The very interesting story about meeting a certain someone and another person going all totally boy crazy and obsessive and fighting with Tyler, and you know my rambling should really stop one day because I just keep going on and on and on and on and on and on and ooooooon.. until someone eventually stops me…..oooooooooh

I still don't own Eragon….or anyone else….except Caden, and Tyler. SCORE!

Midnight: 2

Christopher Paolini: A lot more than that.

I'm getting there!

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It was Eragon! Holy poopsicles.

I leaned and whispered in Tyler's ear, "He is so fine!" What! I can't help it! He's so hot. Especially the way his brunette hair fell over his dark eyes.

"Who are you?" Eragon demanded, his tone official.

"My name is Caden, and this is my friend Tyler. We do not know how we got here. We are no threat to you though. We despise Galbatorix," I, somehow by a great mystery, said all of it in the ancient language, "We have heard very much about you Eragon Shadeslayer."

"Oh. Can you fight?" Eragon seemed interested in who I was.

"No. Not that we know of. We have never wielded a sword," I leaned to talk to Tyler again, "He still is fine!" the great warrior apparently heard it.

"What am I?"

"Nothing. . ." I gave an innocent look.

"No, tell me."

"Okay, you're fine."

"What does that mean?" he gave me a quizzical look.

"It means I think you are handsome."

"Oh, thank you," Eragon blushed.

"Yeah. Now could you do me a favor?" I asked.

"Yes, what?"

"Could you help me up?" I tried to get up by myself and failed miserably because

A) The chair is squishy!

B) You'll see below.

Tyler looked at me, "Why can't you do it on your own?"

"This was quite possibly the worst day ever to wear my tightest pair of jeans in the history of jean wearing." (That would be B)

Eragon stuck his hand out to help me, I grabbed it. It was hard from all the fighting he had done, but still totally perfect.

"You look nice in them though," commented Tyler.

I slapped Tyler's arm lightly, "Shut up."

"Are you two together?"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW! NOOOOO!" I screamed in disgust.

"Uh. No thanks."

"Oh. That's good. I mean…uh, you didn't hear that?" the shadeslayer tried.

I had to giggle, I mean…ITS ERAGON! Don't ya get it! "Hear what?"

"Thanks," Eragon nodded.

"So…what do you people doooo…..like right now?" asked Tyler, who was looking around being bored.

"Uh. . .most people sleep?" I answered him before Eragon even opened his mouth.

"Oh," Tyler looked slightly disappointed, "Now….for the amazing adventures offff…..SSSSSSSLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPP LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"

(A/N: For those of you who can't read it says Sleep Land!)

"Tyler?"

"Yesssssssssssssss?"

"Youaresostupidiftheworldwasinvadedbyanliensyou'dbelikeheybuddy!Howyoudoin'?Youlookin'fiiiiiiiiiiiiine!"

(A/N: Again, for those of you who can't read it says, You are so stupid if the world was invaded by aliens you'd be like hey buddy! How you doin'? You looking' fiiiiiiiiiiiiine!)

Eragon slowly backed away from us, scared it might get ugly. Wait, wasn't this the one and only (Trumpets and fireworks) SHADESLAYER! How can he be scared of two people. Unless it was like Murtagh and Galbatorix fighting….then he has a very very good reason to be scared. Exceeeeeppppttt…MURTAGH'S HOT TOO! DUN DUN DUN!

"Did you just scream Murtagh is hot too! Dun dun dun in your head?" asked the young Rider.

"You were prying around in my thoughts?" I screamed in a desperate attempt to change the subject.

"No, you just screamed it so loud Saphira and I heard it."

"Ooooh Saphira's here?"

"She was sleeping. You just woke her up. Not the best time to meet her."

"Oh. Oops, tell her sorry if she is still awake."

"I doubt she is. It's just how she is. She'll understand, and she'll be in a better mood tomorrow. Since you're here you should get some sleep."

"I guess your right. We can talk later though right. I really want to get this figured out. No offence, but I don't want to stay here," Abruptly, my cell phone rang. Eragon looked at the small phone with bewilderment. I answered it as fast as I could.

"Hello?"

A familiar voice answered the phone…and it sounded angry and worried.

Dun Dun Dun! I love that! DUN DUN DUN! Alright well, please REVIEW! I want to get better at being a writer and I need some feedback peoples!