Mauvaise Chance, and the Wildlife Preserve: Tuesday evening

[susanofnarnia]

Susan was making soup. Yes, from a can. Just to be on the safe side.

A gold-and-blue package waited on the table.

[for once_a_king]

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[once_a_king]

Peter had stopped at J,GOB to pick up some pastries and bread and was swinging the box they came in with one hand and holding a cloth wrapped present with the other when he arrived at Susan's door. He rapped, careful to protect both items carried.

[susanofnarnia]

Smiling as she opened the door, Susan reached for the box even as she opened her arms for a hug. "Happy New Year, Peter. Welcome back."

[once_a_king]

Peter hugged her closely. "Happy New Year, Su. And thank you. It's good to be back here."

[susanofnarnia]

"It's wild rice and chicken soup. Very difficult to ruin, when it's from a tin." She laughed a little, closing the door behind him, and raised her eyebrows at the package he'd brought. "The food smells lovely, but I can't begin to imagine what else you've brought from that package. Except that it isn't alive." She smiled teasingly. "Yours is on the table."