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Child

Eragon? Saphira asked, poking her head through the tent. What she saw surprised her. Instead of a teenager inside, was a brown headed toddler. Eragon? She asked again, cocking her head to the side. The toddler woke up, eyes blinking sleepily at Saphira.

"Saphira?" He asked.

Eragon, what happened to you? She motioned with her head, nodding up and down at his tiny form. Eragon cocked his head at her, big brown eyes looking at her with curiosity.

"What are you talking about?" He generally was confused. He felt fine, but Saphira did look bigger… okay, a LOT bigger, but it was probably the sleep just talking.

You're a two year-old, Eragon. She rolled her eyes at him. Eragon jumped up in a rush and ran out of the tent and into the cold winter air. Everything was bigger and taller than what he remembered.

"What happened to me?" He whispered in disbelief. Saphira gently nuzzled him with her nose as he sat down on the ground, sulking.

It's not so bad. You're at least adorable. She reasoned with him, trying to make him cheer up. Eragon softly snorted.

"Yes, that's the least of my worries, Saphiry." He rolled his eyes at her. Saphira looked at him, surprised.

Did you just call me 'Saphiry?' She asked him. Eragon raised his tiny little eyebrow at her, shrugging.

"So?" He started to fiddle with a piece of grass. Saphira looked at him, eyes a bit concerned.

You never call me 'Saphiry.' She replied. Eragon was about to speak when Arya walked up, looking at the toddler confused.

"Saphira, whose this?" She asked, pointing at the toddler Eragon. Eragon pouted, hated that Arya didn't recognize him, but made Saphira 'awww' in her mind secretly at how cute he looked pouting.

That's Eragon. He somehow turned into a two year-old overnight. He doesn't like it. She replied, grinning in her head at Arya's somewhat surprised expression.

"What?" She asked, bending down to look at eye level with the pouting Eragon. Saphira let out a snort of amusement as Eragon 'huffed' at her.

He turned into a toddler overnight. Saphira explained. Arya looked over Eragon as if he was a puzzle piece.

"Eragon?" She asked tenderly. Eragon looked up at her, still pouting at being a two year-old toddler.

"What?" He asked. Arya's expression remanded blank, but her eyes held surprised. "Stop staring at me!" Eragon yelled, getting annoyed by both Saphira's and Arya's gazes on him.

"Do you know how this happened, Eragon?" She asked, almost hesitant in case the toddler will get annoyed or probably cry by the watering up eyes he already has.

"I don't know…" He sniffled getting very sad. "I just woke up like this…" He said as he started to cry, startling Saphira and Arya.

Eragon! Saphira cried out alarmed at the crying toddler.

"Why is there a child?" Orik asked walking up to the small group, making Eragon cry harder. Arya starred at the confused Orik, trying to shush the frantic child.

"This is Eragon. He somehow turned into a child overnight." She replied, surprising the dwarf.

"What?" He screamed out startled, even more confused, but which made the situation worse by making Eragon cry even harder. Arya glared at the dwarf angrily, trying the best she could, now with Saphira's help, to quiet the toddler.

"Orik." Arya growled through her clenched teeth, finally getting poor Eragon to settle down.

"Ary… I'm hungry." He suddenly said looking up at her with big brown innocent eyes, that no one can resist. Saphira snorted amused how Eragon's mind skipped from one thing to the other, but that is probably what all human toddlers do, forget about one thing and go on to the next.

"Okay, let's get breakfast then." She said, grabbing Eragon's tiny little hand into hers and walking him to the camp fire where breakfast was being cooked at.

"Eragon!" Orik said, catching the toddlers attention. "Want to play a game?" He asked, grinning at the huge beaming smile Eragon gave, bobbing his head up and down enthusiastically.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" He chanted happily, running circles around Orik. Arya, threw a spoon at Orik, angry at him.

"Hey, what was that for!" He yelled, rubbing the sore spot on his bald head where she hit him.

"Eragon isn't a toddler." She stated, getting Eragon to sit down and eat breakfast.

"He is now. Toddlers like to play, that is what Eragon wants to do. In that right Eragon?" Orik asked. Eragon has a spoon sticking out of his mouth, bobbing his head up and down smiling.

"Yup! Yup!" He cheered as he ate in a rush. Arya grabbed the spoon from him, earning a protest.

"Eat slowly." She ordered before giving the spoon back to him as he began to eat very slowly. "Not that slowly." He ate a little faster, earning a sigh from the elf.

"Well, you did say eat slowly." Orik pointed out to Arya, earning another glare from the elf. Orik shrugged as he looked at Saphira, who watched the three with amusement.

It's like watching a family. She said, earning a glare from Arya and a confused look from Orik who had no idea what she said.

"What did she say?" He asked Arya. Arya just glared at him before taking the empty bowl from Eragon and set it down. Eragon went up to Orik, bouncing about excitedly.

"What are we going to play?" He asked the dwarf. Orik smiled letting out a small chuckle.

"Tag!"