There are many things in this world. There are holidays. There are friends. But Eragon's favorite Holiday is Christmas. A time of giving gifts to one another and appreciation for the many things of the world. He has always celebrated Christmas on Garrow's farm. He, Roran, and Eragon would sit down at the table and converse about what they wanted to change about themselves and what the would have wanted from each other. Eragon always wanted new boots. Garrow wanted something to give to his nephew and son. Roran wanted a new plow blade. This year it was different. Garrow was gone, Roran was constantly mixed in a heap of things and Eragon Didn't have anyone to celebrate with.

Eragon awoke the morning of Christmas eve with a rush of excitement and sadness. For he realized there would be no Christmas this year, for the elves didn't have the same customs as the humans.

Good Morning little one.

Merry Christmas Saphira.

Thank you eragon.

I believe we should do something for the holiday this year.

What do you have in mind?

I had hoped you wouldn't say that. Eragon thought with a grumble

Ha ha ha! I just ruined your day then.

Not necessarily Eragon thought with a evil smile.

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Oh no....Saphira said with a squeak.

After Eragon went through with his evil plans, he bathed and shaved, sharpened Brisingr even though he didn't need to, put on a rough cotton shirt and some plain leather leggings.

Nothing fancy today?

Not today saphira.

Oh really?

Yes.

Someone knocked at Eragon's door.

Coming!

Eragon put on a thick, warm, tunic over his cotton shirt.

At the door stood Arya. Her nose and cheeks were rosy red and her teeth were chattering. Behind her Eragon saw mounds and mounds of snow.

Hel-l-l-o E-Eragon.

Arya? What are you doing in the cold with no warm tunic or anything to keep the heat in? Come in, come in!

T-thank you..

What were you doing out there?

Finally her teeth stopped chattering, but she was still freezing so Eragon gave her a soft woolen blanket.

Thank you Eragon. For the reason I came here, I did some research, and I found out that y-...humans, have a holiday called "Christmas". Am I correct?

You are right on target.

Well..It would help if I...spent....it... she grimaced after each word as if it pained her to say it.

...spent...it...with you.