A/N: We all met 'Muffy' in LWW (ok, Muffy is just a name I made up, ok?) but anyway, you'll see what I mean.

And, by the way, I mentioned previously that this would be a three-chappie fic. I stand corrected :D It will be four. So this chapter is short—but before you say anything, please allow me to tell you that the third is all ready so I'll be finalizing and posting it in less than a week : That's a promise.

Chapter 2: Muffy

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Edmund walked out of the study room, worry presently taking over him. Lucy, where are you? he thought and crossed the hall to the bedrooms. Lucy's door was slightly ajar and soft sniffles were coming from inside. Edmund jogged over, his shoes making taps on the wooden flooring, "Lu?" he called again and found his little sister sitting on the bed and hugging her stuffed puppy, the same toy she took with her when she was eight years old and the Pevensies had to evacuate London.

Edmund sighed and walked over, "May I sit with you?"

Lucy nodded. Edmund seated himself aside her and pulled her into an embrace. Lucy cried silently, "Why did she forget, Edmund?" she asked.

Edmund smiled sadly. Lucy never lost the child in her that always asked questions.

"Remember what Mrs. Beaver said, a long time ago?"

Lucy pulled away and looked up at her brother, "What was that?"
"She said, 'There's always hope.'" Edmund smiled reassuringly, "And with Aslan, there's a lot more than hope."

The siblings smiled at each other, recalling the words the Beavers had told them when they first found themselves in Narnia. Frozen, cold, snowy Narnia.

"Then, that means Susan will still remember, right?"

"That's right, Lucy," Edmund replied and looked down at his hands, heaving a breath. Lucy looked at him carefully, "Edmund," she said, "You're so strong."

Edmund smirked, "What do you mean?"

"I hardly see you cry. In fact, I don't remember seeing you cry since you were fifteen."

Edmund froze and looked away. Oh, Lucy, he thought, If you only knew.

"But, you know," Lucy smiled comfortingly and handed her brother the toy puppy, "Muffy says it's perfectly fine to cry, even when you're not alone."

Edmund tried to let out a laugh, when instead he let out a coughing sob. He took the puppy and held it in his hands, tears falling down his cheeks, "You're the best, Lu."

Lucy threw her arms around her brother and began to hum softly. Edmund recognized it to be a Narnian Lullaby.

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A/N: I am aware this took a while, but I promise the next one will be up soon :D And if any of you are reading BT: Curse on the Crown, I'm planning to have that up too. Basically I'm experiencing some Internet failure right now so I can't stay on the computer too long. Sorry, guys!