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"At the airport bound for New Zealand. Saw mistletoe hanging above the conveyor belt so I kissed my luggage goodbye." ~Adam Young

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~FIFTY ONE~

"Hey! Murty!"

"Eragon! I told you not to call me that!"

"Whatever Murty. What present did you get for me? Huh? Huh?"

"Here," grumbled Murtagh.

"Oooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo"

"Shut up and open the box!" growled Murtagh.

"Yay! It's a something! Here's your gift, Murty!"

Murtagh opened the box. "Aww, that's my 45th new pair of socks…."

~FIFTY TWO~

"I want that and that and that!" said Eragon.

"That'll be-" the merchant was cut off as Eragon scooped up his "things" and left a moth on the counter. "Hey! That stuff coasts money!" yelled the shop keeper.

"Now don't be greedy. Take the moth," said Eragon and simply left the shop.

~FIFTY THREE~

"Eragon! Give me my sword! I need to fight Urgals!" yelled Murtagh as the two played tug-o'-war with it. (Don't ask me how they're not getting cut)

"No! Must…. Ogle… reflection."

~FIFTY FOUR~

Nasuada, Arya, Eragon, Murtagh, and Orik were all sitting in the council room. A thick silence was in the air.

"Awkward Turtle!" yelled Eragon, making his hand turtle swim around the room.

"Awkward Starfish!" yelled Murtagh in return. He spread his fingers on his right hand and slapped Orik in the face.

Another awkward silence swept over the group. "…" went Arya.

"…" went Nasuada.

"dot dot dot," said Eragon.

"You're not supposed to say it out loud!" yelled Murtagh.

~FIFTY FIVE~

"Rock, paper scissors," said Nasuada and Orrin in unison.

"Ha! Rock crushes scissors!" shouted Orrin just as Murtagh, Eragon, Thorn, and Saphira were walking up.

"Hey look, Murty!" said Eragon.

"Don't call-"

"Whatever Murty." Eragon looked at Nasuada and Orrin. "Wanna see how real "Rock, Paper, Scissors" is played?"

"Umm," started Nasuada.

Ignoring Nasuada's attempt at a response, the two riders started. "Rock, paper, scissors…. FLAMETHROWER!" The two riders stepped aside as their dragons torched fire at each other.

"Ha! Saphira clearly beat Thorn!" yelled Eragon.

"No! Thorn most definitely won!" shouted Murtagh.

"STOP! Look, I don't care who won. Just fix all of these burnt tents!" said Nasuada waving her arms around the burnt area of the Varden's camp.

"Ooops," said the two riders.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors to see who fixes this mess?"

~FIFTY SIX~

As Eragon entered the throne room of King Galbatorix, Eragon screamed like the little girl he is. "There's a caterpillar on your lip!"

"Is my mustache really that bad?"

~FIFTY SEVEN~

"Come one Eragon! Let's go to the bar!" said Murtagh.

"Ok…."

Murtagh sat down with a big pint of ale. Eragon's eyes widened. "It comes in pints?"

~FIFTY EIGHT~

"Ok so I'm just going to walk into Galbatorix's castle after all of this?" asked Eragon.

"One does not simply walk into Uru'baen," said Arya.

~FIFTY NINE~

"My darling would you like a piece of cake?" asked Eragon. Arya's eyes lit up and she began to devour the cake. "Eat it slower, more lady-like for goodness sake."

~SIXTY~

"No! The sheep don't belong in the lake!" shouted Eragon in his sleep. "Get the cactus out of the pool! It can't get dry!"

A/N: Any Favs? Ok, everybody knows what I'm going to say: REVIEW! You guys are amazing! 64 reviews! Nice!

Now, I bet everyone reading this that they don't know where Eragon's dialogue in fifty-nine came from. Hint: It's a song. There's no real prize, just some fun to see who is a die-hard fan of Adam Young :) (There I go with another hint)

Have a nice day, keep it PG, and eat a piece of pie.