This is another Eragon fanfic. This is my first one so don't strangle me if it's not satisfying.

I also do not own Mr. C. P.'s books. If I did, well, I wouldn't need to right a fanfic because I own it, right?

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Chapter 1: There's more to Life than Magic (and that's singing)

It all started after the fight on the Burning Plains. Eragon and Saphira were in a place that you were quite alone and no one could hear you. In this case, the no-one-could-hear-you part was a bit exceptional. Eragon was being his silly self again.

"Mary had a little laaaaaaaaaaaaaaamb! Little laaaaaaaaaaaaaamb! Little laaaaaaaaaamb! Mary had a little laaaaaaaamb whose fleeeeeeeeeeeece was whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiite aaaaaaaaaaaaas SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!" Eragon sang, sadly, badly out of tuned. He finished the song with arms wide open and, mouth wide open too. Not a good sight.

"What was that all about? You nearly got me killed!" Saphira complained. She said it straight away. She doesn't want to go over the lets-pretend-Eragon's-voice-is-beautiful-just-to-have-a-good-laugh thing. She doesn't want her rider to be laughed at.

"You don't think so? Maybe you didn't hear right. Let's start again. Mary had a-"

"Stop! I know I heard right. Just try something else like dancing or something. Just DROP the singing." Saphira suggested hopeful that he really would drop it.

But before Eragon could say something, Murtagh came in with Roran.

"Who was singing 'Mary had a Little Lamb?" Murtagh demanded. "I demand to know!"

"Yea, he demands to know!" Roran seconded. He now was being paid as Murtagh's personal assistant. He was so desperate (and so darn stupid) that he agreed.

"I did! I did! I did!" Eragon said in his silly pre-schooler voice. "And you know what? I'm gonna try dancing! Isn't that great? Singing and dancing. What a great combination!"

"NOOOOOOOO!"

"I told you to try something else and DROP the singing!!!!!" Saphira said desperately.

"Well, I made up my mind now. I'm gonna try singing and dancing. And you know what?"

"What?" Oh, no. This doesn't sound too good.

"I'm gonna hold my first ever CONCERTO!! And I'm holding it in Mr. Galby's wonderful sugar palace." Eragon said, beaming the whole time, looking at everyone for the reactions. "AND you're all invited!"

"There are 2 things I want to let you know." Murtagh said. He was feeling very important. "1. Mr. Galby doesn't have a sugar palace…………….. Its honey glazed. 2. PLEASE SPARE US BY NOT DOING A CONCERTO!! I'm too young to have defective ears. Or I might even die!" Murtagh said this with enough drama to let Arnold Schwarzenegger cry. But nobody really listened to him.

"What are you singing?" Roran asked weakly. He was dying to know.

"Earth Wind and Fire's: Boogie Wonderland"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

"Oh, yea, just remembered. If I'm holding a concerto, I need to practice."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"