Author's Note: Hi! Thank you for clicking on my story And reading this far! Well here is the last chapter. I was in a rush to write this before December 24 because I thought you probably wouldn't want to be on fanfiction on Christmas Eve. but as you can see I failed at getting it up. Oh and in case you didn't know this Peter has a crush on Scarlet too. And she kinda has one on him. yeah it's kind of a love triangle. Anyway, please enjoy!

It's Over

"Wait I can't go yet," Scarlet said before walking out if Susan's room.

"Why not?" Susan asked.

"Because I need this," Scarlet answered. She held up her blow tube then stuck it on the strap of her high heel.

Lucy and Susan shook their heads at Scarlet.

"What?" Scarlet asked.

"Nothing. Just you can't splatter anyone with paint," Susan stated.

"Don't worry I won't," Scarlet replied. "Just Edmund. I'll just hit Edmund."

Susan and Lucy weren't exactly pleased with this answer, but they knew they couldn't do anything to change Scarlet's mind.

The three girls glided their way down the stairs and to the party. It was very cheerful and lively.

"Who are all these men and boys?" Scarlet asked knowing there weren't any boys or men in Narnia.

"They are from Archenland. However some live in Narnia. We needed more than just us for humans at this party," Susan answered.

"Susan, except for a few of them, they all have dark hair," Scarlet exclaimed.

"So?" Susan asked.

"Hello, I can't tell if it's Edmund or not!" Scarlet exclaimed.

"Don't worry, you'll figure it out," Susan reassured with a small pat on Scarlet's shoulder.

"Yeah, right," Scarlet answered.

"Well look on the bright side. There are so many girls with dark hair Edmund will have the same trouble," Lucy added then she walked gracefully away.

Scarlet walked over to the refreshment table and sipped some punch while she scanned the room in search of Edmund.

"May I have this dance?" Someone asked Lucy.

"Yes you may," Lucy replied taking the blonde boy's hand.

The young man took Lucy to the dance floor and twirled her around.

"What is your name?" The young man inquired.

"I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours," Lucy replied remembering Susan said that young men liked a mysterious girl.

"Someone likes to play games, doesn't she? Well alright. Don't tell anyone, but I'm King Peter," the young man answered.

Lucy stopped dancing and looked bewildered. This was her brother? She had been dancing with her brother?

I guess he must not know who I am! Lucy thought.

"Now I told you mine. Now tell me yours," Peter ordered.

"Peter, I think you should know something," Lucy said shakily.

"What?" Peter asked.

"I- I- I'm Lucy. Your sister," Lucy stammered quietly

"What!" Peter almost yelled. Then lowering his voice. "Lucy is it really, you?"

"yes," Lucy said still dancing, but not looking Peter in the eye.

"Lucy, where on earth did you get that scandalous dress!" Peter asked in a hushed tone.

"Susan," Lucy replied.

"Susan. Lucy, I want you to take that dress off immediately," Peter ordered.

"Peter, that's even more immodest than this dress," Lucy answered.

"So you admit it! You think it's immodest as well!" Peter Exclaimed.

"But Susan said I could wear it!" Lucy argued.

"Where is Susan anyway? I want to have a word with her," Peter mumbled before walking off the dance floor and starting to look for his other sister.

11:55 P.M...

Is that him? No too short. Is that him? No too tall. Is that him? No much too fat. Wait, is that him? Eww gross. Nope that is definitely NOT him. Scarlet thought.

Scarlet looked around the room before spotting someone who looked oddly familiar. However it was not him. It was just Peter with a frowned face looking for someone. Then Scarlet heard the familiar footsteps of a certain King. She quickly looked around to see where the footsteps were coming from.

Is that her? No Not tall enough. Is that her? Nope, not happy enough. Is that her? No too fa- I mean not curvy enough. Woah did I just think Scarlet was curvy? Well she is, but okay eww I really need to stop thinking about this. Edmund thought.

Then Edmund heard a very familiar laugh. It was her.

Scarlet finally spotted Edmund. About the exact same time as Edmund spotted her. They both grabbed their blow tubes. They checked the time. A minute before midnight. They both blew.

Dong! Splat! Dong!

Edmund's red paint hit Scarlet's collarbone. While Scarlet's red paint hit Edmund in the cheek. But oddly enough they hit each other at the same time.

"I won!" Scarlet yelled.

"No, I won!" Edmund yelled.

"No I did!"

"I did!"

"Scarlet, Edmund stop fighting!" Susan ordered.

"Susan, there you are! Who said that Lucy could wear that scandalous dress?!" Peter yelled.

"I did, but she's old enough!" Susan shouted.

"I will decide when she's old enough!" Peter shouted.

"Yeah well your idea of 'old enough' is eighty!" Susan argued.

"So not true! And What is with Lucy suddenly talking all flirty?" Peter yelled.

"It's just to play up her appeal!" Susan defended.

"What are you trying to do? Turn Lucy into a prostitute!?" Peter yelled.

"No, but she needs to flirt! She going to be needing a husband soon!" Susan shouted.

"For crying out loud! She's thirteen!" Peter yelled.

Scarlet and Edmund both stared at Peter and Susan fighting before going back to their fighting.

"I won!"

"No, I won!"

As you can tell there was quite a commotion.

"Silence!" Kasper ordered. "No one won."

"Yes, I did!" Edmund yelled.

"No I'm pretty sure I did!" Scarlet yelled at Edmund.

"Neither of you did," Kasper said.

"What?" Edmund and Scarlet asked in unison.

"Midnight came about a half second before either paint hit either of you," Kasper explained.

"What does that mean?" Scarlet asked.

"It's a tie," Kasper said.

It went silent.

Then everyone started arguing again.

"If that bell hadn't gone off I would have won!"

"I'm Lucy's brother!"

"I pulled my blow tube out before you did!"

"Well you're acting like her father! And if you have forgotten I'm her sister!"

"I think Queen Scarlet won!"

"How could you think that? King Edmund surely beat her!"

"King Peter is right! He should be in charge of his little sister!"

"But Queen Susan is a girl! She would understand Queen Lucy better!"

"Stop it! EVERYONE! JUST SHUT UP!" Lucy screamed at the top of her lungs.

Everyone turned to face Lucy.

"Peter, Susan, you both are right, but you shouldn't be yelling at each other. I chose to wear the dress. I could've stopped that," Lucy said.

Lucy turned and looked at Edmund and Scarlet.

"Can't you see what this competition has done to you? To us? To Christmas?" Lucy asked. "I thought this Christmas would be different. I thought it would be filled with fun, joy, peace, and love. But I guess I was wrong."

"No, Lucy you weren't wrong. I was," Scarlet said.

"And I," Edmund said.

"Then can we stop fighting and get back to the party?" Lucy asked.

Then there was a chorus of 'yes'. And Everyone back to the party in a very disorderly fashion.

"Scarlet!" Edmund called making his way through the crowd.

"Edmund," Scarlet answered walking through the crowd.

"I'm sorry I've been such a brat," Edmund apologized.

"Well I wasn't much better," Scarlet said. "I wish I could start Christmas all over."

"Me too. Truce?" Edmund asked.

"Truce," Scarlet agreed.

The two looked at each other then burst into laughter.

"Edmund you look like you got in a fight with all that red paint on your face," Scarlet exclaimed.

"I was in a fight," Edmund said. "With my best friend."

Scarlet smiled. She had that feeling again. Unbeknownst to her, Edmund had it too.

"Now you look like you got shot," Edmund said staring at Scarlet.

"Well I did get shot from you. It's funny, Peter, Susan, and Lucy said we were going to be in a blood battle. I never thought I would look like I actually was in a blood battle. Scarlet said. "Look a servant is bringing us damp towels!"

Scarlet pointed to a faun carrying a tray. They quickly took the tray and cleaned themselves up.

"It's a good thing you didn't get paint on my dress," Scarlet said giving the towel back to the faun and dismissing him.

"Yeah, then I really would have been in a fight," Edmund said."and it wouldn't have been red paint I would be covered in."

Scarlet smiled.

"I just thought of something!" Edmund exclaimed.

"What?" Scarlet asked.

"I didn't get you a Christmas present," Edmund said.

"I didn't I either," Scarlet sighed.

Then someone walked up behind her and held a mistletoe over her head.

"Looky there! We're under the mistletoe," Peter exclaimed.

Scarlet turned around and gave him a small kiss. Her blood started to rush through her veins, but it didn't feel as strong than when she had hugged Edmund. When she kissed Peter it felt like I river rushing, but when she had hugged Edmund it felt like the biggest waterfall was rushing against her.

"Would you like to dance?" Peter asked pretending Edmund wasn't even there.

"Sure," Scarlet replied.

Scarlet was about to walk away, but before she walked away she whispered to Edmund, "You did get me a present. You got me, my best friend back."

"Peter? Sure he was mad at us and all, but-" Edmund started to say.

"No. Not Peter. You," Scarlet interrupted.

Then she walked off with Peter.

"And you gave me my best friend too," Edmund said quietly.

He sighed as he watched Peter hold Scarlet's waist and begin to dance.

Yep curvy. Ahh! I thought about Scarlet that way again! Stupid fourteen year old boy hormones! Edmund thought as he watched Scarlet dance with Peter.

The next year the Narnians didn't play Assassin. In fact, that was the last year anyone in Narnia played Assassin. However, the story was passed on for generations.

The End

Author's Note: That's the end! If you want to see the dresses for the ball I have links on my profile! I hope you liked my Christmas story! Bye! Please review! And Merry Christmas! And I just want to say thank you to anyone who read and reviewed.