oh, come on! I was just getting the hang of it!" I said, not wanting to stop, though my body was saying something entirely different.

"You can use that energy for the cleaning that you are going to be doing soon," Edmund said, grabbing my sword.

Groaning, I slapped my forehead. "That is your fault," I said, glaring at Cody, who was standing with Jenn. I guess the girls had finished, and decided to come see how Cody and I were faring.

"What's his fault?" Jenn asked.

"Chris made a bet with Edmund, and she lost," he said.

"So, what do you have to do?" Lucy asked, sitting on the fence.

"I have to clean his study," I said, noticing sympathetic expressions come over Lucy and Susan's faces. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. "What?"

"Edmund's study is rather, um, messy," Susan said.

"It looks like a hurricane blew through it," Lucy said, looking at Edmund. "Which is why you should clean it yourself."

"Hey, we made a bet and I won fair and square," Edmund said, trying to defend himself.

"He's right," I said, "We made a deal, and I don't go back on them. Besides, it can't be as bad as you're making it out to be."

Oh, how wrong I was.

Done! So, I hope you guys liked this chapter. Sorry if any of the characters seem off. I am trying to keep them in character as best as I can. Like it? Love it? Hate it? Let me know!