The Battle of Baguette, at the Dee-Eff Kitchen
Caspian: Peter, you great oaf of a King, your sister is a right temptress. *teasing*
Peter: Oaf? You wound me! This requires a duel, I think. ...*finds a baguette*
Lucy: *amused, goes to sit with Georgie under the table* You okay?
Georgiana: ...is he dueling with a baguette?
Caspian: *takes up a baguette as well* En guarde!
Lucy: Alsan's mane!
Lucy: You two are kidding, certainly?
Peter: Certainly not! *darts at Caspian*
Georgiana: *can't help but giggle*
Caspian: *darts at Peter!*
Lucy: *giggles* Wait!
Lucy: You have forgotten your lady's colors!
Caspian: So I have! *goes to kneel by Lucy* A token of your favor, Queen?
Georgiana: *blinks* Colors?
Lucy: *offers her hanky* A sign of favor. Knights go into battle with a good luck token from their lady.
Peter: *bows to Georgie* Yes, your colours. One needs them in a duel, you know.
Caspian: *accepts the thing and displays it proudly* Ha! The Queen favors me, High King.
Georgiana: *unties a white ribbon holding her hair up* Will this do?
Lucy: *grins* Fight with the valor of the Lion, Dear Caspian! *overly dramatic*
Peter: Of course it will. *ties it around his arm* --And the Lady Georgiana favours -me-. *:D*
Caspian: Yes, well. What are the stakes?
Peter: *considers this* Hm. I'm not sure.
Caspian: If I win...
Caspian: *thoughtful*
Georgiana: *is blushing a bit, because all her hair is down now and that is SCANDALOUS*
Lucy: *...her hair is down*
Georgiana: *it's a new thing for her XD*
Caspian: ....Well, we shall figure stakes later. Unless the Ladies have an idea?
Peter: *nods and holds his bread-sword at the ready*
Caspian: *gets into a proper form*
Lucy: *Aslan's mane...*
Georgiana: *amusion!*
Georgiana: What sh-shall the stakes be, Lucy?
Lucy: Oh, I do not know.
Lucy: Perhaps the winner may have a kiss and china will be thrown in his honor.
Georgiana: ...that might work.
Peter: I like those stakes.
Caspian: It is agreed!
Georgiana: I disagree.
Georgiana: Two kisses. *perfectly serious*
Caspian: And what sort of kisses shall they be?
Caspian: Shall they be pecks or the sort a couple shares that make them weak at the knees?
Georgiana: *blushes like woah*
Lucy: I think it will depend on who gives the kisses.
Caspian: Agreed! *hugs Lucy, overdramatic*
Peter: *swordyay*
Caspian: *DUELS?*
Georgiana: *giggles*
Lucy: *dedoflaughter*
Peter: *OMG DUELS! DRAMATICALLY!*
Caspian: *goes for Peter's arm, because we watch things, and in Prince Caspian that was pointed out as his weak-spot*
Peter: *gasp! --well, then, isn't paying attention, probably because he's trying not to die laughing*
Caspian: *...amused*
Caspian: I will eat your weapon with butter!
Peter: How -dare- you, sir. *shakes his um -- baguette at him threateningly*
Georgiana: *collapses on Lucy, laughing*
Caspian: I am the King of Narnia, I dare what I will!
Lucy: *GIGGLES*
Peter: Ah, but I am High King. *raa, lunges!*
Caspian: *gets "hit"* Oh! Alas!
Peter: I am triumphant!
Georgiana: *^________^*
Caspian: *RAR! Attacks, pretending to hold his arm*
Caspian: You may be High King, but Aslan is on my side! He likes me more. *^_^*
Georgiana: Lies!
Peter: Lies upon lies! I knew Aslan before you were -born-.
Caspian: Yes? So?
Caspian: He never made /me/ leave Narnia.
Peter: *sdfg* That's not on. *attacks!*
Lucy: You two are arguing in vain. He likes me /best/!
Caspian: *DEFENDS*
Caspian: -- I say, High King, perhaps we should round on the Queen.
Georgiana: *:O*
Georgiana: You shall have to get through /me/, first!
Lucy: And /she/ has a bone-knife. *nod*
Lucy: She will slice your baguettes to bits and we will have a feast!
Peter: That cannot defeat the baguette of the High King.
Caspian: *..."slices" at Peter's arm*
Peter: *flails a little* O! I am slain!
Caspian: I will win this Battle of Baguette.
Peter: *flollops about with his baguette dramatically*
Georgiana: *giggles like a giggling thing*
Caspian: *will dramatically kneel, his baguette in the ground as if it were a sword* Aslan, I thank thee for victory here at the Battle of Baguette in the Dee-Eff Kitchen. Amen.
Georgiana: *scurries out to kneel at Peter's side* O! my fallen knight!
Peter: *dying! ;____;*
Lucy: *rushes to Caspian* Brave King!
Georgiana: You fought bravely, m-my King.
Peter: I die, Georgiana! *flops on the floor*
Caspian: *falls, breathlessly into Lucy's arms*
Lucy: ...*blinks at Peter*
Peter: *DYING BY BREAD, THANK YOU*
Caspian: *takes Peter's baguette* And we shall feast while we have tea!
Georgiana: No! My love! *collapses on top of him, dramatically*
Caspian: *amused*