Fathom here! I had this crazy idea that what if Eragon, Arya, Roran, Emmeline, Murtagh and I went to a steakhouse! Some event actually happened, which was hilarious when we were there. But I'll tell you which one actually happened at the end.

Finding a table

"Hi, welcome to Lone Star Steakhouse. What would you like?" Said a girl in a denim shirt which said Lone Star.

Lone Star Steakhouse. Yes, that one.

I look behind me and saw our little troupe. We consisted of Eragon, Arya, Roran, Emmeline, Murtagh and I. I turned about to the girl.

"Booking for Paolini, please." I said.

The girl smiled, and said to us to follow her. We followed like a herd of sheep.

"Well, this is…nice," Emmeline said. We managed to squeeze into one single booth, with me, Roran and Arya on one side, Emmeline, Eragon and Murtagh on the other. Emmeline was smiling and saying "Hi" a lot to Eragon, who didn't mind a bit. Arya was glaring daggers at Emmeline, and I said to her with our magical link, Ooh! Someone's jealous!

Tell me something I don't know, she replied.

I opened-kissed a horse before.

Say WHAT?

That's something you don't know.

Ordering our entrees/drinks

After a few minutes of labored breathing, a waitress walked up. She looked surprised to find 6 people in one booth, but she handed us extra utensils and a menu each. She walked away in a hurry, as if she didn't want anyone to see she was serving us. We looked at our menus.

"Cheese fries! YES!" I screamed, and got lots of looks.

"Is there anything that isn't meat?" Eragon asked.

"It's a steak ranch. STEAK." Replied Emmeline.

"I'm going without!" said Arya.

"I want heaps of ribs!" Murtagh said.

"I'll have the same as Fathom," said Roran. I snuggled up to him. Ok, I like him. You have to with that hammer…

A waiter walked over. He had his shirt buttoned open a bit.

"I'll be ordering your drinks. What would you like?"

A sudden rush of words assaulted the poor waiter. I tried yelling to take it in turns, but that didn't work. So I muttered a spell, and said in a loud voice, "BE QUIET!"

More looks. We were getting more attention than I would like. I took the spell off.

"Ok. We'll take it on order. Me, 1, Roran, 2, Arya, 6," scowl form her." Emmeline, 3, Eragon, 4, Murtagh, 5. Ok. I'll have a Coke Zero."

"I'll have a VB beer," Roran said.

"Do you want it in a stubbie, or a full glass?" said the waiter.

"Stubbie please."

"I will have a Coke!" exclaimed Emmeline. More looks.

"I will have some milk please," Eragon said.

"WUSS!" said some idiot somewhere.

"I'M ONTO YOU!" shouted Emmeline.

"Bite my steak!"

"THAT'S IT!" Emmeline screamed, and started to climb out of the booth. Luckily Eragon knew a calming spell in the form of a lullaby, and starting singing it to her. Emmeline was soon half asleep, mumbling the words.

"She will have a Coke," Eragon said for her.

"I will have some steak juice!" said Murtagh. A weird look from the waiter.

"And I will have an Orange Juice," said Arya.

"Ok! I'll get you your drinks. Call me if you want to order your entrées," the waiter said.

He fled form the scene.

After 10 minutes, we finally got our drinks. We practically sucked them down in 10 seconds, especially Murtagh.

"Good steak juice! Yes!" he would say every minute.

When the last ice cube was eaten, a waitress came up to our booth.

"Have you decided on what you will have for entrees?" She asked.

"Yes. We will have 6 cheese fries!" I said. Weird look.

"Oooookay," the waitress said. "I'll go and get them.

And she, you guessed it, fled form the scene.

The Cheese Fries Strike Back.

"Where are our cheese fries?!" I yelled. We've been waiting for 10 minutes, but the cheese fries are driving me insane.

"The moose…it's staring at me," said Arya. There was a huge moose head near our booth, staring at Arya.

I stared at the Arizona scene. On a rock, I noticed a frilled neck lizard he was saying, what? This isn't Sydney!

Then, out of thin air came Durza.

Eragon made a move for Zar'roc. I made a move for my magic staff, which had a huge red orb in the end can shrink to the size of a matchstick.

"Hey, wait! I got your cheese fries." Said the Shade. Indeed, he was balancing 6 plates of hot cheese fries. He put one plate in front of each of us.

After eating 5 whole cheese fries, I remembered to breathe.

When I swallowed, Eragon said, why are you here?"

"Community service." Indeed (starting to be my favourite word), he was wearing a Lone Star uniform and a chain on his ankle.

I grabbed another cheese fries when-

"EEW! NOSE RING!"

I'll continue with another chapter. Tell me what you think of this crazy story, and should I keep it? Or bin it?

Flamers, do what you must.