Sequel to 'accident' ;)

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Edmund gulped as Elora watched him.

Please, oh Aslan, please don't let her bring it up. Please. He thought miserably.

She finally cleared her throat.

"So. I don't think we ever finished that conversation...."

Edmund sighed and sat down, mentally preparing himself for getting yelled at.

"What were you thinking?!" She shouted. He bit his lip and didn't answer.

"Oh. Wait. You weren't!" She continued. After a moment he found the courage to speak.

"Well I-"

"Shh!" She interrupted him loudly, holding up a finger. "I don't want to hear it."

"But I-"

She responded by sticking her fingers in his ears and humming loudly.

He groaned and slouched in the chair. She rolled her eyes.

"I think-"

Edmund's eyes widened. She couldn't possibly...

"No! You wouldn't."

"I would."

"Elora!" He exclaimed. She made a face.

"Hush. I've made up my mind." She leaned against the wall in total victory.

"Eloraaaaaa..." Edmund whined. She snorted in satisfaction.

"I believe, Edmund Pevensie, O Just King, King of Narnia, Great Warrior of Beruna, and Duke Of The Western Wood. I believe a couch calls your name.... all of them." She said, her voice cold.

He wilted.

"Please no." He begged she pushed him aside and went to the closet. She handed him an extra blanket and a pillow.

"Have a good time." She said. Then went on to the bed and stretched across it so he couldn't get on it.

"But the couch is lumpy and-"

"And I don't care."

"Elora! You can't!"

"I can if I want to."

"But-

"No buts. I'm going to bed." She said, and closed her eyes.

Edmund huffed and walked over to the couch, completely defeated.