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29 May 2011 @ 02:47 pm
Fic: ‘A ramshackle hut.’  
Title: A ramshackle hut.
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia (movie)
Rating: (G)
Time Period: During events in the Lion, the Witch & the Wardrobe; before they returned to this world.
Summary: Being on tiptoe was difficult for a Faun.

Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).

My curiosity got the better of me, finally about why Lucy and Mr Tumnus were in the garden all night!

And poor Lucy! She had intended to be awake all story after being mostly asleep in the last one!

This happens hours before In the morning.

Disclaimer
All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of C. S. Lewis as well as Andrew Adamson, Ann Peacock, Christopher Markus & Stephen McFeely (their interpretations); I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by his estate.

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They snuck into the garden, with two nicely rolled blankets and a basket. It was difficult for a Faun to imitate being on tiptoe but, somehow, he managed to do so. With dignity befitting a Faun, of course!

He didn’t understand the reason for the furtiveness but he knew his friend was young as well as a Daughter of Eve and he knew nothing of their customs. The delight she showed during this sneaking was just reward for his tiptoeing on hooves so he mustered as much dignity as he could manage and used the basket as a counter-weight. Finally, they sat under an apple tree and settled on one blanket while pulling the other over them.

“Do you think, yo—Lucy Pevensie,” he began, “we could have something to eat? Those sardines smell appetising and I know we brought some bread.”

“In a moment,” she contentedly replied as she leaned against him. “Mr Tumnus?”

“Yes, Lucy Pevensie?”

“Doesn’t the moon seem very full? As though it’s had a very filling meal and is very happy with himself.”

“How do we know the moon isn’t a ‘her’?”

The young Queen sat up and tilted her head thoughtfully. “How could we know?” She quietly asked and leaned against him once more. “I always thought the moon was a boy.”

Busily buttering a slice of bread, he wished they could toast it – freshly buttered toast and sardines were lovely – and looked at his young companion. “Why is that?”

Lucy folded her arms over the blanket, hugging it close. “Where Peter, Susan, Edmund and I are from, the moon is always said to have a man in it. The Man in the Moon.”

He reached into the basket for the sardines but stopped to study the moon. “The moon doesn’t look as though someone lives there.”

“We’re not close enough to see, silly!” She giggled and he continued rescuing the sardines from the basket. “But, what if we could see,” she yawned softly, “if someone lived on the moon? What would we see?”

“A very,” he laid the sardines on the bread; sardines on bread was better than nothing, “ramshackle hut.”

“Wh—”

He glanced down and, with a fishy smelling free hand, pulled the blanket over his young friend before he leaned back against the tree, contentedly eating his sardines on bread. “Yes,” he smiled, “a very ramshackle hut.”
 
 
 
Angel... Dark Wings Descending...: padmegoldangel_in_tears on May 29th, 2011 06:06 am (UTC)
^^ That's so adorable! I love your Lucy & Tumnus stories!
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on May 29th, 2011 06:10 am (UTC)
Thank you! I thought they'd make a lovely start to the latest prompt table and quite enjoy writing them as well!
Armchair DM: Igor: Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy!armchairdm on May 29th, 2011 06:40 am (UTC)
*beams* Tumnus and Lucy strike again!
F. J.: Lanterns: Warmmorethanacandle on May 29th, 2011 08:11 am (UTC)
That they do!
(Anonymous) on June 27th, 2011 03:43 pm (UTC)
aww
that was really cute! it's cute how she explains to Tumnus the things of our world
F. J.: Golden Candlesmorethanacandle on June 27th, 2011 03:47 pm (UTC)
Re: aww
Thank you very much!