Terrum Porte
Brom, Morzan and Oromis belong to Christopher Paolini.
Rated: T (For safety)
Summary: Brom accidently miss-words a spell he is trying to learn, so instead of transporting a clump of earth towards Oromis and Morzan, he transports all three of them to planet earth, where they meet three very individual girls.
Oromis sighed. "Concentrate Brom" he said for the millionth time that day. "I'm trying" Brom answered, again. Morzan snickered "Brom, Brom, Brom... Prof, does it usually take this long to learn a transportation spell, or is Brom just thick?" He said with a hint of contempt. Oromis glared at him. He was running low on his usually ample supply of patience. "Morzan, first of all, don't you ever call me Prof again, and stop making fun of Brom! He's doing just fine!" Oromis all but shouted at Morzan. "Teacher's pet" muttered Morzan under his breath.
During this lightly unpleasant exchange, Brom concentrated very hard on the spell at hand. He really, really wanted to get it right. Dipping into the flow of magic, he struggled to remember the words. "Ter-, eeer... Terrum Porte!" he finally exclaimed. Oromis turned to look at him, a look of fear on his face. "What did you just-" he was cut off by a high pitched whine. The world went blank.
"Come on Lia, we're waiting!" Anna said to her friend. She and her two friends, Celia and Javiera, were playing cards in Anna's cosy little bedroom. Celia was loosing.
Celia narrowed her eyes and said "I loose ok... happy?" Anna smiled and Javiera started bouncing up and down excitedly. "Yes" said Anna "Javiera, will you do the honor of finding a challenge for dear Lia?" Javiera looked at her blankly "Who, me? But I'm rubbish at thinking stuff up!". "But it's your turn!" Anna replied exasperated.
After some thought, Javiera said "Celia, your going swimming, in the sea".
Celia stared at her "No". "Yes, it's a dare, you have to" rebuked Javiera sharply. "Hang on" Anna interupted them "It's december, you can't force her to go swimming in the sea! It's freezing! Even if we do live in Spain! Think about it logically!". At that Celia rolled her eyes. "Stop trying to sound like Oromis! Seriously, you are way to addicted to those Inheritance books! Anyway, Oromis is a total girl!" Anna stood up, knocking over her chai "Oromis is so not a girl! Take it back!" Celia smirked "No way!"...
About half an hour later, the argument finally finished, Celia convinced and Anna still asuring anyone who would listen of her favourite character's masculinity, they set of into the decemberish weather, in the general direction of the beach. The beach that was not quiet the way they had last seen it.