A/N: Alright, and we continue on! Thank you to the one reviewer who graced us with their presence.

Risa: You thanking them?

Jaden: Yeah, it's a review. I thank people for their reviews. It's like Christmas presents every few days.

Risa: But they said I suck.

Jaden: Just for leaving the story with a cliffhanger.

Risa: The one that you told me to put there.

Jaden: Ok, I'll take the blame. I suck for having Risa leave off with a cliffhanger. I'm a sucker for plot twists and loose endings. :D

Risa: Mmm… plot twists. What do they taste like?

Me: **sigh** Like Red Vines.

Risa: RED VINES! Yum! I Want SOME!

Me: Of course you do. But after the story.

Risa: Awww—that could be forever!

Me: And who's fault is that?

Risa: I thought we already discussed this. It's the leprechauns' fault.

Me: **facepalm** Anyway, before we get underway I'd like to make a few things clear that we conveniently forgot to say in the last chapter.

Risa: Conveniently? Just tell em we forgot, Jade.

Me: It's Jaden. There is an N tacked on the end.

Risa: Wow, a tongue twister. An N on the End!

Me: Yeah. So as I was saying, we have decided to stay pretty close to the books. We like the movies of course, but the books came first.

Risa: GO JACK!

Me: And so the Tumnus in our story is the Tumnus that C.S. Lewis came up with. He doesn't look totally like James McAvoy. His skin is redder and he has a longer tail. So if you haven't read the books and you are reading this, I suggest you read the books to prevent any confusion with details.

Risa: And if you haven't read the book, Read it Anyway! :D

Me: And now Chapter two of the second installment of Teenage Girls…

Risa: Rolling!

Chapter 2

Overlap, Crap, Buzzing, Crap, Wolves, and CRAP!

After he took our coats, he invited us to come in from the entrance way. In a word, it looked amazing. It kind of had that old time house feeling, full of heirlooms and knickknacks. It was warm and smelled like pine and tea. Almost every space on the walls were covered either with pictures or curtains or something of that nature.

The book case stood where I remembered it from the movie, containing weird titles like:

The kitchen was on a higher level while the sitting room sank down. Next to the fire were comfortable looking, plush chairs and a table with books, strewn papers, and a framed portrait. Tumnus' father.

Risa went over to the fire and started staring at it. Thinking she would be fine, I went over to Mr. Tumnus who was making the tea.

"Mr. Tumnus?"

"Yes?"

"How long has it been since you last saw Lucy?"

He stopped and looked thoughtful, tugging on his beard. "If memory recalls correctly, it has been three days since her last visit. She left during the day so I am very relieved she wasn't caught."

I smiled. "She's fine. But that was her second visit, right?" I asked, trying to get a pinpoint on where exactly we were in the book.

"Yes." Now this poses a problem. If that was Lucy's second visit, it meant that Edmund had already ratted Tumnus out. That meant that the witch would be sending in her wolves sometime soon. Where were we supposed to go when they came?

Suddenly Risa came over, ending our conversation. "Hey, Tumnus...er...Mr. Tumnus, why did you come out? You looked really nervous since Lucy came."

Tumnus frowned, then looked thoughtful as he continued fixing the "tea". To be frank, I was a bit surprised at the question, but Risa ignored my expression.

"I...I don't know. I seemed like someone or something was calling but it felt as if it was inside my head? It was a warm feeling, and I couldn't resist." He started to poor the tea, "I'm sorry, that doesn't seem to make a lot of sense, does it?"

Risa nodded and gave me an understanding look, to which I acknowledged with a nod as well. (We never use the word acknowledge anymore, really. Why not?)

"Continue with your story, Mr. Tumnus, please." I said, sitting down as he offered a seat. Risa continued to stand behind me. I ignored the impulse to giver her a look because her feet must be freezing and she still remained standing. Ugh…

"Well I was busy reading one of my favorites by a very profound author when—" After that I couldn't hear anything. There was this loud buzzing in my ears, like dim static. What the heck?

"Do you guys hear that?" Risa interrupted loudly.

Holding one hand over my ear I answered dryly, "Just an odd buzzing." The buzzing started to die down to a low hum and then it faded away. Sighing, my hand dropped to my lap.

"No, it's like—there it is again!"

"Again, delusional," I smirked. Ok, it was a bad blow especially because I was hearing weird sounds in my head too. **Sigh** I'll have to apologize for being so irritable later.

Suddenly Risa dropped her tea cup and it exploded into bits on the stone floor. Jumping up from the spray of sharp pieces, I shot her a glare. She looked down at it with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry…" she apologized in a breathy tone. She never spoke that way, at least never when I'm around her. Something wasn't right…

Tumnus looked disappointed that his china was broken, but he seemed to shrug it off. "It's perfectly fine. Be careful where you step, there's sharp edges."

What came next was extremely weird, even for Risa. Before I could speak, she was already looking a bit… frantic? Excited? Eccentric?

"We have to go," she said softly before sprinting out of the house.

Caught by surprise, all I could do was call out, hoping that she would come back. "RISA!"

I'm short, I admit it, and Risa is ten times faster than I am. There was no way in heaven or on earth that I could keep up. I ran out the door, but the footprints only went so far before disappearing. Thanks a lot stupid snow drifts!

"RISA!" My voice echoed and died in a wind. Crap, not only was she going to get lost but now she probably can't hear anything outside of a 5 foot radius.

"RISA—" Tumnus rushed over and covered my mouth.

"Ssh," he hissed.

I tugged his hand off and glared at him. "Are you kidding me? She just ran off and you want me to be quiet? I need to get my coat."

"Her spies will hear you," he whispered, his voice terrified.

"I don't care!"

"But—"

But it was too late. I ran back into the house and grabbed my coat. Tumnus followed and closed the door.

"How do you plan on finding her?" he asked.

"I don't know. She's barefoot in the snow and doesn't know the place. We've only been on the water the last time we came here." I was about to start balling. I tend to freak out when I lose someone. My brother once got lost in a store and I was sobbing by the time I found him.

"What? You've been here before?" he asked.

I ignored him and handed him his red scarf. "C'mon, we've got to go get her." I stomped towards the door and flung it open, thinking of possible ways to murder her, when the worst possible thing stood in front of me.

I turned white and my mouth was dry as the ferocious beast looked up at me with cruel eyes, his counterparts raised their hackles. It was a pack of wolves, and when he spoke I realized that they were her wolves. So much for my question on where we were going to go when they came. Turns out I was going to stay right there. (Note the irritable sarcasm)

"Well, well, well… what do we have here?" the head wolf asked.

This was one of those moments that I have dubbed a "Crap moment."

It's when you realize you have forgotten your homework and it is due in two seconds. It's the time where you've been caught doing something stupid and you know you'll be grounded for a month. It's that moment when you are face to face with monstrous wolves and they are slowly backing you into a corner and all you can think is crap. Crap! CRAP!

"You look a little tall to be a dwarf," he stated slyly. CRAP!

"I-I am… uh a tall… dwarf?"

If a wolf could raise his eyebrow, I think he did. I laughed nervously and raised my hands.

"Um… you got me?" Out of all the witty lines I've heard from movies… out of all the smart alec retorts I could have said, I had to say "you got me."

"Search the place," he ordered, immediately sending wolves in to tear the place apart. The china spilled over and crashed on the floor, books were sent flying, the door was ripped off its hinges, and poor Mr. Tumnus was grabbed by the end of his muffler.

Forgetting my place I ran over kicked the huge, wild dog with my slipper covered feet. "Leave him alone!"

The wolf was warm and squishy where I kicked it, but it wasn't phased and the impact sent pain up my foot. It turned on me and pinned me to the floor, its claws just barely scraping my skin; Claws that could have ended me with one swipe. CRAP!

Another came and pinned Mr. Tumnus, clamping its jaws around his goat leg. He cried out in pain, but was still able to keep a rather brave face.

"Is this the only daughter of eve?" the head wolf asked. Later I remembered his name was Maugrim, but details really weren't all that important in the moment.

"Y-yes," Mr. Tumnus replied. Now here is where my mind did grasp a detail. If Mr. Tumnus said that I was the daughter of Eve then that would mean that they think I'm Edmund's sister. But in the book, Edmund described his family to the witch and I had no clue whether the beasts knew it or not.

I was messing up the book plot. ME! After all the times I worked to keep Risa from messing with the plot, I make a confusing change. Then the pain from the wolf's claws slightly digging deeper into my skin kind of knocked me out of my cannon purist thought process.

"Take them," he commanded, walking over to a post and using his front paws to stick a parchment letter it. It was the arrest warrant. CrAP!

"Faun Tumnus, you are hereby under arrest and charged with high treason to her Imperial Majesty Jadis, Queen of Narnia, Chatelaine of Cair Paravel, Empress of the Lone Islands, etc. For comforting her said majesties' enemies, harboring spies, and fraternizing with Humans. Long live the Queen!" As Maugrim spoke the charges, I was let up off the ground and pushed outside the door with unimaginable strength. Tumnus, on the other hand, was dragged effortlessly by his legs.

A side note that didn't occur to me: These are Talking Wolves. Three times the size of a regular wolf, ten times smarter and even more deadly. … … … CRAP!

The boot shaped slippers that covered my feet now felt terribly wet and cold. The snow wasn't a dry powder but more of a wet slush as we marched. I was so used to them being warm in Tumnus' house. **sigh**

I wonder what Risa is up to, I thought, trying to keep my mind off of the giant animals and the poor faun being dragged painfully to his… I'm NOT supposed to be thinking about THAT!

Suddenly, and for no apparent reason at all, my eye started to twitch. Please understand that I NEVER twitch. Not even on purpose. But my eye started to twitch uncontrollably and for some reason I had a feeling that Risa was doing something stupid.

What on… no… NO! My eye can't possibly twitch every time Risa does something stupid! It will be non-stop! Aslan what are you doing? This didn't happen the last time we were here…

There was a distant roar which sent a shudder down my spine and stopped the twitching. That or Risa stopped doing whatever she was doing. The wolves didn't hear it and I sighed, trying to calm down. I wasn't in charge here and there was some reason for this.

… I just didn't know what.