Hey everyone!
Well here it is! My very first ever fan fic! Basically, just what happens during X-mas Eve in Alagaesia?
I seriously think I should be in the Guinness book of records for the most commas, exclamations, and the words 'screamed and shouted' used in a story, excuse any grammar mistakes.
Hey, can we have a drum roll please?!?!
Twas the day before Christmas…
IN ALAGAESIA
Arya bolted out the 'Alagaesia shopper'; she was in such a hurry she nearly upset one of the Christmas trees on display outside the doorway. She ran to the parking, where a band of dwarves were playing "Silent Night" on their instruments, they shouted "Merry Christmas!," to her, Arya smiled, before taking off again, her shopping bags were waving madly around her arms as she finally skidded to a stop outside her car. She unlocked it, jumped inside and threw the shopping bags in the back seat; she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Stupid Christmas rush, you'd think people would do their shopping earlier," she cursed.
It was Christmas Eve and Arya had just escaped the mad rush at the cash register whilst paying for some ingredients for Brom, who was supposedly cooking Christmas Eve dinner that night. Arya had been looking forward to Christmas this year, looking forward to the rest and relaxation, stuffing her face with food, and maybe going on a holiday, all by herself.
What she didn't expect though, was most of her friends, knocking on her door on the 10th of December, asking to spend the holidays at her place this year! HOW RANDOM! And out of everyone there Eragon was the one looking especially proud of himself.
"Great, another Christmas break ruined," she thought, as she let her friends through the doorway. "Even though I want them to leave, I can't deny my friend's wishes, it's just not me."
Even though her company had ruined her plans of going on holiday, Arya was still hoping to have a great Christmas, starting with NO violence.
Arya ignored the complaints and tantrums as she snatched everyone's weapons and confiscated them.
"If you're staying at my place these holidays, you can say goodbye to your swords and knives until the break is over!" she remembered herself saying to everyone.
She still remembered how Murtagh had begun crying at losing his hand-and-a-half sword to her keeping, "What a baby," Arya thought, thinking back.
Arya remembered last year, everyone was fighting each other, there were arrows flying and swords clashing as people had war on Christmas Day!
"Not this year," Arya thought. "Especially not in my palace!"
But now she had to get back home, for all she knew, there could be a battle going on in the hall at that very moment, and instead of weapons they could be using her precious, silver cutlery! She slammed the breaks and took off down the road.
She had no idea how long they could last without killing each other…
She didn't want the chance to find out!
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Arya drove into the driveway, and parked her car in the garage before taking out her shopping, and running to the front door, which was unlocked.
The first shock Arya got was when she walked inside and Roran came out from behind a corner shaking Christmas bells in her face.
"JINGLE BELLS!" he shouted at her still shaking the bells in her face, Arya dropped her shopping, and some peanuts came skittering out.
"RORAN!" Arya shouted.
Roran started running down the hall as Arya chased him; Roran began singing the second line in the chorus.
"JINGLE ALL THE WAY!" Arya growled, she gave up the chase when Roran ran into the toilet and slammed the door in her face, locking it.
"OPEN THIS DOOR RORAN!," she shouted hammering on it, Roran ignored her and started shaking the bells again, she kicked the door in anger, turned on her heel and marched off, she could still hear him singing, as she stooped to pick up the fallen shopping.
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Arya walked past the sitting room, she stopped and looked inside, the Twins were in there decorating the Christmas tree. It was a beautiful Christmas tree which she had only bought last week, pinewood, it smelled beautiful, and it was almost as tall as the ceiling. Arya was gob smacked, she never knew the Twins to do something nice like decorate a tree before. But she had to cover her mouth to stop herself laughing when she saw them closely; they were wearing Rudolph noses and Reindeer antlers and were having some sort of argument amongst themselves.
"You're doing it all wrong!" Twin one shouted, "The lights are meant to go on last!"
"No the star goes on last!" Twin two shouted. After arguing for about a minute they noticed Arya standing at the doorway.
Twin one said, "Arya which is meant to go on last?"
"The star," Arya answered laughing.
"Told you so!" Twin two shouted in Twin one's face, spraying him with spit.
"Fine!" Twin two responded in an angry tone, "Get up on my back and I'll give you a boost to the top!"
"Wouldn't a ladder be easier?" Arya said.
"It would," said Twin two "But it just wouldn't be fun,"
"After all it is CHRISTMAS!" Twin one shouted, with an amused tone in his voice. Suddenly music began to play out of no where, Arya recognised it as 'O Christmas Tree'
The Twins grinned, clasped hands and began dancing around the tree in a circle singing.
"O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How steadfast are your branches! O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree, How steadfast are your branches!" They sang in a high tune to the mysterious music, Twin one though, spun out of the circle and began dancing on his own for a while… with his eyes shut! Before Arya could warn him Twin two crashed into the beautiful Christmas tree.
Baubles and ornaments went flying in every direction and landed with a smash onto the marble floor, Twin one's face went red, he looked at Arya whose face was as red as a holly berry, in anger.
"CLEAN UP THIS MESS!" she shouted in his face. Twin two ran to the broom cupboard and got out a dust pan and broom, Arya groaned, she snatched the dustpan and broom from his hands, and thrust the vacuum cleaner into them; Twin two started it up and began to suck up all the beautiful coloured glass. "YOU!" Arya rounded on Twin one, "HELP HIM!" Twin one didn't need telling twice, he ran over to the tree and began to lift it from the ground. Arya muttered curses as she left the room tripping over a nutcracker in search of Eragon, he was meant to be in charge while she was gone!
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Arya was stopped when she heard hiccups coming from the kitchen; she stuck her head round the corner and saw Nasuada lying on the floor with empty cartons of egg nog surrounding her.
"Hello hiccup, Arya," she said, she was just about to open another carton when Arya snatched it out of her hands, "Hey!" she shouted, "That's hiccup, mine," she whined.
"Just as I thought," said Arya, "Nasuada, I thought I told you to stay away from, ALCOHLIC EGG NOG!"
"But the Brandy hiccup, is sooo nice," Nasuada complained. Arya helped Nasuada to her feet.
"Umm Nasuada, I'm kinda hungry," said Arya "Why don't you go see if there's any ginger bread men left in the pantry for me,"
"Ok hiccup, Arya, but I think hiccup, Thorn accidentally burnt them all,"
"Well go check," Arya said sternly.
Nasuada walked into the pantry and began looking for the cookies; Arya quickly and quietly sneaked up and locked the door behind her, and pocketed the key.
"Hey hiccup, not funny Arya, LET ME OUT!" Nasuada yelled through the wood of the door.
"Maybe later," Arya responded softly to herself, "Now that you're drunk, I don't want you to cause any trouble, you can wait in there till your sober!" she shouted. She ignored Nasuada's drunken screams to be let out; instead she opened the fridge, got out the bottles of egg nog Nasuada hadn't drunk, and tipped them down the sink.
"Good riddens egg nog," Arya smiled to herself. "Don't even know why I bought them."
When she had finished she placed the shopping bags which she had been carrying for the past half hour on the table, and left the kitchen to continue her search for Eragon, when she heard a noise coming from the cupboard under the stairs.
"What now!" Arya yelled in frustration, she walked over to the cupboard and yanked the door open, "MURTAGH!" she exclaimed. Murtagh was hiding amongst the Christmas presents, but jumped up with a start as soon as the cupboard door was opened.
Arya had another furious look plastered on her face, she reached over and grabbed Murtagh's left ear with her fingers, Murtagh gave a cry as her sharp nails dug into his ear.
"I'VE JUST ABOUT HAD IT TODAY MURTAGH!" she screeched into his ear, "I CAME HOME BEFORE, HOPING TO HAVE A RELAXING CHRISTMAS AFTERNOON, INSTEAD I'VE BEEN CHASING CAROLLING TWINS, AN IDIOT WITH BELLS AND A DRUNKEN NINNY!" she screamed, Murtagh thought he was about to go deaf soon.
"But," he stammered.
"IT'S NOT TIME TO OPEN PRESENTS MURTAGH!" Arya screeched, letting go of his ear.
Murtagh fell to the floor; his ear was throbbing, and had turned a bad red colour. He looked up at Arya who was eyeing him like a hawk watching its prey.
"I wasn't looking at the p-p-presents," Murtagh stammered again, as he started massaging his sore ear. He could tell Arya didn't believe him.
"You haven't seen Eragon anywhere have you," he asked
"No, as a matter of fact I haven't," Arya answered, her voice calming a little.
A look of relief spread across Murtagh's face.
"Good," he replied.
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Hoped you all liked the first chapter! I told you I use a lot of commas, exclamations, and the words 'screamed and shouted.'
Anyway pleeeease review!
Currently working on second chapter, will be up and ready soon!
Owner Disclaim- I don't own Eragon or any of the characters.