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Eragon sat down next to Angela. They were outside her shop, and Angela was writing notes furiously. Eragon sighed heavily.
"It's not going to happen is it?" Angela looked up from her notes at last,
"And what, might that be?"
"Arya and I. She thinks I'm an idiot."
"But, my boy. You are an idiot."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence there." He started fiddling with his fingers, he was wondering why he had come here at all.
"But the thing is," Angela began "You are so much of a numbskull you are truly too idiotic to understand the entire extent of your idiocy." Eragon stared at her. "This, means that you persevere despite your lack of brain cells, and sometimes, somehow, with luck, and someone far smarter than you on hand, you manage to pull off amazing feats of bravery and heroism." Eragon was dumbfounded, he started to stutter a reply,
"Angela, I-I.. I d-don't know what to s-say I-" Angela cut across him
"But it's mostly luck." She returned to her notes. Eragon smirked,
"So what you're saying is, if I act like myself, and try not to play up around Arya, she'll like me?"
"No, what I am saying is that with the extraordinarily large amount of luck that follows you around, you stand a good chance of being in an extremely unlikely circumstance in which Arya falls in love with you." Eragon raised his eyebrows
"I see." Angela stood
"No you don't. That's the point. That's why your life works, you go marching into things without understanding them at all and then someone with much greater intelligence comes to rescue you." She grinned "Eragon, trust me. It will happen eventually."
She walked away carrying her notes with Solembum following her closely. When they were out of earshot of Eragon she said to him,
"Notice how I didn't say precisely what would happen, therefore no matter what happens, I predicted it."
"How very wise of you." Angela nodded
"Indeed."
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