Author's note: Hello readers! I apologize for my nonsense in this story but when you intend to write serious things sometimes humor interferes. It's a companion piece to "Born For This" and it picks up where Chapter 2 left off. This is the silly version. The serious version will be along shortly. Enjoy!

Shut in a Wardrobe

The branches began to give way as Edmund pushed further in and discovered fur coats. He glanced over his shoulder again and could see the top of the lamppost beckoning him to return. He sighed. He knew he couldn't leave Susan behind but he wanted to know if Peter and Lucy had fallen back to England. Just one peek, he finally decided and stepped forward.

He could feel the wood floor under his feet and he stretched his hand out in front of him, feeling for the door. Edmund's hand connected with wood and he pushed. But the door refused to budge. He tried again and pushed harder but the door denied relenting. He lightly knocked.

"Peter? Peter, can you hear me?" Edmund asked. He heard faint whispers on the other side of the door.

"Should we let him out?"

"No, because he might not be able to return."

"You're right, Lu! Someone has to look after Narnia and Susan."

Edmund pounded louder with both fists. "Peter! Lucy! Open the door!"

"I can't, Edmund!" Peter called.

"Peter!" Edmund shouted. "Let me out!" He threw his weight against the door.

"No, Edmund! I can't let you! You have to do this for Narnia!" Peter yelled as he held the door shut.

"Lucy! Make him open the thing!" Edmund pleaded.

"But Edmund," Lucy protested. "If you come out, you won't be able to go back in and I'm sure Susan doesn't want to rule Narnia alone."

"Hmm, you're right," Edmund agreed as he stopped pounding. "Guess I should help Susan rule Narnia. But can't I just take one little peek?"

"NO!" Peter and Lucy shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Alright," Edmund sighed. "But I'm not going to let you get away with shutting me in the wardrobe." So when Edmund and Susan came tumbling out of the wardrobe sometime later, Edmund was ready to extract his revenge on his siblings. And it just might have involved hot sauce.

"EDMUND!"

"AGH! MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE!"

"YOU'LL REGRET THIS, ED!"

"No, I won't," Edmund grinned wickedly.

The End

Author's note: Thanks for putting up with my randomness. This was just something that came up when my sister and I were discussing Chapter 2 of 'Born For This'. I hope it made you laugh or at least smile. :)

P.S. I kind of doubt that the Professor would keep hot sauce, but you never know!