HIA! It's CouldBe here, and I have come to declare the top authors note as officially TAKEN! *loud trumpet noise* YAY! Now, I managed to realise that we have SEVERAL mistakes in the last few chapters, so might need to correct them (new comp at the bottom of page) also, we forgot the DISCLAIMER!

ALL THE INHERITANCE BOOKS BELONG TO MEEEEEEEEE! But sadly I didn't write them…*hangs head in shame* so sadly we only own Florence and Misty, and even that's a lie, we don't approve of slavery. On second thoughts; MISTY! Where's my cocktail?

Florence POV

Florence stretched her arms and yawned. Rubbing her eyes, she peered at the mountains in the distance. Then she drew a line with her bare toe in the sand. The sun was beating down on her head, but all was well.

"Florence!" Blodgharm cried. Florence whirled around.

"Blodgharm!" she gasped in surprise. The blue-furred elf grinned wolfishly at her. He nodded. Florence looked once again at the sand and at the mountain.

"Oh, fiddlesticks, I'm in Alagaesia again, aren't I?"

Blodgharm nodded once more, not hiding his confusion. "We've been travelling for a week, Milady,"

Florence chuckled. Ooh, now she was a LADY! "All this sand and heat must be getting to my head. Remind me, WHY are we travelling?"

"Well… We're bringing a dragon egg back from Eragon's island," he explained impatiently. "YOU, Milady, are the elven courier." Florence blinked.

"I'm an ELF?" this was getting better and better!

"Um… Yes?" Blodgharm blurted out, as though afraid it was a trick question.

"Cool! I mean, amazing – I mean, of COURSE, that's… um… Perfectly… Normal?" she stuttered. Then she lifted her chin and asked, in the most regal, demanding, Arya-like way possible (for her), "Am I a PRETTY elf?"

The fur on Blodgharm's face darkened noticeably and he looked away before he mustered the courage to answer, "Urm…you're…urm…average?" Florence let out a disappointed 'Oh' and Blodgharm immediately corrected himself. "I mean, of course, you're… You're… Yes, you're a pretty elf…"

"Oh my god, this is all a DREAM isn't it?"

Blodgharm looked at her, astonished. "How could you possibly think that, Florence Milady? This is as real as it gets!" Suddenly, his eyes glazed over, and he yelled, in the voice of Florence's mother, "FLORENCE! Get up now, you have to give Misty her schoolbag back!"

Florence groaned in the blaze of a torch. That was NOT the way someone wanted to be woken up at 3 am in the morning.

"MUM! It's 3 o'clock! And Blodgharm loved me! He was all embarrassed and everything!"

The torch wobbled.

"uh…I really do not want to know any further details, but, BRING THE SCHOOLBAG BACK!"

Florence slapped the torch out of the way. "Alright, but when I come back, my dream better be luring at the edges of my sleep, OR ELSE!"

Misty POV

Misty stared at the clock and combed her fingers through her hair. 3:15. it had taken her until 3:15 to explain the BASICS to Eragon, and he still wouldn't put it into his thick skull that he was fictional! She tried once again.

"There's this guy, his name is Christopher Paolini and he writes these AMAZING books, aka; the inheritance cycle."

Eragon nodded.

"Four books belong to this series: Eragon, Eldest, Brisingr and Inheritance, which is coming out in November," she continued.

Eragon nodded.

"The main character's name is ERAGON, in the first book he finds a dragon egg, which hatches for him and he calls it Saphira. That character is YOU"

Eragon shook his head.

"Oh for crying out loud!" Misty slapped him.

"OW!" Eragon rubbed his now red-slapped cheek.

They glared at each other.

The door burst open.

They continued to stare.

"TADAA!" Florence shrieked, holding up Misty's schoolbag.

Misty stared at her instead of Eragon. "FLORENCE?"

Florence shrugged.

"I'm not sure what scares me more, the fact that you got in my house without being noticed or the fact that you're bringing me my schoolbag at three at night!" Misty admitted.

Florence sighed "you know you don't REALLY want to know how I got in your house, and my mum sent me,"

"Does that mean the rest of your family is exactly as insane as you are?" Misty asked.

Florence shook her head before launching herself on Eragon with a loud and cheerful "ERI!"

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