Following his fifth breakup with Manuel (1. For thinking about it or not thinking about it…whatever 2. For assuming 3. For being late after he was HELD UP by his idiot of a brother Peter 4. For being "flirtatious" with a castle guard, while he was ACTUALLY TRYING TO TELL HIM WHAT TO DO 5. For "lying" when he was actually telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth), Edmund raced up to his room and slammed his door angrily. He wasn't going to cry, not this time. Or, at least, that's what he told himself. But, as Peter passed his room, he heard Edmund sobbing.
Of course, this just pissed Peter off even more than he already was. There was actually a list of reasons why Peter was upset.
Susan was in love with an idiot
Edmund was disregarding his duties to deal with Manuel
Manuel kept dumping Edmund
The amortialines were still doing their "job"
Caspian was toying with Susan while being in love with someone else
The farmer's revolt had returned
He was tired
And, last but not least, he was sick (like, literally)
"Lucy!" he exclaimed as he entered his youngest sister's room.
"Yes, Peter," she answered.
"We have a situation," he told her.
"If you're talking about Manuel breaking up with Edmund," she started, "again," she mumbled, "then I already know," she finished, just as loudly as the beginning.
"You…but…how?" Peter demanded.
"Well, the kitchen maid who was delivering dinner to the room right next to Manuel's heard them breaking up and told the cook who told another kitchen maid who told a knight who told another knight who told Amanda who told Julie who told Nikolai who told Christophe who told Susan's maid who told Susan who told me," Lucy explained.
"And that was faster than me passing Edmund's room and coming here?" Peter asked incredulously.
"Obviously," Lucy replied.
"I'm just…worried, Lu," he told her.
"I understand that, but you honestly don't have anything to be worried about," she answered.
"Are you sure?" he asked her.
"Yes," she answered.
"But, he broke up with him five times, Lu. He's breaking his heart over and over again and there's nothing anyone can do to stop it, except Ed who's honestly not willing to do anything but run back to Manuel so he can hurt him," he told her.
"Peter, listen to me, it's a phase. Manuel will stop breaking up with him at some point and they'll be fine. They're both scared, that's all. Besides, there was a time when Ed was doing the same thing to Manuel and that ended. I have no doubt that this, too, will pass," Lucy replied.
"Lucy, it's just so frustrating. Everything's changing and there is nothing I can do about it," he told her, running his hand furiously through his hair.
"I understand, Peter," she answered.
"How are you so calm?" he demanded.
"I have a hobby," she informed him. "And I suggest you get one too. Meddling is not a hobby," she said, upon seeing his face.
"Thanks, Lu. You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were Aslan," he told her, as he walked out of the room.
"Did it work?" Caspian said, coming out of her closet.
"Yes," she answered as he swept her up in his arms.
"Thank Aslan, I thought he would never leave," Caspian complained.
"Oh, come on, he wasn't here that long," she replied, defending her brother.
"Ah, well, at least it's cute when you do it," he sighed.
"What's cute when I do it?" she demanded.
"Defend Peter's honor," he told her. "Just saying," he said catching a look from her. "So, what are we going to do?" he asked her.
"Bake cookies," she replied.
"Oh, Aslan, what did I do to deserve this?" he demanded.
"You don't have to if you don't want to," she answered.
"Which, of course, means I will be, right?" he asked.
"You catch on quickly," she told him.
"One of my many," he replied.
"Of which cooking and baking aren't," she teased.
"It was just one chicken," he answered.
"Whatever you say," she replied, racing out of her room towards the kitchens, Caspian close behind.
Author's Note: Ok, I am really sorry about this chapter. But it had to be written, like literally. You know that feeling when the characters sort of take over and you have no choice but to write what they want. Yeah, well, that's what happened with this. Although, I honestly thought that it was kind of cute. Just saying. :)