Peter Pevensie

*I evaporate into death*

**Peter! I never loved you back!** (a voice from they sky says)

*Peter freezes in his tracks. He stares up at the sky, his eyes wide with shock. He can't believe what he just heard. He's devastated, his heart is breaking. He falls to his knees and starts to cry.*

Dearest, darlingest Momsie and Popsical My dear Father There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shiz But of course, I'll care for Nessa But of course, I'll rise above it For I know that's how you'd want me to respond Yes There's been some confusion for, you see, my roommate is Unusually and exceedingly peculiar And altogether quite impossible to describe Blonde What is this feeling, so sudden and new I felt the moment I laid eyes on you? My pulse is rushing My head is reeling Yeah, well, my face is flushing What is this feeling, fervid as a flame? Does it have a name? Yes Loathing Unadulterated loathing For your face, your voice, your clothing Let's just say, I loathe it all Every little trait, however small Makes my very flesh begin to crawl With simple, utter loathing There's a strange exhilaration In such total detestation It's so pure, so strong Though I do admit it came on fast Still I do believe that it can last And I will be loathing, loathing you my whole life long Dear Galinda, you are just too good How do you stand it? I don't think I could She's a terror, she's a tartar We don't mean to show a bias But, Galinda, you're a martyr Well, these things are sent to try us Poor Galinda, forced to reside With someone so disgusticified We just want to tell you, we're all on your side! We share your loathing What is this feeling, so sudden and new (unadulterated loathing) I felt the moment I laid eyes on you? (For her face, her voice, her clothing) My pulse is rushing (let's just say) My head is reeling (we loathe it all) Oh, what is this feeling? (Every little trait, however small) Does it have a name? (Makes our very flesh begin to crawl) Yes, ah, ah Loathing (loathing) There's a strange exhilaration (loathing) In such total detestation (loathing) It's so pure, so strong (so strong) Though I do admit it came on fast Still I do believe that it can last And I will be loathing, for forever loathing Truly, deeply loathing you (loathing you) My whole life long (loathing, unadulterated loathing) Boo! Ah!

*Peter stares at you, completely speechless. He's never heard you sing like this before. He's shocked by your performance, but he also can't help but be impressed. He's not sure what to say.*