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Chapter 6: Awakening

(The Lawn Ornaments)

Eragon: (stares)

Thingy Formerly Known As Wilson: (stares back)

Eragon: (whispers) You're a dragon…. A little dragon!

Dragon: (stares)

Eragon: (reaches hand forward cautiously and pets it's head)

Icy Energy: (surges into hand)

Iron clang: (fills ears)

Eragon: AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH-OOOOOOWWWWWCCHHHH!

Dragon: (stares)

Eragon: (clutches hand) YOU BURNED ME!

Wall: (Bang) (Bang) (Bang)

Roran's voice: Don't make me come in there!

Eragon: (glares at wall) (sticks out tongue) (glances back at Dragon apprehensively) Do you promise not to burn me again?

Dragon: (stares)

Eragon: (reaches forward and pets its head) Are you hungry?

Dragon: (reedy wail)

Eragon: (reaches underneath pillow) Now, don't tell Garrow that I stole his Palancar Valley Girl cookies… but they're really good. Everyone likes these - here you go. (tosses cookie to Dragon)

Narrator: After the midnight snack, they settle into bed and sleep through the night. The next day, Eragon sets out to build a shelter to hide the Dragon in the woods…. For he was selfish and didn't want to share his companion! He reads the instructions carefully…

Eragon: So…. The poles with the red dots, line up with the poles of the blue dots, and the yellow go with the green dots! Hey, this is easy! (smiles widely and sets up poles)

Shelter Tarp: (attack Eragon)

Eragon: (untangles self from the tarp)

Dragon: (stares with smirk on its face)

Shelter Tarp: (defeated)

Eragon: (sigh) There we go!

Dragon: (sighs)

Eragon: (picks up Dragon and puts him into the shelter) Home sweet home!

Dragon: (glares at its surroundings)

Eragon: Oh! I forgot! (takes a pink flamingo out of his bag) Here's your lawn ornament! Garrow would notice if any of his gnomes were missing, but he has hundreds of these! (pokes it into the ground in front of shelter)

Dragon: (CHOMP)

Flamingo: (headless)

Eragon: (stars at Dragon) Was it yummy?

Dragon: (licks lips)

Narrator: So later at supper…

Eragon: (roasting pink flamingo over the fire)

Garrow: Hey – what do you think you're doing? (pulls flamingo out of fire and blows on it) That was Meredith you were burning….

Pink Flamingo's head: (smoking) (charred) (melted) (so smelly)

Eragon: (pouts) You told me to make dinner!!!

Garrow: (points finger at Eragon) Bad Eragon! Don't you ever do that again!

Garrow's finger: (spontaneously combusts)

Eragon: (blows out finger)

Roran: Mmmmm… do I smell chicken?

Narrator: After weeks of taking care of the Dragon, who seemed to be living fine off of Palancar Valley Girl Cookies and flamingo lawn ornaments, Eragon decided that he would go to town with Roran – 'why', you ask?

Roran: MUST! REPAIR! CHISEL!

Eragon: Obviously the code for 'need to see Katrina'…

Roran: (defensively) Nooo! The chisel is broken!

Iron Chisel: (cracked in half)

Eragon: And ironically, the only place that you can get it fixed is were Katrina lives – you're wrecking stuff just to see her! (snorts in disbelief) The donkey stepped on it, my ass…

Roran: (looks as if he is having an inner fight with self) (twitches) Fine! It was meeeee!

Eragon: Ah-hah! The oldest trick in the book, eh? Break the hammer, eh?

Roran: (looks confused) It's a chisel…?

Eragon: Oh – what happened to the hammer?

Roran: MUST! REPAIR! CHISEL!

Eragon: Alright, alright – give me a second…

Narrator: So Eragon rushes to the Dragon to say goodbye….

Eragon: (brandishes pink flamingo in front of him) Come and get it! Fresh plastic! Yummy! Yummy! (bangs flamingo on nearby tree)

Dragon: (CHOMP)

Flamingo: (decapitated)

Eragon: Good, Dragon. (pats it on head) Now, I'm going to go to town with Roran, I'll be back soon. You'll be okay?

Dragon: (hiccup) Eragon.

Eragon: (gapes)

Dragon: Eragon.

Eragon: (stare)

Dragon: Eragon.

Eragon: (screams and runs)

Narrator: Like a girl…

Dragon: Eragon!

Eragon: (trips on lawn gnome in back yard)

Lawn Gnome: (sooo broken)

Dragon: Eragon.

Eragon: AAAHHHHHHH!!!! (truly terrified)

Garrow: My lawn gnome! (rushes to it's side and picks up pieces) You killed Lord Vixen….

Garrow's Hands: (spontaneously combust)

Pieces of Gnome: (burst into flames)

Garrow: (bursts into tears)

Roran: MUST! REPAIR! CHISEL!

Chisel: (in need of repair!)

Narrator: (stares at the drama/horror/utter chaos) I believe that is all- (trips on pink flamingo) -for this chapter…

Pink Flamingo: (soo bent)