Hello again, my readers. Sorry for the long wait. I was pretty busy this month, and I had a writer's block (as eden54 calls it). So here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
eden54: Sorry for the review again. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
PippinBaggins: You think Rovin is cute? His eye was twitching when I told him! lol
Your Grace Still Amazes Me: Sorry if I started to sound like a Mary Sue. I don't intend to be one.
Author's note: Since psychpineapplelover has stopped writing her own stories, she has become my co-writer for this fanfic. So I give her part of the credit. And she has become the anime illustrator for this story so there will be pictures...
And I apologize for the errors and constant updates. But for those who have been faithfully reading my story, please read this chapter again, for there is some important (I guess for the story)information I forgot to insert earlier.
Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia or anything of it. They belong to dear C.S. Lewis. I only own Faith and Rovin. Robyn is psychpineapplelover's OC.
Over the mound, a recognizable figure ran into vision. She had a scarlet dress with tight long sleeves and a belt with a dagger on her left and a short sword on her right. She was bear-headed with dark layered hair, hanging down. As soon as the individual was in the front of the centaurs, there was mixed emotion on the face. Gaping at me was my missing BFF. Oh joy! I can hear the "Chariots of Fire" coming up.
"Faith?" questioned the girl facing me.
"Robyn?" I questioned back.
"You're here?"
"You're here too!"
"You're here?" she repeated in the same manner.
My joy screeched for a moment and the song in my head died down. "Uh, yes. I'm here, Robyn."
I was glad and relieved to see my friend, but Robyn was the opposite it seemed; she was shocked and…well, shocked. What's wrong with her? Is she shell-shocked?
"I…I…I thought you were dead," Robyn stuttered as if she saw a ghost. "Wouldn't you be…in heaven already?"
My expectations of a happy reunion were cut short. "What?"
"You're really there? You're really alive?" she asked as she slowly stepped to me.
"Yes, yes. I'm here. I'm alive. Fit as a fiddle, in fact…except for the ankle."
By the way Robyn approached me, I could tell she was really hesitant to touch me and stunned to see me alive and well, and nobody else said anything but just watched in silence. This is really weird, Robyn. Stop making such a show. I feel like I'm in one of those Asian soap operas right now.
I sighed in frustration and in expectation to break the silence. "You're killing me with the suspense already. Come on, BFF. Touch me or pinch me if you have to."
Robyn kneeled beside me and started to reach forward with her hand, but she withdrew. By now, I was getting annoyed with her 'drama mode' by now. Instead of waiting for her move, I ended up pinching her four times and slapping her on the cheek.
"Ow. Alright, alright," protested Robyn as she rubbed her red cheek, "It's just that…"
"Now are you satisfied?" I growled, "I mean, seriously. Can I get easily killed with being struck on the head with a baton? Come on."
"The thug had a gun pointed at your head," she said quietly.
"Oh," I mouthed silently then said out loud, "Well, I didn't hear any gun."
"Well, BFF, he did have a gun."
I paused for a moment. "Did he shoot? Me?"
Robyn's eyes fell to the ground. "Before everything went black, I heard a gun shot. So…" She gulped. "I thought they... killed you."
Now I was the one with mixed emotions. As I sat there in silence, I couldn't comprehend if I was dead in our world or not. It was just…mind-blowing. It was pretty hard to describe what I was going through there.
"What are we going to do now, Faith? What are we here for?" asked Robyn uneasily, "What does Aslan want us to do?" (She's a Christian and a Narnia fan too.)
"…I don't know. I was going to ask you that, Robyn,…but for whatever reason Aslan brought us here, we'll find out." I tried to give Robyn an encouraging smile who grinned to me in return.
Then I remembered where we were. Oh yeah, everyone's staring at us like zombies."Ahem. Anyways," I said in a loud voice.
Robyn assessed the situation with the centaurs standing behind us, me somewhat sprawled on the ground, Nikabrik supporting Trufflehunter, and Reep on top of an unfortunate Caspian who was still in a little tizzy of the mouse. "What just happened?" she asked.
Trufflehunter answered for me. "We were running for our lives from Telmarine soldiers a few minutes ago until Reepicheep saved us. Unfortunately, some of us were injured. Oh, and you must be Robyn."
"Ah, yeah…" Robyn said, but then glanced at me, "Who are they?"
But I couldn't answer right away, for the centaur that had spoken earlier and the second oldest-looking centaur walked, went, or rather they cantered (I guess it's safe to say) to Trufflehunter and Nikabrik.
"How serious are they, badger?" the oldest one asked.
"Oh, it's just a small leg wound from me and a twisted ankle from another," the answer came casually. Soon they had a deep conversation of their own.
"That's Glenstorm and Ironhoof," Robyn explained to me. "Glenstorm's the father, and Ironhoof, Cloudbirth, and Rainstone, (the other two dudes behind us) are his kids."
"Cool."
"And who are your friends?"
"The one that just talked to you is Trufflehunter. He took care of me mostly. The black dwarf is Nikabrik-"
"Nikabrik? Really? Why don't we just call him Nick? Because it sounds like we're calling him a brick!"
"Oh no! She's just like Faith!" I heard Nikabrik mutter under his breath.
I rolled my eyes as I continued. "Okay, and the one Reep is standing on is Prince Caspian who we just met or rather he was dragged in last night. I'll tell you later, Robyn-"
"Wait wait wait. Did you just say Prince Caspian, Faith?" Robyn shook her head as if waking up.
I gave her a weird look. "Um, yeah…why?" I inquired as I watched her eyes intensely grow wide.
"A-are you serious? He's the one running away from his uncle, and he's the one who blew the horn, and-" She was now starting to squeal like a little piglet (or like one of those obsessed fan girls you've seen on TV).
"Whoa, slow down, Robyn! How do you know who Caspian is?"
"Well, doesn't everyone back at home know who he is?" she said as she kept making goo-goo eyes (I hope not Mary-Sue eyes) at Caspian who was still pinned on the ground by the mouse but had managed to turn his head to see us.
He looked just as mystified as I did. "Um…do I know you?" Caspian asked as he glanced at Robyn, then back to me. I shrugged at him as if to say 'I have no clue'
"No, you don't, but somehow I know all about you," Robyn breathlessly replied. "Can I have your autograph?"
"Autograph? ...What?" Caspian asked, still perplexed.
I, embarrassed, covered my eyes with one hand and shook my head. "You're something, Robyn, aren't you?" Next thing I did, I slapped the back of her head to get her out of her trance.
"Okay, okay, forget the autograph, I'll stop! I'll stop!" She flinched as she rubbed the back of her head. "Sheesh!"
"Thank you! Now how did you know about him?"
Robyn now gave me an astounded look. "Don't you remember the story? In fact, the movie, at all?"
"What story and what movie? All I remember is four kids and a Lion named Aslan that goes by God in our world."
"Funny. I don't remember four kids in the movie, but I remember the Lion. Who could forget Him? Anyway. …You don't remember the movie?"
"NO! You don't remember four kids either. And I don't remember a Prince Caspian anywhere. Let alone a movie! And if you know the movie, what supposed to happen next?"
She raised a hand and opened her mouth to speak but faltered in answering.
"You do know, right?"
Robyn shook her head and lowered her hand.
"Thought you could help us. But now we just figured out that you don't remember the plot," I sighed in frustration. "Boy is this gonna be a rough road."
"Well, sorry. How was I supposed to know that all this was going to happen to us?" Robyn mumbled.
"I-never mind. We're going nowhere with this. Nothing else is gonna help anyways."
"By the way, isn't this awesome, Faith?" WE'RE IN NARNIA!"
I acted flabbergasted "NO, REALLY! That, my friend, is a bad thing. A really, REALLY bad thing. Okay? We are not to do anything that will ruin anything here. Got it?"
I received an annoyed look from Robyn. "What's wrong with you, girl? I think you're hyperventilating. Just settle down and you won't hurt a thing and we'll all be fine. Breathe it all in deeply and let it all go." She was leaning to yoga mood. "Learn the form, and then forget the form. Remember, the force is with you. Use the force. Feel the force. Let the force flow through you. We are one. You are part of the circle of life."
I found myself slowly falling into her bizarre trance, but I tsked and rubbed my head roughly. "Robyn, don't do it again. You have everyone watching us."
Robyn slapped herself on the forehead. "Aye-yi-yi. You ruined it. And you're giving me a headache. We'll just talk later."
We both fell silent for a minute, but I quickly remembered Caspian's situation. "Rob, mind if you help with the little situation behind me?" I jerked my neck to behind me to gesture to Caspian.
My friend looked over my shoulder to see the mouse still on top of Caspian and then stood up. I turned around (but I didn't stand up) to see Caspian and the mouse having a little chitchat of their own too.
"Do you mind if you get off me now?" I heard Caspian ask.
"Yes, I do mind," was the response.
"But you heard what they said. I have the horn."
I heard Robyn (in her weird trance again) starting to squeal a little too noisily again. "He's just like Ben Barnes in the movie. This is so cool! I can't believe he's right there!"
Good grief! What is wrong with you? Did they hit you harder than me? I rolled my eyes and slapped her legs.
"Ow! Sorry," she reacted, "Would you stop hitting me?"
"That didn't even hurt that much," I scoffed.
"Whatever...Hey, Reepicheep," Robyn called with a funny look, "get off the guy already. He doesn't need to be babysitted."
"Yeah, please?" I echoed.
Unexpectedly, the second youngest centaur spoke. "There is no need to hold him any longer, Reepicheep," he said with a ghost of a small grin.
But the mouse wasn't willing to release his captive. "This Telmarine is not to be trusted, Cloudbirth. He'll run away if I do so."
"How do you know I'll run away?" asked Caspian.
"Shut up. I didn't ask for your opinion."
"Reep, he won't run away. I promise. I trust him. In fact," I started to use a hippie voice, "Like he and I go way back since like…yesterday." I bit my lip to hold an incoming smile. That was funny. Perfect for the scenario too.
Reep gave me a 'what is with you?' stare. Caspian had a bemused look…I think. I didn't know because I couldn't really see all of his face. Robyn was giggling from the random movie quote I had just used. (It's the movie Surf's Up if you don't know.) And the centaurs (except for Glenstorm who was talking with Trufflehunter) were just parked in their places with solemn faces without a single twitch. (You know, I don't understand how centaurs can be serious all their lives.)
"Reepicheep, stop babysitting him," ordered Robyn.
"Come on. He won't run away. He wouldn't even hurt a fly. Right, Caspian?" I said.
"I am not babysitting him, Robyn!" the mouse retorted as he kept an eye on Caspian.
"Then why don't you get off him if you're not babysitting?" I suggested.
"I don't see any proof at all that this Telmarine blew the horn!"
Trufflehunter jumped into the conversation as he knelt beside me and began tending to my ankle. "Reepicheep. Faith, Nikabrik, Trumpkin, and I saw him blow the horn. Now get off him!"
I was surprised to see Trufflehunter up already. "Your leg, Trufflehunter! Isn't hurt?"
"Oh don't worry about it, Faith. Glenstorm says it's only a small puncture, and Nikabrik helped me already," Trufflehunter brushed off. Oh really? It can't be that small from an arrow.
Robyn whispered into my ear again, "Who's Trumpkin?"
"Trumpkin was one of the first dwarfs I met. But he was captured by the Telmarines when we took Caspian in," I explained.
Glenstorm gave Reep a stern look. "Mouse," was all he said.
Reep sighed, drew his sword away, and said, "Fine!" as he hopped off of Caspian. "But it doesn't mean I trust him."
I watched as Robyn went over and offered Caspian a hand which he took.
"Thank you," he said with his cute smile. Oh no. Not again.
"No problem!" Robyn replied with a goofy smile on her face. Yeah. She fell for it too. I knew she would. Then she furiously shook her head. "Mary Sue, Mary Sue! Don't be a Mary Sue!" she chanted to herself.
I began to laugh. "I knew you would do it too!" I called.
"What's a Mary Sue, Faith?" Caspian asked, turning to me.
I stopped laughing. Not funny. "Um-"
"Agh, never mind! You don't want to know. Shoo before I become one!" Robyn said waving him off as she shut her eyes and turned away from him.
Trufflehunter had removed my moccasin shoe and was now wrapping my ankle in some cloth. Caspian came over and kneeled beside me.
"Are you alright?" he asked in a little concern.
"Yeah. I'm fine, Caspian," I nodded. "It's just my ankle. I don't know if it's twisted or I just sprained it."
"Here," Caspian offered as took the roll of cloth from Trufflehunter who was having a little difficulty. He started wrapping my ankle like how my dad does it. (He's an LVN. That's something-something nurse. I dunno. I'll just tell you later.)
When I looked behind me, Robyn was smiling a sly smile.
"He's only being nice, Rob," I excused.
"Sure he is," I heard Robyn mutter.
"Whatever," I answered carelessly.
"Is that better?" Caspian asked when he finished. "It's not too tight?"
"No. It's perfect. Comfy." I did a laughing smile…if you know what I mean.
He did the same in return.
"Come," Glenstorm said, "We must leave and go to Dancing Lawn. We will call for everyone to be there tonight. You are to come too, Son of Adam." Caspian's eyes slightly widened.
As if it was on cue, everyone else except us humans started to head the way the centaurs came from. Though Trufflehunter insisted he was fine, Nikabrik helped the badger walk a little bit. The mouse followed Trufflehunter with the centaurs leading the way.
Caspian turned to Robyn and I. "Are you not going too?"
"Of course, I'm going," I thought logically. "Where else are we going? Robyn, can you help me up?"
Robyn came over, and she and Caspian helped me up.
"I'll carry you, Faith," Caspian offered again as he still held my arm. Not again.
"No no no! That won't be necessary, Caspian," I declined quickly, "but thank you. I'll just have Robyn for support." Robyn slung my other arm over her shoulders, and I slowly limped with Caspian following behind us.
"How far is exactly this Dancing Lawn?" I asked Robyn.
"Oh, just a few minutes away."
"How many minutes?"
"I said just a few."
"That doesn't help."
"It's not that far, Faith. Probably just half a mile or even less."
"What exactly is this Dancing Lawn anyways?"
"Well, it's quite obvious. The Dancing Lawn is a place, you blonde!"
"Nooo, what are we going to do there? I know it's a place, dumbo."
"Well we're obviously gonna have a meeting."
As we slowly made our way to this Dancing Lawn place, I looked back at Caspian who was looking down and somewhere deep in thought again. But he looked as if he were troubled.
"Hey, Caspian," I called.
Caspian jerked his head to me.
"You okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine," he replied quietly. But I knew he was lying.
And more about Rovin, he starting to go insane. Need help!
Rovin: You said I would be in this chapter, Faith! Come on, I'm dying here!
...Please Read and Review. Can you comfort or say something to Rovin at least? Pretty please? *glances behind shoulder* I can't do anything, and a little spoiler for you, I plan for him to be in the chapter after the next chapter. (Do you what I mean?)
