Hi. This is NOT The Dragon Riders, but his friend, who is putting this story of his here because he doesn't really have time and I do--though not much. So, please enjoy, please review, and do anything else you might feel lke doing.
Disclaimer: The three characters who the story revolves around belong to Mr. Christopher Paolini, Master of the Universe, Lord Over All that is Mighty, and a Hundred Other Things.
Claimer: The plot belongs to The Dragon Riders. The Introduction, Disclaimer, Claimer, and Final Note belong to The Oracle Fox.
Eragon's getting married!
The piano was playing the wedding tune. Everyone was happy... exceptMurtagh. Murtagh was in love with the one Eragon was going to marry--Arya! Murtagh thought, If I could somehow trick little bro…I could marry Arya!
"Eragon! Hey! Glad I caught you! Hey, man I'm sorry, but the wedding is, er,canceled. So sorry," Murtagh lied.
"What...?" Eragon began to sob. "Okay…see you tomorrow…"
Then Murtagh went up and married Arya. Until the next morning, everything was fine.
The next morning, Arya screamed, "You evil betrayer! Your punishment will be the kiss of DOOM!"
"FORGIVE ME! PLEASE!" Murtagh cried. Arya kissed Murtagh and he melted into Murtagh soup. And so, anyone who tries to marry Arya turns into soup. Well, so Eragon did get married to Arya, but unfortunately, Arya thought it was someone else and killed him.
Advice? Don't marry Arya.
THE END
Well, that was fun, now wasn't it? Short, but I can't complain, I barely write longer than him. I don't mind if you flame, because obviously I'm not going to get the message. But for TDR's sake, please don't.