I think in a small way I got this fic from all of the fics that elecktrum has done with Edmund and some Eustace about VDT.
I also want to give a very big thank you to Sentimental Star for her betaing this fic and her suggestions as well. Thank you!
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Author: Jenn
Summary: [Movie/bookbased] Eustace tells Jill his story about what happened during the voyage with his cousins. Through his tales, Jill gets to know him better.
Rating: (K+)PG
Timeline: Voyage of the Dawn Treader/post The Sliver Chair
Spoilers: For the 2005 and 2008 movies, and The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. And minor ones for The Silver Chair.
Category: General. No Romance. Non Slash.
Disclaimers: They're not mine, they're copyrighted to and belong to C.S. Lewis. The movie is based off of Lewis' work and copyrights also go to Walt Disney and Walden Media. More Than It Seems, I'm just using the title from the song by Kutless. Not making any money for this story. This fic is just for enjoyment.
Thoughts and quotes from the books are in italics.
Prologue
The Book
Experiment House, Autumn, 1942
The day was sunny with only a few clouds in the sky. There was still a slight chill in the air, but it was still comfortable. Most everyone was outdoors getting a bit of fresh air instead of wanting to being coped up in school.
Eustace Scrubb looked at the package again. Yes, it was for him. He almost never got mail at the Experiment House. But he was more surprised on who had sent it.
He carefully opened it, so that the brown paper did not rip. His parents, at least Alberta could never understand his cousins, the Pensevies, just ripping into their presents at Christmas.
Eustace had no idea what he would find when he opened the package. A book he was sure of it, for it was the size and weight of one.
Peter and Wendy by J. M. Barrie, he read to himself, on the cover. He opened it and two folded sheets of paper fell out.
Unfolding one, Eustace read: Eustace:
It was Edmund's handwriting.
I thought I'd write you a quick note before Pete sent out his book to you. I was finally able to tell him everything that happened in Narnia. It's much easier to do it face to face then trying to write everything down on paper.
Everything is going fine here. School is normal for us, but then yours is a 'mixed' school so… I guess I can't say much. Has anyone else noticed how you've changed? Hopefully your classmates and teachers will take it better then Aunt Alberta, huh?
Lucy should be writing to you soon. And I hope I hear from you, dear cousin.
Ed
Eustace had written to Edmund just a few days ago, but looking at the date on the letter Ed write, Eustace knew that he would not have gotten it yet.
He was hesitate to read his oldest cousin's letter. But he looked at the book in his hands. The hardbound book though in good shape did have some wear in it.
This was Peter's book, Ed had written. That must have cost a bit to send trough post. Why on earth had Peter done that?
Opening it, Eustace stopped when he saw writing. J. M. Barrie had not signed it. But it still moved Eustace anyway.
To my son, Peter, with love, from Dad.
Eustace swallowed hard. Why had Peter given him this book, one that was important to him? Harold, er, his own father never gave him something quite so meaningful.
"Hey, Scrubb," a voice called.
Eustace looked up to see Jill Pole coming his way. "Pole," He greeted her friendly smile.
"What's that?" She asked as she leaned against the tree he had situated himself under.
"This? Oh, a book one of my cousins sent."
"'P. Pevensie'?" Jill asked as she looked at the address on the brown paper with the address.
"That's Peter, he's the oldest."
"And they go to all boys school?"
Eustace nodded. "And the girls go to the girls school across the road from them."
"A week ago I would have wanted to join them I think." Jill mumbled more to herself.
"Oh no you wouldn't!" Eustace added quickly. "Edmund wasn't the nicest some years back and he was going to the same school he is now."
"What book did you get?" Jill looked at the title as Eustace handed it over. "Mum read this to me a year so ago to me. I can't remember. It was fairly good. But poor Wendy having be 'mother' to Peter and the Lost Boys."
"I actually know the basic story. Ed told it to us Dawn Treader."
"Us?"
"Caspian, Reepicheep and the crew."
"They don't have fairy tales in Narnia?"
"I don't think so."
Eustace still felt that twinge when he thought of his friends. At least Caspian and Reepicheep were in Aslan's country. But Trumpkin, whom his remembered cousins talked about and D.L.F., whatever that meant. Of course the old dwarf hadn't known him or Jill, but he wish he had from the stories he had been told.
"Scrubb?"
"Yes?" Eustace got his mind back to the present. "Would you mind telling me what Caspian and the rest thought of Peter and Wendy?" Jill asked
"Sure. It was in the beginning of the voyage I remember much… And I was horrid then…"
Peter Pan originally Peter and Wendy, by J. M. Barrie 1911, but first it was a play called Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up.
Notes: Since this story is in the third person though mostly in Eustace's POV I'm going to keep Eustace and Jill on first name basis unless they are speaking to one another.
I don't know for sure if Trumpkin is going to part of Caspian's crew, for the movie or not, I'm not sure if he's on the cast list. But I felt, (after rewriting my fic a bit) to keep it closer to bookverse for now, Trumpkin after all was never in the Voyage of the Dawn Treader. And if the movie is going to change that… well…