Claire: Hey everyone! Welcome to the next installment of Know Your Stars: Eragon Style! Thanks for the reviews, they are much appreciated!

Sun: We're both very glad that everyone liked it! Now, just a review, we're your authors, Sun & Cornelia Claire, a.k.a. Claire. We're in the same booth as last time…yep, that's all I got. Claire?

Claire: (disclaimer) Once again, we don't own Eragon. If you hadn't noticed already, neither of us has the name of Christopher Paolini.

Sun: So, on with the story! Here's your host, the Announcer!

Announcer: (to authors) Our character's already on stage.

Sun & Claire: Oh.

Announcer: (into microphone) Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars…Murtagh. (lights on stage go on)

Sun & Claire: (much too excitedly) MURTAGH!?!?!? (not heard in sound system)(begin to wrestle with Announcer for microphone)

Announcer: Murtagh…he rides a pink dragon.

Murtagh: (in chair) What?! Thorn is red, not pink!

Announcer: That's what they all say. (to Sun & Claire) Hey, stop it! It's my microphone! (in microphone) Murtagh…he got that scar on his back from a toothpick.

Murtagh: What the heck?!

Announcer: You know it's true!

Murtagh: No it is not! Everyone knows that I got that scar when I was a child and Morzan threw Zar'roc at my back!

Announcer: Whatever! Murtagh…he wanted the twins to probe his brain.

Murtagh: What are you, insane?! If I had wanted everyone to know that I was the son of Morzan, I would have gone to the top of some high place and shouted it as loud as I could instead of having those two twits spill it!

Announcer: Sure, right.

Murtagh: I'm serious!

Announcer: No you aren't!

Murtagh: Who's feeding you this crap?! These are all lies!

Announcer: Come on, you know it's true!

Murtagh: (slumps back in chair)

Announcer: (to Claire & Sun) Get away! You can't have it! (into microphone) Murtagh…his favorite song is "Material Girl".

Murtagh: What the…?! You're making this stuff up!

Announcer: Am not!

Murtagh: Are too!

Announcer: You know what would make this show easier?

Murtagh: You telling the truth?

Announcer: Ha ha, no. People who actually cooperate with me!

Murtagh: People don't cooperate with you because you tell lies about them!

Announcer: Do not!

Murtagh: Do too!

Sun & Claire: (finally wrestle microphone away from the announcer) Murtagh…he's totally hot!!!!!!

Murtagh: Hee hee…there's really no denying that.

Eragon: (runs on stage) What the heck?! Why do they get to do that? And Murtagh is not hotter than me!?

Sun: Yes he is!

Claire: Eragon, hate to burst your bubble, but Sun's right…and we had to wrestle the microphone away from him!

Murtagh: Eragon just let it go.

Announcer: (yanks microphone away from Sun & Claire) First, Eragon, go back stage. You've already had your turn. Second, (directed at Sun & Claire) never do that again!

Sun & Claire: (disappointed) Fine.

Eragon: (walks off stage)

Announcer: Okay. Murtagh…he's got a big head.

Murtagh: No I don't!

Announcer: Hey, I finally tell the truth for once and you get mad!

Murtagh: But I don't have a big head!

Announcer: Uh, hello? Do I need to show you the video of this show, when they said you were hot?

Murtagh: Yeah, but anyone would have done the same!

Announcer: This has been know your stars, know your stars, know your stars.

Murtagh: Wait just a dang moment! You can't just end the show like that! None of this is true! Thorn isn't pink, and…and…all that other stuff isn't true either! (fades into background)

Claire: (recovers from the intensity of having Murtagh on the show) Whew! Okay, so, thanks for reading.

Sun: (ditto) Please review! Saphira and Thorn know what to do with the flames.

Claire: Wow, I'm impressed. You picked up on that quick.

Sun: Thanks!

Claire: So, tune in next time for another installment of Know Your Stars: Eragon Style!

Backstage…

Murtagh: That was totally unfair…except for that one comment from Sun & Claire.

Galbatorix: (laughing) You ride a pink dragon?

Other Characters: (begin to laugh hysterically)

Murtagh: Thorn…is not…pink!?!?!?

Thorn: (snorts smoke)

Other Characters: (stop laughing)

Eragon: You know, this discussion seems vaguely familiar.

Murtagh: I'm telling you, this really is wrong!

Arya: Murtagh, you're just being a bad sport.

Murtagh: (getting really annoyed) No, I am not! Just wait until it's your turn! Then you'll see what it's like! If I could get my hands on that announcer…

Nasuada: Murtagh just let it go.

Eragon: What about those authors?

Murtagh: (thinks) Nah, they're cool. They said I was hot, and that's acceptable.

Saphira: So…what do we do?

Off...somewhere else….

Announcer: (laughs maniacally) It worked! They'll never remember that first conversation they had ever again! I will be able to torture them…forever! (continues laughing maniacally while holding his little invention-thing that got rid of the memory of the character's first conversation)

To Be Continued…