Not More, Most

Chapter 14- Falling Down

Falling Down- Lil Peep and XXXTENTACION

Susan touched her stomach absently, it had become a nervous habit- Caspian, Peter, Lucy, Drinian and Reepicheep stood in front of her but where were Edmund and Sanya?
Sanya, she could hazard a guess towards- probably asleep but her brother was always on time at these things, and was often blathering at them about being punctual as well.
Gentle or not, she was going to hit him when (if) he showed.

"I'll go and see why my dumb brother hasn't joined us yet, shall I?" Peter asked, rolling his eyes and Caspian nodded at him.

"Tell him to wake up Sanya as well, she'll be upset if she wakes up and finds she couldn't say goodbye." Lucy advised and her eldest brother nodded at her.

Mesmerising as she looked whilst bathed in moonlight, seeing his girlfriend with spots of sunlight dancing on her skin was no less pleasing, Edmund mused drowsily as he gazed at Sanya, who was still in deep sleep.

He was rudely taken out of his musing and gazing, when a most unwelcome voice yelled out, "Holy Aslan!"

Sanya didn't wake up, and only turned over on her side, so that only her bare back and dark hair was visible to the brothers, while Edmund shot up (unlike what Peter had originally thought when he had entered the room, his brother WAS wearing pajamas, if not a nightshirt) and hissed vehemently, "What the hell, Peter?"

But Peter was too shocked to answer his question. His brother- half naked- in bed- with an apparently fully naked Sanya- in bed- sleeping- what- his brain had short circuited.

Edmund was unable to prod and yell at him further, however, as his girlfriend was finally stirring from her slumber and was attempting to throw off her blanket.

"Wha' the hell, Ed, i's too early-" She mumbled annoyedly as the young King practically jumped on top of her to stop her from removing her coverings.

"Peter's here, please please please please do not throw off the covers." He beseeched but she still pushed him off her and turned back around, sure he was joking and not appreciating the joke at all so early.
Then with her myopic eyes, she saw Peter standing shell shocked near the door, and she immediately dove back under the blanket, covering herself head to toe, after audibly saying, "Fuck."

"I hope you used protection." Was the first thing Peter said as he regained his ability of thought and speech.

A voice muttered unclearly from under the blanket, "We didn't do anything!"

"I hope you took your own advice with Ainea." Edmund retorted, after shooting the blanket a fond glance, finally getting out of bed and pulling on the tunic he had discarded the previous night. "Anyway, Sanya's right, we didn't do anything. And what are you doing here? My bedroom's a private place, get out."

Peter scowled at him.
"You are going on the Voyage, are you not?" He asked pointedly.

Edmund's eyes widened. "Ah, shit."

There was a muffled sound of laughter from under the blanket.

"Well- then you need to get out nevertheless, we BOTH need to get ready." Edmund said not very nicely, ready to push his brother out, if need be.

"You didn't say the magic woooord." Peter teased, now incredibly amused by the entire incident.

"My foot up your-"

"Pleeease, Peter." Sanya's head poked out from under the blanket. "We DO need to get ready, so could you please leave?"

"Well, since you asked nicely." Peter gave her a sincere smile before smirking at Ed again. "Tit for tat, little brother." He told him, before sprinting out from the room and to the chamber where the others were to tell them of what he had seen.