Well, originally I was just going to write a one shot depending on the reviews. Since you guys seemed to like it I had this idea to do a series of Pete/Ed bonding ficlets (NO SLASH!) Every once in a while I may add Susan and Lucy but this will mostly be about their time in England after Narnia and maybe a smidge before. Guess we'll see where this takes us. DO NOT OWN NARNIA!

*Pre-Prince Caspian*

I stole a quick glance at Peter. High King Peter the Magnificent, Sir Wolfsbane, Emperor of the Lone Islands. He was not the same person. Well, physically yes, Peter was really just a younger version of himself, but mentally, he was anything but. Perhaps on our way back through the wardrobe Aslan had trouble fitting a twenty nine year old man into a teenager's body so he got rid of his brain to make room. After all, Peter didn't seem to think or feel before he acted anymore. There was no decision making process, he just did what he wanted to no matter what the cost is to anyone around him. I couldn't help but think of mum crying after Peter told her off. She of all people least deserved it. She just wanted to be our mother, but Peter decided that the best way to show her his maturity was to throw a temper tantrum. Like I said, no thought process.

"What are you looking at?" Peter asked. I had completely forgotten I was staring at him as we walked home from school.

"Oh, uh, nothing, I thought I saw a very interesting squirrel standing over there…" I muttered lamely.

"It's a wonder how I'm even related to you." He sighed with disgust. I froze mid step, slack jawed. He didn't really just say that? This was an all time low even for him. I could handel the entire year of hell he put me through, but now this was the end of my patience. I could suddenly see our bond, a bond we built over fifteen years just unravel before my eyes.

"Well, aren't you coming?" He huffed. I was just about make a witty comeback when Amos, the school bully appeared.

"Oi mates, look who it is! We've missed you Pevensie and ah, other Pevensie." He said with a dangerous smirk. He used to be my 'friend' before Narnia, but know I can't even look at him without wanting to throw a punch.

"Well, it was great seeing you all again, but we really must go." I said as I dragged Peter along behind me.

"You know Pevensie, I heard you two are the best fighters the school's got. Mind if we have a friendly match?" He smiled innocently but I could still see the malice in his eyes. I looked around, this would be an unfair match no matter how you look at it. Five to two and most of the boys were on the rugby team, well this is just fantastic.

"Or are you too scared to fight us?" Amos sneared. Peter being Peter immediately took on the challenge. They all attacked at once and fists went flying. While I was furious at the High King I am still a knight and a King and it is my duty to protect him whether he wants me here or not.

*45 minutes later*

"Come on you lump!" I groaned as I hauled Peter to his feet once more. Fight ended fifteen minutes ago just as I had predicted. We had both been beaten to a pulp, but I was better off than Peter (if only slightly) due to my light feet which I had learned how to use in Narnia.

We were almost home, in fact I could see it right around the corner. All I want is to bury myself in a bucket of ice. I could feel my bruises throbbing, my head spinning and my ribs aching.

Finally, I have reached the door! If I wasn't so sore I would probably try to kiss it. Mum and dad were still working, but I knew Lucy and Susan were wondering around here somewhere. I was more afraid to face them than I was to face Amos.

"Could I get some help?" I called out. Moments later I heard the pound of footsteps on the stairs. Susan came down first with Lucy right on her tail. Susan let out a stifled gasp although it should be no surprise by now that Peter comes home everyday banged up as he is. They quickly transferred him to the couch which probably has an imprint of his body in it by now and I headed upstairs.

I no longer shared a room with Peter like we used to back home. He insisted we were too old to be doing things like that. I shook my head but that proved to be a bad idea seeing as I most likely had a concussion. I stumbled towards my bed and lay down. One of the girls will be up in a minute but I really wanted to be alone.

Sure enough, several moments later there was a quiet knock on my door. "Edmund?" It was Lucy. She opened the door just enough so she could squeeze in and immediately shut it behind her.

"I hope He calls us back soon, for Peter's sake if not for the rest of us." She said. I nodded in agreement but I winced in pain.

"Here I brought some bandages and water. I figured you might need it." After the worst of it was over with I asked, "Do you think he will ever be him again, Lu?"

"I have no idea, we just have to have faith in Aslan, He'll make sure everything turns out all right." But even sweet, hopeful, Lucy could hear the doubt in her voice.

"I suppose we should go back down stairs. Who knows what kind of trouble he'll get into now." She nodded once and helped me to my feet.

"You don't have to follow him into every fight you know?" Lucy asked softly, but I didn't reply, I couldn't.

"Peter, please listen to me, you have to stop acting like this. What would Aslan think of you right now?"

"Lucy, I am being perfectly reasonable, pardon me if I don't want to be judged by the lion who allowed us to abandon our own country! He doesn't care about us anymore! We live in England now, He isn't here to help us, He left us!"

"What do you mean? You know he loves us!" Lucy's face was horrified. How could he deny the great Lion's love when he had witnessed it so many times before.

Edmund and Susan just shook their heads. They were too shocked to say anything. Peter proceeded to storm up to his room and slammed the door closed.

"I'll go talk to him." I said and quietly followed him.

When I reached his door I didn't bother knocking, I knew he would just tell me to go away anyways.

"What's wrong with you?" I all but screamed, "You are mentally insane! What happened to you? You are nothing like the King I learned to love and trust in Narnia! In fact I would say you are acting a lot more like I was before Narnia. You need to get your act together Peter Pevensie because you are tearing us apart."

"Who are you to tell me this? After all were you not dubbed 'Just Edmund'?" He asked using my own title against me.

"Oh really Peter, you are the epitome of maturity!" I threw my hands up in the air.

"I am the High King and I shall act as I please!"

"Well you are doing pretty damn good job of it already! All you do is get into fights that I have to pull you out of. All I do is clean up your messes. You know what? You are no High King of mine. I stopped following you the second you stopped following Aslan." I started to turn away when a slap echoed throughout the room. I stumbled back from the force of the blow and stared at him in disbelief. I gingerly raised a hand to my cheek which was no doubtingly bright red in the shape of a hand print. He tried to stumble out an apology but he couldn't seem to form the words. I shook my head at him, never breaking eye contact and fled the room.

Peter hit me. I couldn't get the thought out of my head. He had never laid a finger on us before, not in Narnia, not even when I deserved it the most. So why was now any different? Oh, Alsan, please we need you!

I continued to walk briskly down the road. I had no idea where I was going, but I needed to get away. I had no idea how long it has been, it could have been minutes, hours, seconds, but I heard the faint pounding of footsteps behind me. I ignored them, thinking it was someone out for a late night jog but then they called out, "Edmund wait, please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean too!" For a split second I thought about turning around and giving him a bone crushing hug, but I didn't want to go back. I knew everything would be the same as it had been for the past year. I was done cleaning up after him.

"Please come home, If not for me, for the girls and for mum and dad." I would come back when I was ready and no sooner. So I continued to walk on.

"You've left me no choice Ed." Peter warned. I didn't care though. What could he do? He was nearly unconscious only under an hour ago. What I didn't expect was for him to run up behind me and throw me over his shoulder.

I squirmed like crazy, but he had an iron grip. After I settled down he spoke, "You need to gain some weight you know, you're too thin." I huffed but didn't say anything else.

"I know you are mad, and you have every right to be, but please, give me a second chance." I remained silent once more."I saw Him in a dream you know. Just last night actually, but I didn't want to believe Him. Aslan was telling me about how we would go back soon but I needed to learn something here first and more importantly I needed to gain something too. I figured out what I need Ed, it's you. I didn't realize how beastly I've been since we came back. You didn't have to jump in all those fights with me, you should have let them teach me a lesson. All I did was yell at you when you did everything right. I suppose I was just jealous of how well you handled it. It was also unfair of me to make you hold the family together when it should have been all of us working together to survive this. I'm sorry, but if you ever talk to me again, I want to know, why did you help me all those times when I could have beaten to a pulp? I deserved it after all."

Finally I replied, "Because, you're my king. An' Pete?"

"Hmm?"

"I forgive you." With that I slowly drifted to a much need sleep, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Peter finally came back.

For those of you who are reading A Hazy Shade of Winter, I have not given up. I just have many plot bunnies jumping around right now and I need to write them all. Though, Why Peter Hates Telmarines is permanently on hold. I recently read I fic that was the same basic plot line and A) I don't want to take ideas and B) I couldn't compete with it, it was just so amazing. Next How Lucy became a Veg. is also on hold until I regain a sense of humor. All other fics I mentioned are in the works!

Review please and I promise I will not attack you with flying ninjas,

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