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A/N: Ok so I know I haven’t said much till this point so sorry…or you’re welcome. First of all I have had some comments that the two girls in this are funny. Well I’m glad you think so because I am actually Keri and Kristi is actually my best friend. I started writing this story for her and I’m glad that you all like it too! And also the scene between my character and Peter after Edmund’s birthday party was written by her, and she helped me a ton with this chapter. So enjoy!

(Keri’s POV)
“Hey,” someone called to me. I looked up just in time to see Edmund pulling his horse to a stop and jumping neatly off while it was still skidding. It was clear why Kristi liked him so much.
“You didn’t tell Peter did you? About my little freak out?” I asked.
“Well no, but why shouldn’t he know?” he asked as he walked over to where I was sitting looking at the ocean. Well as much of the ocean as I could see anyway, it was probably around midnight. I thought about that for a while though. I didn’t really know why I didn’t want him to know.
“I don’t know,” I mumbled. As soon as the words left my mouth I realized that I did know. Peter seemed unconcerned, and I had no idea why. I was super uncomfortable showing him how freaked out I was until I knew why he wasn’t bothered. What if it was something like he wanted children? Oh god, I can’t deal with that. My breaths came in short bursts.
“Keri? Are you ok?” he asked kneeling down next to me. I nodded out of habit, but then he grabbed my chin so I was forced to look into his eyes. I lost it. I scrambled up and caught him in a bone crushing hug.
“Oh god Edmund. What the hell am I supposed to do? I am too young to have a kid. I would be a terrible mother. Peter doesn’t seem to get it, he isn’t worried at all. I can’t talk to him about it. And for once I can’t talk to Kristi because she is going though the same thing. I…” I seemed to choke on everything I wanted to say. Edmund just rubbed and patted my back soothingly until I found my voice again.
“Sorry,” I said in a light sob. “I just need to be selfish for a minute I guess.”
“Keri?” he asked softly and I took a shuttering breath and he continued. “I know my brother better then anyone. He is just trying to be brave for you. And I know he would be hurt if he knew that you were keeping your feelings from him.”
“I know,” I said thickly. “I just… need time to think.”
“That’s fine, But seeing as he is not here I have a feeling that Peter has no idea of your… emotional state?” he asked.
“He doesn’t,” I whispered, but since I was still crushing him against me he had no problem hearing me. I released him and blushed as I watched him stretch out his back.
“Wow you’ve got some muscle,” he said.
“Sorry,” I muttered.
“Don’t be. Now come on, I have just the thing that will cheer you up,” he said brightly and pulled me to my feet.
*
“Are you fucking serious?” I asked, but Edmund put a finger to his lips to silence me as he listened to the voices on the other side of the door. I rolled my eyes at him but couldn’t help but grin and check over my shoulder for anyone coming down the hallway. His hand randomly shot out and grabbed my arm and he pulled me to a door about ten feet farther down. The door we had been standing at opened and I just caught a glimpse of someone coming out before Edmund quickly opened the door we were at and pulled me inside. We stayed frozen until the other door closed.
“Hurry, they won’t be gone long,” he said sounding super excited. I looked around and saw that we were in a huge kitchen. It had two doors and I realized that the other one was the one that we had been listening though.
“So what are we doing?” I asked still hesitating by the door.
“Kitchen raid! Now hurry! They don’t leave it unattended for long, and the head cook will string us up if she catches us,” he said and ran over to the counter. I shrugged and hurried to his side. There was a batch of freshly baked cookies just sitting there, ripe for the taking.
“You’re a weird king,” I laughed. “But shouldn’t they be done for the night?”
“They were. It’s five in the morning you know. Now we need something to carry these in,” he said looking around him.
“We have something. It’s called hands,” I said and started grabbing up cookies. He beamed, pleased that I was finally getting into the spirit of it. He started gathering up handfuls of cookies as well but we both froze when we heard the unmistakable sound of hooves on stone. We both dashed to the door as the other doors handle started to turn. He dropped several cookies as he reached for the handle, he threw the door open and we dashed through.
“HEY!” the shout of the head cook rang around us. Well there goes subtlety. We sprinted down the hallway and soon we could hear her hooves clacking behind us. I just hoped that fauns couldn’t run that fast. They could.
“This way,” Edmund hissed at me. We took a sharp turn then another then he stopped causing me to slam into him. He threw open a door and shoved me inside and quickly closed it behind us. We stood frozen in the closet; we heard her go by and the sound of her hooves fade away. He poked his head out into the hallway and pulled me out as soon as he saw that it was empty.
“Jesus,” I whispered. “I didn’t think you were serious.” He flashed me a grin and we took off again until we reached a seemingly random door. He opened it and we tumbled inside roaring with laughter.
(Kristi’s POV)
I watched in amusement as Edmund and Keri stumbled into the room and unloaded their armloads of cookies onto the little table by the door. Then they collapsed into a huge laughing mass on the floor as soon as the door was closed.
“Have fun?” I asked. I glanced over at Peter who didn’t have the same amusement on his face that I did. He had come to apologize to me, and to ask for advice. He had definitely noticed that something was bothering Keri before she had left his room.
“Y-yeah,” Keri gasped, still trying to control her laughter. “Ed, you’re on my h-hair.”
“Oh s-sorry,” Edmund forced out and rolled away from her. It turned out her hair was caught on a strap that held his tunic on by his shoulder. She squealed and rolled with him so her hair wouldn’t get ripped out, but this made it so she had rolled halfway on top of him. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Peter tense up, I glanced over at him and he folded his arms tightly across his chest. He looked pissed.
“Ok, my idiots, hold still,” I said with a laugh and went over to untangle Keri’s hair. As soon as her hair pulled free she bounced up and beamed proudly at me gesturing at the cookies on the table.
“Aren’t you proud of me? Look at this haul!” she said in a tone that made it sound like we had all been starving to death.
“You stole cookies… so proud. By the way you have… stuff all over your boobs,” I said. She looked down and started to wipe herself off with her hands.
“Crap. I like this dress too,” she mumbled, still trying in vain to get it off.
“Here silly,” Edmund randomly popped up with a towel.
“Yeah, that might help,” she giggled. I heard a sigh from behind me and I assumed that Peter was about to freak out.
“Why don’t we go somewhere where we can all sit?” I suggested.
“Sure,” Keri and Edmund said almost at the same time while still trying to clean themselves off.
“There’s a sitting room just down the hall,” Peter said a little darkly. He strode out of the room, shoving roughly against Edmund on his way by. He was still preoccupied with cleaning himself and hardly noticed.
“Oh sorry,” Edmund muttered, distracted. He must have thought he was in the way of the door or something.
“You guys can meet us there,” I said and rushed out after him. I followed Peter into a room a few doors down, he must not have known that I was following him because as soon as he was inside he started pacing angrily back and forth.
“Peter? You good?” I asked from the doorway.
“I’m fine,” he spat, stopping his pacing to look at me.
“You don’t look fine,” I said.
“I am, I just… wish…” he trailed off.
“Wish?” I prompted.
“It doesn’t matter,” he said, angry again.
“Yeah it does. Your upset, I wanna help. You’re important to Keri which makes you important to me. In other words: you’re stuck with me now,” I said.
“It doesn’t appear that I am all that important to her after all,” he muttered. “Ed is.” I saw anger shoot across his face again and he grabbed at his left hip for something. Oh god. He is grabbing for his sword isn’t he. I couldn’t help but feel relieved when his fingers clenched around air.
“Ok, calm the fuck down. Here, sit down,” I said and pulled him to a couch on one side of the room. He allowed himself to be dragged and plopped down next to me with a sigh, then let out a chuckle.
“Is that a popular phrase where you come from?” he asked.
“What?”
“That ‘calm the fuck down’ is it common, or is it just you guys?”
“Uh… I don’t know. I guess it’s common, but I wouldn’t call it a catchphrase or anything. Why?” I asked.
“That’s what she said to me after you guys left. Of course she added her ‘dude’. If you remember I was exceptionally not calm at that moment. Oh Aslan, I’m a King, I should be able to control my emotions better than this.”
“Whether you’re a king or not, you’re still young and a guy. It’s in your genes to freak out at a time like that. Now as for your problem now, don’t worry, jealously happens to everyone.”
“Jealousy?” he asked, sounding almost like he had never heard the word before. Before I could respond Keri and Edmund came in whispering seriously to each other. They glanced over at us and unfortunately decided there would be more room if they sat on the couch on the other side of the room.
“Yeah I think you’re right,” he whispered to me.
“Of course I am. But like I said don’t worry too much. You’re a new couple so this was bound to happen sooner or later. How many girlfriends did you have before her?” I whispered back.
“None?” he sounded unsure of something.
“Are you not sure if someone counted as a girlfriend or something?”
“No you just made it sound like I should have had a lot by now.”
“Oh no, not really. You’re from a different time, and even in our time Keri has never had a boyfriend before.”
“Really?” he looked amazed.
“Yeah…why?” I asked.
“It’s just…” he blushed hardcore.
“Yeah?”
“She seemed to really know… you know. What she was doing. I mean I knew she was a virgin but… I assumed she had some experience.”
“Well yeah. You see, in our time we are a lot more…open about our sex lives. God, not kidding, she could even explain in detail how two guys can have sex.” I laughed at the shock that crossed his face. He seemed to struggle with his words.
“That’s… disgusting,” he finally managed.
“Is it? I suppose when you’re from you were raised to believe that. But be careful. Keri won’t accept that for an excuse. She was raised to believe that being gay was a sin but she still came out of that believing that gay people should have all the same rights.” I explained, it seemed only fair that I should warn him.
“Gay? You mean like happy?” he was so confused.
“Oh in our time that is what they call homosexuals. But getting back on point. I have no idea how we got so far off but: you two are each other’s first. It’s bound to be a little sensitive in the jealousy department.”
“How come you aren’t having problems with this too?” he asked.
“Because I trust her. I know that she would never make a move on my guy,” I said simply. But it wasn’t entirely true that I wasn’t jealous. It was clear to me that Keri was telling Edmund what was bothering her so much. She is like a sister to me, and I know she feels the same way, so shouldn’t I be the one she tells her problems to? She barely knows Edmund so why is she putting so much faith in him? Does she randomly think that I won’t be here for her? I can only assume that she is worried about being pregnant. I remember that conversation that we had once.
*
“Oh my god. Last night I had the worst dream,” Keri said to me as we were washing dishes in the back. We both worked at McDonalds.
“A T-rex chased you around a tree?” I asked with a laugh.
“Shut up, I was ten what do you want from me?” she laughed and slashed some water on me.
“Bitch,” I said and splashed some back. “Anyway what was it?”
“That I got pregnant,” she said.
“Whoa you’re pregnant?” a voice said from behind us.
“What the hell JJ? You eavesdropper. But no I’m not pregnant, I had a dream that I was pregnant,” Keri said turning to glare at our manager.
“Isn’t dreaming about it a sign that you are?” he asked with an evil chuckle.
“Oh god. I could totally see you freaking out,” I said.
“Damn straight. I would probably wipe out the Pregnancy test aisle in my panic,” she muttered.
“Oh and you’d have to tell your dad,” I said.
“Oh god. I would make you do it.”
“Your dad would be mad I’m guessing?” JJ asked.
“He’s a pastor,” she growled before turning back to the dishes. JJ was doubled over in laughter with me before the store manager yelled at us to get back to work.
**
Yes, I knew that she was worried. I was just waiting for her to come to me, but… she went to Edmund instead. That’s not right.
“Is there anything I can do?” Peter asked pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Not really. Unless you want to try making her jealous as well,” I said still spacing out a little. We were both silent for a long time. Keri and Edmund had stopped whispering and were now having a real conversation. It sounded like she was telling him about Zelda.
“The only thing that I don’t like about being here is that I’ve already missed the release date of the new Zelda game,” she said with a laugh.
“They’re that fun?” Edmund asked.
“Fuck yes, you have no idea dude,” and they both laughed.
“So, what do you like to do?” Peter asked me in a normal tone.
“Oh I’m on the internet mostly. I read a lot of stuff and watch videos. You?” I asked. He was confused and I realized too late that he wouldn’t get most of what I just said. But he decided to shake it off and continue.
“I like to read. I’m fairly ok at cricket as well.”
“I’ve heard of that but I’ve never played it. Or even seen it really,” I said.
“Really? It’s really popular in our time…”
“Actually it’s really popular in England, even now I think,” I explained.
“Oh right. America. You have that, um, something ball,” he said thinking hard.
“Everything ends with ball,” I laughed. “I think you mean baseball though.”
“Yes, that’s it,” he said and laughed. That’s when I saw it. He didn’t care, everything was fake. His smile his laugh… then why was he trying so hard? Oh god. He thought I was serious. He is really trying to make her jealous. I was about to say something…or smack him, I hadn’t quite decided yet, when Edmund and Keri got up.
“The sun is starting to rise. I’m at least going to try to sleep a little,” Keri said. Everyone mumbled their agreement and headed out of the sitting room to our beds. I walked slowly trying to decide if I should warn Keri about Peter’s feelings and about his plan. As I climbed into the bed I decided that I would just talk to him tomorrow and explain that that was a horrible plan. I really didn’t mean it. Right?