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26 February 2011 @ 06:19 am
Fic: ‘Curiosity, questions & distraction.’  
Title: Curiosity, questions & distraction.
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: She wanted to know more about Narnia.

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

A question suddenly popped into mind and I wondered who would be asked to answer, who was asking and what the answer would be. When I started thinking about it, a certain pair came to mind and everything fell into place quick smart!

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.


“Mister Tumnus?” The young Queen sat before her dearest friend.

“Yes, your Majesty?”

“Lucy!” She scolded, straightening her skirts. “I want to ask a question and I don’t know who else to ask.”

Mister Tumnus slowly raised an eyebrow. “What kind of question, Lucy Pevensie?”

She sighed, knowing that his attaching her surname to her name was the best she was going to get when it came to him simply calling her by name. “Well,” she leaned forward, hands clasped in her lap, “I ... what I’d like to know is ... how was Narnia born?”

The Faun blinked. “... born, Lucy Pevensie?”

“Yes, born.” She bit her bottom lip, thoughtfully. “I can’t think of a better way to say it. Made, perhaps? Created? Yet, that doesn’t seem right.” A huffed release of breath blew hair tickling her cheek away from her face.

“Well, you—Lucy Pevensie,” he hastily corrected, “I don’t know. Narnia’s always ... been Narnia. From east to west, north to south.”

“Hm.” Lucy frowned, tucking a long curl behind an ear absently. “Is there anyone I could ask?”

“There’s always Aslan,” he reminded her, adjusting his scarf. “If anyone would know, I’m certain Aslan would.”

“I shall hope it’s not too long until his next visit. Although,” she added, “I don’t know if he would answer as he’s not a tame lion, as you once told me,” she concluded cheerfully, standing. “Thank you Mister Tumnus.”

“If I may ask, Lucy Pevensie,” he remembered in time to use her name. “Why did you ask?”

Lucy tilted her head. “Curiosity,” she finally answered. “I want to know so much about Narnia and there’s very much that I don’t know. I don’t want to take anything for granted,” she finished, half-thoughtfully.

The Faun smiled. “I’m sorry I couldn’t answer your question, Lucy Pevensie. But, could I interest you in a song?”

She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. “It isn’t a lullaby, is it?”

He laughed. “No, it is not. I was going to dance with other Fauns and the Dryads. But,” he stood, dusting his lap, “if you do not want to come ...”

Her arm was immediately linked with his. “Lead on!” She cried, her cheeks flushed with excitement. “I’m certain the others won’t miss me for a small while.”

He raised an eyebrow again at that assertion but led the way from the castle to woods not too far away.
Armchair DM: Matt's Cats: New Toy!armchairdm on February 26th, 2011 12:47 am (UTC)
I just love your portrayals of Lucy and Tumnus. And it's a very good question of where did Narnia come from.
F. J.: Lantern & Candles: Warmmorethanacandle on February 26th, 2011 01:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you; they've become one of my favourite pair from those movies to write for.

And Lucy felt that was a very good question, too.