Arya stared at the scroll in front of her. She still couldn't believe what she had gotten herself into.
"You start!" Nasuada said, almost jumping up and down.
"Fine." Arya huffed, "flower." Eragon hurriedly jolted down her answer before popping his head back up and looking at Nasuada, waiting for her answer.
"Umm...child?" Nasuada said. It almost sounded like a question.
"My turn!" Eragon yelled, placing a finger on his chin in thought. "Purple!" He quickly wrote down the word, "Your turn, Arya."
"What's next?"
"Type of food." Eragon responded.
"Pickle." Arya said, becoming more interested in their project.
"Nasuada, give me a noun."
"Biscuit!" She yelled, throwing her arms in the air. Just then, Murtagh walked up behind them.
"What's going on?" He asked, causing Murtagh to jump a little.
"Give me a noun!" Eragon shouted at his half-brother.
"A..What...?"
"Noun."
"Sword. May I ask as to why you made me give you a noun?"
"Were doing a mad lib!" Arya said, who was now all into the game, her bad mood vanishing.
"A mad lib?"
"Just be quiet and watch, you'll catch on." Nasuada said, grabbing Murtaghs hand and dragging him to the ground. "It's your turn Eragon."
"Oh yes, another noun...let's see...Arya."
"Yes?"
"No, that's the noun I'm using." Eragon responded, writing the elfs name on the paper.
"I'm not a noun!" Arya yelled, jumping to her feet.
"Yes you are! A noun is a person, place, or thing!" Eragon then proceeded to sing the "noun song" from grammar rock as loud as he could. Arya rolled her eyes and crossed her arms with a sigh. Eragon continued to sing for five minutes before ending with a high note. It was so loud, a glass window shattered in the distance. Murtagh and Nasuada flinched at the sound of the cracking glass.
"Are you quite through?" Murtagh asked, raising an eyebrow at the rider. Eragon nodded and sat back down. "Arya, give me a plural noun."
"Chairs." She responded in a monotone voice. She was glaring down at Eragon, causing him to shiver.
"Let's see...I pick...bottles." He said with a nervous chuckle. "Murtagh, I need a plural noun."
"Uru'bean."
"Nasuada, a exclamation."
"OMG a giant spider!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Every one sent her a questioning glance. "I hate spiders."
Eragon shrugged and wrote the word down on the paper, "Let's see, it's my turn. Cell phone!" He yelled, "Almost done! Murtagh, another noun."
"Dress."
"Nasuada, a verb."
"Open."
"My turn. Lets see...toe!" Eragon shouted, scratching the word on the old parchment.
"Let me guess, a noun?" Arya asked. Eragon nodded. "Balls."
"Nasuada, you need to pick a-"
"Noun." Nasuada interrupted, "Skipped"
"Before anyone says anything," Eragon yelled, silencing Murtagh before he could say anything, "This time I need an adjective."
"Orange." Murtagh said.
"Alright then, I have to choose a past tense noun...pushed." Eragon said, smiling to himself, "Arya, you also have to pick a noun, passed tense."
"Smiled." Arya said, grinning slightly. "So were done?" Eragon wrote the last word on the paper before nodding.
"Would you all like to hear it?" They all nodded eagerly. Eragon cleared his throat before beginning,
"There once was a flower rider. His name was Child the Purple. His favorite thing to do was pickle and he loved to play the biscuit. His dragons name was Sword, she was the most feared Arya in all the land. Her-"
"Eragon you did that on purpose!" Arya roared, almost jumping on Eragon.
"What?" Asked a clueless Eragon.
"I am not the most feared thing in all the land!"
"Oh...sorry..?" Eragon said, trying to hold back his laughter. Arya huffed and sat back down, trying to restrain herself.
"Now...Where was I? Oh yes." Eragon cleared his throat again, "Her chairs stretched for the length of two bottles. The dragon bottles loved to shout "OMG, a giant spider!" whenever he cell phone with his dress. His dragon would always reply, "Shut your open toe and enjoy the balls!" Although they skipped orange, they pushed till they smiled. The end!"Eragon shouted the ending, throwing the paper in the air. They all stared at each other, wondering how to respond. Arya was the first the react.
She burst into her musical laughter, falling to the ground from laughing so hard. The rest followed and soon they were all rolling on the ground, gasping for breath.
A/N: I know, crappy ending, but I got bored. What do you think? Love, like, hate? Let me know with a review! :) I'll update as soon as I can.