Kids Again
Summary: When one of Murtagh's attempts on magic goes wrong, he has to pay the ultimate price. Babysit Eragon until a suitable cure is found. R&R please.
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And now, on with the chapter:)
Murtagh was in a state of shock. Why does everything happen to ME?! he mentally screamed.
Because you are an idiot? an equally bad-tempered voice replied back.
Thorn, this isn't the time. Murtagh hissed mentally. I'm in a crisis here. That idiot Eragon managed to walk in when I was experimenting and I was swearing at him and then somehow, after a gigantic explosion he turned into a kid - again!
And I take it he's disappeared?
That's rig - wait, how do you know?
Because the brat has somehow managed to climb the remaining flights of Vol Turin and kicked my dragon shin? Oh, and I expect he'll be flying past you in about a moment. I saw him sitting down on that huge dwarf slide.
WHAT?! Murtagh blanched, then gasped as the reality of Thorn's words sunk in. Taking a shuddering breath, he choked out to a frantic Arya who was wringing her hands in worry and anger. "Eragon - dwarf slide - Thorn." Arya looked at him in concern, then gasped herself as soon as she understood what Murtagh was saying.
"Oh no, oh no, oh NO! ERAGON'S GONNA DIE AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" she screamed ear-splittingly, then dashed out the door and tripped over the elephants leg that Eragon had kicked aside. Murtagh, ran past her and began to climb up the Vol Turin, two steps at a time. Just then, a high-pitched squeal sounded, and a gust of wind rushed past Murtagh and Arya. The looked at each other, and saw their eyes widen. Murtagh braced himself for the incoming shriek. "OH MY GOD, THAT WAS ERAGON!! OH NO, OH NO!!! HE'S GOING TO DIE AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!"
Murtagh's head was pounding and he rounded upon the Elf. "SHUT UP!" he bellowed, then continued to race up the steps. Thorn? Are you there?
Naturally. I must say, I've never heard you yell. Most satisfying.
SHUT UP! I need your help. Eragon might be tiny, but he's still a human. He'll probably be dashed against the walls or fall into nothingness. I'll go after him in a minute, but I need you to fly by him and make sure he doesn't fall out.
And I suppose you're assuming that you, a bigger human, won't fall out?
I have to take that chance.
Might you be feeling some sort of love for your brother? Thorn remarked snidely.
No, I'm just saving both our behinds. Get to it! Severing the connection, he raced up the remaining steps and stumbled out onto the dragon hold. Saphira was slumbering away, her blue scales rustling as she breathed in and out. The broken pieces of the Isidar Mithrm had been fixed and gleamed brightly. Stumbling over it, he dashed to the narrow slide and gazed down upon it. Big mistake. Feeling naseous, he backed off and bumped into a frantic looking Arya.
"What's your problem?! Go after your brother!" she yelled. Murtagh shook his head firmly.
"Not unless I want to commit suicide, which I don't. I plan to live a lot longer, thanks." he mumbled. Arya summed up her strength, then pushed him closer to the slide, spitting out words after every push.
"You - will - do - it - or - I'll - kick - your - sorry - ASS!" she pushed him as soon as she reached the edge of the slide.
Murtagh didn't remember much about that journey. The only thought running in circles around his head was that he was going to die and never get a chance to kill Arya for the extremely painful death he was facing. That, and the fact that he was now feeling extremely dizzy and could barely see. The cold air almost froze him to death and he could barely register the great red fuzz that was flying alongside him, or the last message that Thorn sent before he lost complete conciousness.
"Will he be okay?"
"I don't know. That fall was pretty nasty. I'm just glad that he wasn't that high up."
"What was he doing?! I know that Morzan was a guy with a mental illness, but is that hereditary?"
"I have no clue." The last voice was broken when someone else sniffled.
"Will Murtag be wokay?" Eragon sniffled. His bright brown eyes were filled with tears, and his nose was red and runny. The sight made Arya's heart melt.
"Awww...come here." she cooed, then pulled Eragon into a hug. "He'll be okay." she soothed, stroking Eragon's hair. Murtagh felt indignation run through is body. Why was the little brat calling him, Murtag? His name was Murtagh for heaven's sake. And he wasn't something to snivel over. And his father DID NOT have a mental illness.
Okay, maybe he did, but IT WASN'T HEREDITARY!
"Ohh, I think he's come to." Angela whispered. Nasuada looked at the Rider impatiently.
"Angela, can you please poke him with your serving ladle?" she asked. Angela nodded and poked him in the ribs, hard. Murtagh cried out and opened one eye.
"Don't have to poke me THAT hard." he said angrily before turning to Nasuada. "And I do NOT have a mental illness."
"I never said you did." she replied.
He turned to look at Arya, and Eragon who was hiding behind her skirt. Murtagh wasn't fooled, he knew that innocent look. All of them wore it, but he knew they were never sorry. And besides, that kid had called him Murtag. Tag. That was all the evidence he needed to know that he was evil. "What happened?" he asked.
Arya frowned. "None of us know. Well, we do know that you were too big for the slide. One of the more nasty turns threw you off. Be thankful that Thorn was there. If he wasn't, you probably would have died. Not that that would have been a loss." her eyes were extremely angry. "Eragon was okay, he was a perfect fit. There was no need to go after him after all." she beamed down at Eragon, who sniffled once more. "Thorn said you were unconcious even before you fell off, so he turned back to find you and tried to keep you awake. But he failed to penetrate that thick skull of yours, so basically, it's all your fault."
"MY FAULT?! It's that stupid kid's fault, if you ask me. Why did he have to choose to go sliding right then anyways?" he shot angrily. Arya swelled up.
"He's a KID!! They're inquisitive. And besides, he's soo adorable." Arya smiled sickeningly down at Eragon, who smiled back toothily. "Anyways, nothing much happened. Everyone was too busy staring at you to care about Eragon. Angela was there, and I woke up Saphira and took Eragon to Nasuada. She's promised to keep everything a secret. Saphira's been moved already, but then Thorn threw a fit, so we've decided to move him in too. Things are a bit cramped, but you'll be fine. And just incase someone finds Eragon, we've decided that his name is Tristan. But you've promised to not let him out of your sight, right?" Murtagh nodded grudgingly. "Good. You'll find Thorn and Saphira in the place where you were doing your experiment. And I've gotten rid of that elephants leg. I almost got a concussion when I tripped over it."
Murtagh stared at Arya. "You got rid of Stumpy?" he asked slowly. Arya frowned.
"That thing has a NAME?" she asked, but Murtagh had already dissolved into hysterical sobs. Eragon, seeing him crying, began to bawl loudly. Arya shouted above the din, trying to make herself heard. In the end, Nasuada shut everyone up by borrowing Angela's ladle and hitting Murtagh over the head with it.
"My - Stumpy. My poor, poor friend." Murtagh sniffed. "May he rest in peace."
"Whatever. Now, it's best if you stay here for a while, you're a nervous wreck." she shot a look at Angela and whispered. "Make sure that he hasn't got any mental illness, okay?" she asked. Angela nodded.
"I'm on it." she whispered back. Murtagh had calmed down sufficiently, and his sadness was replaced by anger.
That kid was going to pay.
A/N: Another chapter finished! I'm hoping that I'll be able to update every 3 days, but school starts tomorrow! Fwee!! I'll update on Wednesday or Thursday. Don't forget to check out my newest fic!
- BookWyrrm
