A/N: I just wanted to say that I will not always update this quickly, so to anyone (Anyone? :D) who is actually reading this: Don't think I am giving up on the story just because I don't update for a week or more. That just means I am working hard on it!

Queen Su: Thank so much for the review! I am glad you found my little story amusing, I was hoping someone would like it. :) And don't worry, I don't plan on matching myself up with anybody in this story. ;)

I cautiously opened my eyes. Everything was white.

I blinked. Is this heaven? Where's all the angels? For that matter, where's God? I blinked again – still nothing, and my body was oddly numb.

Numb? Bodies are NOT supposed to be numb!

I pushed myself up. I was in the middle of a forest, and it was apparently winter as the ground was covered in snow.

Except for the spot I had been laying in, where there was a me-shaped patch of mud.

Well, I guess that explains why I can't feel my nose. I shivered. As everyone well knows, dropping from the sky into a pile of snow while you are soaking wet is not the most pleasant experience.

I gingerly got to my feet, remembering my recent mishaps with a cringe.

Where on earth am I?, I thought, looking around.

The forest I stood in was beautiful, yet completely silent. (Unless, of course, you are one of those people who have super-hearing and can hear snowflakes hitting the ground). It was seemingly devoid of all life except for the trees and bushes.

I sighed and rubbed my hands together, trying to force some warmth back into them.
It was then that I noticed my book, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, was still clutched tightly in my mostly numb hands.

I examined it closely, and was shocked to see that all the mud had somehow disappeared, and that the rips had mysteriously repaired themselves.

I sat down on the ground behind (Or in front of – it depends on your point of view) a large pine tree and pulled my knees up to my chest. I studied the front and back cover of the book, trying to determine if it was really the same one that I took outside with me. The back was the same, down to my pen-written signature that I had inscribed there a few years ago. Flipping it over, I examined the front.

Yep, same taped-up rip down the middle. I really do wish that hadn't happened, it totally obscures the lamppost. The lamppost is meant to be the center of attention, something that should not and cannot be missed-

I froze and glanced up. A certain tall, metal object stood a few measly feet away, glowing like New York City at midnight. What. What? WHAT?

My eyes widened so much that I was almost afraid that my eyeballs would fall out.

"OH MY GOSH!" I screamed. "I'M IN NARNIA!"

I started hyperventilating.

This cannot be real! I stared down at my book to compare the picture on it to lamppost before me.

It was identical! Completely and utterly identical!

There it was, right in front of me the entire time: the legendary lamppost of Narnia! How on earth could I have missed it before? I jumped up, ignoring the pain of my nearly frost bitten feet.

I hobbled over to it, still in shock, and shakily extended a finger to touch it reverently.

"I can't believe it." I whispered in awe. "How in the world...?"

I glanced down at my copy of LWW and suddenly realized that I couldn't remember half of the plot. I hadn't read it in years, so I had an excuse, but I still felt rather dumb for not reading it earlier in the day. All I remembered was most of the story up until after the Pevensies stepped into the wardrobe together for the first time, but even that was pretty fuzzy.

I eagerly tried to open the book, to scan the chapters and get a refresher on the plot, but the pages were stuck together. It was a strange kind of stick too, not like glue or mud ( As I had first thought that some leftover mud from earlier might have caused it), but like the entire book was made of stone and wasn't ever meant to be opened. I pried at it and pulled as hard as I could, but not a single page would budge.

Drat, I thought, The first time I get into Narnia and my copy of LWW has decided I'm not respectable enough to get a glance at its pages, even though I am in dire need of remembering the plot!

"Hello?"

An oddly familiar voice highlighted by a British accent broke into my thoughts.

I whirled around, and nearly choked.

It was the Pevensies.

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