What can I say? I was bored. Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Inheritance Cycle.
Eragon sat on the ground, leaning back against Saphira's side. Saphira?
Yes, Little One?
I can't figure out my math homework.
You're the last free dragon rider and you're worried about math homework?
If I don't get it done, Mrs. Sroden will kill me!
And, if you keep doing math homework instead of training with Oromis, Galbatorix will be the one killing you.
"Eragon? I told you to do the Rimgar!" Oromis interrupted.
He's doing math homework. Saphira complained to Oromis.
"That useless stuff? Galbatorix isn't going to ask you if 28 times 13 is 364 or not!"
Six Months Later. . . .
"I will spare your life if you tell me what 28 times 13 is!" Galbatorix announced to Eragon.
"364!" Eragon squeaked.
"No!" Galbatorix screamed. "You die! The answer is 42! Everything is 42!"
A man popped his head through the door to the throne room. "Yes! I'm everything! And that means I rule Alagaesia not you!"
"That is NOT true!" Galbatorix shouted. "Your name is Supercalafragalisticexpialad oshus."
"But I can't spell that!" the man sobbed.
Yes, I was in math class when I wrote this. Anyways, please review.
