Disclaimer: I do not own Eragon, that's all Paolini. I'm just twisting its universe for my brief amusement.
Summary: Eragon and Trianna find themselves in their 'own mental bond' after a mishap. With Eragon staying a few days more before leaving to go with Roran the two (Trianna and Eragon) get into rows and find themselves in interesting situations.
A/N (sorta): Sorry, but folks… I must admit I have a bit of a short attention span! And sometimes forget a story or just get bored. But, I'll try to stick this short ficlet out. I intend for this to be 3-5 chapters. (Probably 4 then.)
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Part 3
The more Eragon tried, the more the connection seemed to strengthen. He could tell most of the things that Trianna had on her mind, like her dislike of the twins- the ex-leaders of the Du Vrangr Gata, and Trianna's crush on Darton Fulbright who, in Eragon's opinion, was a nasty fool with a pompous nature.
During a very important meeting between the leaders of the Varden where she was trying hard to make an impression- he decided it was time to make a second appearance.
"I feel like it our duty to provide Surda with…" begin Nasuada. Trianna listened full-heartedly and wondered if Orrin would negotiate.
Did you miss me Tri-neeny?
She flinched at the visitor. Eragon could feel and see the flinch.
"What do you think Trianna?" wondered Nasuada.
Darn I missed that. Trianna thought to herself.
"Oh… it's…"
No! Don't agree.
There's NO WAY I'm listening to you!
"I completely and utterly agree!" she replied with a grin.
"Oh. Thanks, you are such a good sport. Can you finish the paperwork before Eragon leaves?"
Eragon saw her flush and nod quietly and then felt guilty. After the meeting, he went to his tent to see Roran and Orik smiling from the inside. He walked through the door- when a bucket fell over his head.
"AH!" he exclaimed pulling it off, his clothes drenched in water. Roran and Orik burst out into laughter.
"You knew it was there!" he accused.
"Yes! We did…" admitted a laughing Roran. Orik just gave an amused shrug.
"Trianna!"
Orik and Roran backed over to their own corners of the tent while Trianna entered with an innocent expression and smug smile.
"Yes?" she asked sweetly before continuing, "Is there something you'd like the Du Vrangr Gata to do for you?"
Least he deserves after all that interfering with the Du Vrangr Gata.
"N-nothing," he sputtered, "Nothing at all!"
But now he was determined to give her a hard time. Trianna nodded and smirked before leaving.
Later that night, whilst the Varden members were eating over a bonfire- and Roran was talking to Eragon with a sense of panic.
"When are we leaving Eragon? What about Katrina?" He begged.
"The Varden still need me, Roran. It's only been a week."
"When can we leave?"
"Another week- I promise."
"Another week!"
"Please Roran…"
Roran muttered angry curses under his breath but Eragon had a good point and he wasn't trying to delay killing the raz'acs but if we were going to leave the Varden behind again then he'd have to make sure they were as safe as possible first. This meant fighting for Katrina too. If he left without helping the Varden and they were killed by Galbatorix… he'd just save Katrina from the raz'acs to put her in the clutches of the king.
Orik was trying to be assuring to Roran, whom he'd sort of befriended. Tell him about how Eragon managed to juggle many things- but always came through.
You wouldn't believe the amount of paperwork you caused me…
Eragon straightened up; it was obvious that Trianna was using the connection to bother him for once. She spoke with a sense of confidence and continued…
So who are you?
Hey Tri-neeny.
Are you REALLY Fido?
Paperwork is such a hassle. I'm sorry.
Or maybe Darton?
PTTF. You WISH.
He felt a strong blush from her side of the connection.
You are crazier then the king himself, do you know that? Maybe you are the king!
Then, malady, would you like be my dark queen?
Humph. Maybe.
Really? He was surprised by how hopeful he sounded.
If it meant that one of the activities was feeding you to lions… yes!
I'm quivering in my big smelly boots.
How do you know the king's feet are smelly? Are you a forsworn?
Eragon couldn't help but laugh, but he quickly directed it in Orik's direction. Just in case Trianna was watching.
No. Just Tri-neeny's number #1 fan!
Out of all the boys to share a mind connection and it's you. Why couldn't it be Darton or Will?
I wish you could see how much I'm scowling right now. Darton is a pale inflection of a rock.
If you told me who you are… I could see that scowl.
So you could curse me?
Or become your dark queen…
Eragon noticed Orik and Roran staring at him and his abrupt silence.
"Oh, er, just… thinking," he mumbled quickly.
Roran raised a brow, "About…?"
"That weird Urgal dish I just tried… yikes."
Eragon looked around to see if Trianna was there, then saw a light on in the blue Du Vrangr Gata tent. He assumed that she was in there working on paperwork and trying to get him to reveal who he was so she could promptly hex him to death.
So what was it like the first time you met me?
Hmmm… like heaven?
So you could be Darton.
He could feel the suggestive smile that followed the thought.
Trying to find out who I am again?
Was I wearing a snake bracelet?
I was too distracted by your bad teeth.
You must have found a less beautiful Trianna then. Because my teeth are perfect! She teased.
Yes, that's it precisely.
Arya had walked over and was sitting and talking with Orik and Roran whilst Eragon was talking to Trianna with his mental bond.
"Is he alright?" she wondered.
"Don't know," replied Orik.
"I suspect he and Saphira are talking."
"When are you and Eragon leaving, Roran?" asked Arya as she smoothed her robes out.
"A week!" he groaned, "A whole week of waiting…"
Nasuada joined them with a polite smile, "Hello Orik, Arya, Roran, and Eragon."
"Don't expect a reply from him. He's off in cuckoo land," Roran teased.
"Saphira?"
"That's what we think."
Hmm… so clue #1 is that you have a grudge, and clue #2 is that you're madly in love with me!
Oh darn! You caught me.
"I hate raz'acs," admitted Nasuada with a grimace, "Such evil creatures."
"They give me the chills," agreed Orik.
"We give our deepest sympathies. I hope you find your love," Arya encouraged.
So can I have a third clue for being so cute?
I'm half-dragon. The strange, strange truth but he doubted Trianna would take him seriously.
You must be Durza then.
He laughed, He's half shade.
But he's very brute. Now isn't he?
I personally dislike him, yes.
Eragon felt someone tugging on his sleeve, drowsily he looked over. Saphira had been using her teeth to get his attention.
"Oh no! I'm sorry Saphira!" he exclaimed apologetically. Roran, Orik, Arya, and Nasuada watched and figured something was very wrong.
"Has Galbatorix been invading your mind?!"
"Are you under a spell?"
And ridiculously asked by Angela, "Have you found the solution to the toad theory?"
He blinked and absorbed their worry before becoming flustered. How long had he been talking to Trianna?
"Sorry! I'm okay… just-"
"Distracted!" Orik repeated the words for him. Eragon nodded sheepishly. They all gave him glares that said they weren't falling for it. Saphira personally encouraged him to just tell them already so they wouldn't have to worry about it.
So he explained.
"… and so we've been talking."
"When you could have been helping me with Katrina!?" roared Roran.
"OR helping The Varden?"
Angela looked back and forth, "So this means you didn't solve it?"
"I'm sorry! I'm- I'm bad and awful and I should have been doing my responsibilities… and…"
He stopped when he noticed Trianna walking over.
"What do you mean he hasn't been helping the Varden?" she asked roughly.
Nasuada clamped up. As angry as she was, there was no point in turning Eragon over to Trianna who would surely throttle the rider.
"Eragon has been busy instructing the Du Vrangr Gata!" she exclaimed.
He looked up surprised, but a little relieved.
"I couldn't get rid of him!"
"Oh. You have, Eragon?" Nasuada lightened up.
"Cleaning and everything," he mumbled modestly. The group seemed to calm down a little, and then looked towards Eragon then back to Trianna.
"Oooh!" exclaimed Orik implying a connection and smiling, "Is this one of THOSE moments?"
"NO!" Trianna and Eragon retorted. Nasuada, feeling compelled to leave by the sheer eccentricity of the situation brought Angela along with her whose face froze into a little bit of a pout. "What about the toads?" she asked.
Arya looked back and forth, much like Orik did and decided that whatever this was- she didn't want ANYTHING to do with it. Because it was awkward after Eragon kept proclaiming his love and all of that. She quickly left, with Orik behind.
"Thanks, Trianna."
Orik smirked again, "It is one of those moments!"
"Yeah right! Eragon and I would never date. He's a big headed… daft…"
"That's enough." Eragon prompted. Orik just shook his head before leaving and bringing an angry Roran with him- whose eyes were angry and blazing. He'd been haunted and miserable since the day Katrina was kidnapped and now Eragon was holding him back because he wanted to go flirt with some girl!
"Well… thanks again. I should go talk to Roran," Eragon decided.
"It's not like I wanted to!" she claimed once he'd gotten up and walked a few strides. Eragon stopped and smiled widely,
"You just couldn't help yourself?"
She rolled her eyes, "Never!"
"Aw, you just couldn't watch me in pain because I'm so awesome."
"Let's throw you off a building and see how much I squirm?"
"You'd be teary-eyed!"
"Yeah right!"
Eragon smirked and headed back to find Roran. Leaving Trianna with a tiny smile of her own.
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A/N: Last chapter coming up!