Wow, I got a lot of reviews yesterday! bushes283, spearofhope, and bananasrokk gave me one, which is very kind! But I got a new reviewer named harrychorules55. I wonder who he/she is, but whoever they are, they gave me a total of five messages in a row! Wow! Still, even if I get one review, I'm satisfied, so thank you all for reviewin'!

Anyhow, I decided to take the idea of ERAGONISMYLIFE for the end scene. For those of you who don't know what it is, DON"T READ HIS/HER REVIEW! It'll be totally cooler to like read it at the end… it is a bit random, but you know, random is my middle name.

"And we're back, in the workshop of the game show… okay, now you can say it…"

"The Eragon Dating Game…" the audience said lazily, wondering how much longer this was going to go on.

"Huh! Well that's some ENTHUSIASM!" I scolded them. "Just because the snack bar's out of food and we glued you all to your chairs doesn't give you any reason to be BORED! Please don't sue me," I added, just in case. "Anyway, let's get back to Angela, Gertrude, and Maud, who are finishing making their rafts for their eggs to cross the river!"

Gertrude and Angela are forced not to use magic, so their raft looks kind of like a horse ate it, puked it up, and then stomped on it before an RV going at 55 miles an hour ran over it with spikes on the wheels. Maud was surprisingly better, but that's only because she hadn't made anything at all.

Meanwhile, Saphira and Eragon are trying to find a way to escape.

"I'm really confused," Eragon said. "How did they get that thing in my foot anyway? I mean a googolplex volts… is that even a number?"

I think so. Anyway, tell me what you remember before you woke up backstage.

"Hmm… well, I think I was really hungry. And you were really hungry. And we couldn't find any food. Then we both got so hungry we thought that rocks looked like chicken so we were all "Sure, why not?" and ate them. Then you had a bad stomachache and I almost died so you had to give me the Jaws of Life and then-"

I didn't mean every detail.

"Oh. I saw a boulder coming at my face and then everything went black. And what about you, Miss I Sign Contracts With People Who Are Obviously WORKING FOR THE PERSON WE'VE BEEN TRYING TO KILL FOR THE LAST FEW YEARS OF OUR LIFE?"

Oh, be reasonable. I was working undercover to get back the dragon eggs.

"Really?"

No.

"SAPHIRA!"

My mind has no control over my stomach. Cut me a little slack.

"Well, your stomach made it so I have to go on a date with someone I don't even like!" Eragon started crying. "Arya-poooooo…."

No offense, but you don't have a chance with her.

"I don't?"

She is totally out of your league. By like 73 years.

"Okay, okay, whatever! Look, let's just think of a way to get out of-"

"There you guys are!" Soledad shouted. "Come on, come on! The final competition is about to begin!"

Eragon turned away. "I'm NOT going to that stupid thing."

Soledad blinked and then said angrily, "But why not? After all, that is when you get to see who you're going on a date with!"

Yes. And it would give us a chance to get back the eggs these girls are obviously keeping from us.

Eragon thought to Saphira, Hey, that's a good idea! As soon as the competition ends, we can destroy this place full of people… it's obviously the secret meeting place of Galbatorix!

I bet you're right. This is all some trick. These people think they can distract you with girls and me with food while they do evil things right under our noses!

Ooh, how'd they know I like girls?

Saphira thought for a moment. They are obviously experienced scryers.

"Hello? Is anyone listening to me?" Soledad growled, running a hand in front of Eragon's face. "The next game is about to start! Come on!"

"Right! Here we come!" Eragon said, following my sister towards the place where the next competition is held.

I know this is a short chapter, so that's why I'm writing another one today.