Thanks to all my reviewers of the previous chapter…

Kiheada.Ray.T: thank you for reviewing!

Kunoichi Hidden within Shadows: You welcome, as for a moral, I am not even sure if I have thought of one yet…actually truth be told, I never thought of words like that until quiet recently. End my story already? NO WAY! I am just getting warmed up! Thank you for all the kind words

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Chapter 4: Tired and Crabby

It was 6:30 when Deadly Creative's alarm clock went off, and she slowly opened her eyes and turned it off, releasing a soft yawn from her lips. Arya sat up once the sound had ended and looked around the room quickly and then laid back down and fell asleep as though nothing had happened. Eragon and Murtagh both shifted slightly on the floor, for sometime during the night, Galbatorax had kicked the two of them off. Galbatorax grunted and sat up, looking into the eyes of the girl after she finished glancing around her room at the sleeping victims…I mean, people.

Galbatorax opened his mouth and closed it several times before finally asking, "Why did that box start ringing, and why is the computer off?"

Deadly Creative smiled, "That box is called an 'alarm clock' because it alarms you when to wake up. The computer is off because I turned it off."

"So why do you listen to a box?" Galbatorax said, puzzlement across his rough face. "Why do you need to wake up?"

"Well…I have school every Monday threw Friday. Since yesterday was a-"

Galbatorax cut her off. "You mean you are going to leave us alone for a long period of time with only the computer and each other?" Galbatorax screamed with joy, bouncing on the bed first up, then down, and up again, in the exact way that your mother probably said never to do. "This will be the best day ever! I can kill all…of nobody." Galbatorax looked at his feet as D. Creative glared at him.

Then Galbatorax had an evil giggle fit, and woke up the other three. Arya groaned and stuffed the pillow in her ears, trying to catch another bit of sleep, and Eragon eagerly joined immediately. Murtagh shrugged and looked at D.C. and then quietly joined into the mad laughter of the 'king' of their world.

Deadly Creative shrugged back at Murtagh, and said, "I am going to eat some breakfast and will be back in a few minutes. If anyone touches my laptop, they will regret it!"

"And she told me to be nice to people," muttered Galbatorax. "Now she is threatening me with a mouse and a key board!"

"Life is tough," nodded Eragon, and burst into laughter again. Meanwhile, D. Creative was walking down the stairs and into her kitchen. She pulled out some cheerios and dumped some into a small bowl and opened the fridge for some milk that happened to be missing. She swung around angrily to see Murtagh holding the empty jug and milk dripping from his lower lip. D.C. would have burst into unsteady laughter, had she not been low on sleep and extremely hungry.

"YOU!" she yelled, tackling Murtagh and pining him to the ground. "I WANT MY MILK!" Horror spread across his face until the worlds 'I want my milk' came from her mouth. Then the horror turned to confused look. Then he realized she was serious and he pushed her from on top of him and wiped the milk from below his lip.

"How bad do you want your milk?" he asked in a sickly sweet way, obviously up to something. Deadly C. would have realized this if she was thinking rationally, but she was way to angry.

"BAD!" she yelled, the word echoed threw out the kitchen before there was silence. Murtagh grabbed a cup from in side the kitchen cabinet and hunched over it, vomiting inside of it.

"Here, you can have it," Murtagh laughed as he poured the 'milk' into her bowl of cereal. Deadly C. punched him and then marched upstairs, hearing the boy's laughter ringing inside of her ears. Many people say that she went temporarily insane…but others say that it wasn't temporarily. As she busted threw her room door, she saw Arya, Eragon, and Galbatorax sleeping again. Murtagh yawned behind her.

"Murtagh," Deadly Creative said wickedly. "How about you go sleep with-"

"BORING!" he sighed. "I want to go to school with you!"

Deadly Creative raised an eyebrow and then smiled softly, rubbing her hands together as her smile became a smirk, "sounds fun doesn't it." For her thought was, 'maybe I can control my teachers with my story. Even though they are not my creation, neither was Eragon or Eldest, so maybe…." Deadly Creative grabbed her laptop and grabbed Murtagh and ran threw the house, and down to her bus stop.

She opened up a document to see if her plan would work…

As the girl and Murtagh left from the safety of Deadly Creative's room to go to her school, the bus came screeching around the corner with the children inside screaming wildly.

Screaming came from the corner of the street as a bright yellow bus with the number 80 upon it came to a sudden halt in front of the two young adults. 'COOL!' thought D.C. as a smile brightened across her face.

The bus was going quicker then normal. When Murtagh and Deadly Creative walked down the isle of the bus, everyone stopped their screaming and their talking to stare in awe at the two of them. Many of them whispered, "Is that D.C. with that really hot guy?" and a few said, "Can your boy friend and you sit next to me D.C.?" Deadly Creative laughed to herself and waved her hand at the seat at the back of the bus as two seniors at the high school quickly left from 'her' new seat. "Thank you," she smiled widely and the guys sighed in dreamy admiration. Deadly Creative rested her laptop upon her lap and began typing away about the wonderful day she was going to have with her good friend Murtagh.

"What's a boyfriend?" asked Murtagh.

"A friend who is a boy who is going out with a girl is called a boyfriend," D.C. whispered as she typed. "Going where?"

"Never mind!"

When the bus got to the middle school, no one moved as D.C. and Murtagh got off the bus, waving to everyone and blowing kisses to their new fans. When they walked into the commons, the President came running up and kissed Deadly Creative's feet and announced that she won the most beautiful person to ever live award and would win one million dollars. She smiled and said that she did not know whether she could take such a generous offer, but would for it would be rude not to except such a wonderful gift.

"What are you writing?" the President asked D.C. as he tried to read the screen.

"…Nothing," she whispered looking at Murtagh for help. "She can do magic!" Murtagh exclaimed, for it was the first thing that came to mind. "With the words on that screen, she can control the world!"

"Um…I think we need to take these two into an asylum and I take back the award. Good bye!" the President stopped away angrily. "In the mean time, I will take her laptop." Deadly Creative quickly erased the words.

When the bus got to the middle school, everyone rushed to get off the bus like usual, not even getting out of the way for the two people they had awed about so much just a few minutes ago. After five minutes of vicious pushing and shoving, and a person trying to steal her laptop, Deadly Creative got off the bus and Murtagh shortly followed. He was talking to a blond girl and she was flirting with him big time. "Do you want to go out with me?" she asked him as D.C. felt her fist clench tightly and her jaws fasten tightly together.

"But we are already outside. How can you go outside of outside? Wouldn't that be going inside...?" Murtagh stumbled confusedly.

"He is so cute, isn't he Deadly Creative!" the girl giggled, stroking his cheek.

"You are so hot…um…what was your name again?"

"My name is Murtagh," Murtagh smiled. "What is yours?"

Deadly Creative forced a laugh, "look at the time, we had better go soon. Now would be nice."

"My name is Cassie," Cassie giggled again, planting a kiss across his lips. Deadly Creative grabbed the back of her bright pink shirt and threw her to the ground. She grabbed Murtagh by his shirt collar and pulled him inside the door of the school. She was carrying her laptop at her waist.

Deadly Creative opened her laptop up again as fury fluttered behind her soft brown eyes, she had written nothing but words had formed, sickly describing the previous events.

Murtagh rubbed his shoulders, "She wanted to go out side with me! But YOU had to be rude to her!" Deadly C. shook her head and turned to look at the computer thinking 'at least I am not in an asylum like I was going to be.'

The words appeared on the screen and horror spread across her face, as she thought, 'what if someone is writing my story and I am not on the top.' These words appeared on the screen like before as she was filled with confusing and trouble some thoughts and worries.
Meanwhile, back in Deadly Creative's room, Arya wakes up and creeps over to the desk to get on the computer while the other two were asleep when a voice behind her said, "Don't bother, Eragon and I think she took it," the voice belonged to Galbatorax.

"How are we going to keep ourselves entertained?" complained Arya, when an idea flew into her head. "Actually I just had a thought!"

"There is always a time for something new," Galbatorax smiled to himself. "Thinking is a good habit though."

"I just thought that perhaps there where more computers in the house!" Arya explained. Eragon, Galbatorax, and Arya looked at each other as wide smiles erupted across each of their faces…
A/N: I hope everyone liked this chapter, I am SO excited for what I have planed for next chapter. See you all then? GOOD!