A/N: Just a warning before we begin: This WILL get weird.
Disclaimer: I am neither Christopher Paolini nor John Flanagan, who are the owners of the Inheritance Cycle and Ranger's Apprentice, respectively. Just sayin'.
The Setting: A sunny clearing in a forest on a summer's day. Birds are singing, the sky is blue, yada yada. Enter characters from opposite ends of the clearing.
Will: [yelps and ducks behind Halt] Who are you?
Halt: Will, stop hiding.
Will: [sheepishly comes out from behind Halt's cloak]
Eragon: I assume you are speaking to us?
Eragon: Well, I'm Eragon. And this [points to each person as he names them] is Arya Dröttningu, Oromis-elda, Islanzadí Dröttning, Murtagh Morzansson, and Angela.
Arya: [nods regally]
Oromis: [touches his first two fingers to his lips]
Islanzadí: [regards everyone coolly]
Murtagh: [just plain nods]
Angela: [smiles and waves hello]
Eragon: Now, if I may ask, who are you?
Halt: [looks at Will like, "Dude, this is your problem, not mine"]
Will: [turns his puppy-dog eyes on Halt]
Halt: [rolls his non-puppy-dog eyes and faces Eragon] I'm Halt [jerks thumb at himself] and this [indicates everyone as he mentions them] is Will Treaty, Horace Altman, Alyss Mainwaring, Gilan, and Crowley.
Will: [smiles embarrassedly]
Horace: [nods a warrior's greeting]
Alyss: [smiles and doesn't wave]
Gilan: [smiles and does wave]
Crowley: [tugs the cowl of his cloak like the brim of a cowboy hat]
Everyone: [is awkwardly silent]
Halt: [glares in general direction of cricket]
Cricket: [shuts up]
Angela: So...Why are we here?
Eragon: Wait...[eyes widen] You don't think...
Murtagh: [closes eyes] I do think...
Crowley: Would you mind, please, explaining what exactly it is that you're either thinking or not thinking?
Murtagh: [whispering, almost as a curse] FantasyNerd101
Crowley: [scratches head] Umm...who?
Dautr abr du Sundavar: [falls from above right between the two groups] Me. Kinda.
Gilan: Who are you?
Murtagh: [at same time as Gilan speaks] What do you want?
Angela: [at same time as Gilan and Murtagh] What do you mean, kinda?
Dautr abr du Sundavar: [grinning] Gilan first. I'm Dautr abr du Sundavar. Murtagh, I want what I always seem to want when you see me. Angela, I mean kinda as in, I changed my name. I'm Dautr abr du Sundavar now, which is much more of a pain to write. [glances around at everyone] Now, any more questions?
Eragon: [mutters] Daughter of the Shadows, my foot.
[Horace, Murtagh, Angela, and Islanzadí raise their hands]
Dautr abr du Sundavar (or, as she shall be henceforth known, Sunda): [points] Horace.
Horace: How did you do that?
Sunda: Do what?
Horace: [gestures upward] Fall from the sky.
Sunda: Oh. Magic. [as if it is as obvious as the Rangers' quivers]
Sunda: Yup. Murtagh?
Horace: [looks confused, but remains silent]
Murtagh: What do you mean, you "want what you always seem to want when we see you"?
Sunda: [grins evilly] I mean I want to torture you, Murty.
Murtagh: Don't call me that. Why do you want to torture us?
Sunda: [evil grin widens] Because I'm crazy and evil, Murty.
Murtagh (or, as he shall henceforth be known, Murty): Don't call me that!
Sunda: Okay, Murty. Angela?
Angela: [cutting off an irate Murty] Two questions, actually.
Sunda: Okay. Your first one?
Angela: Why did you change your name?
Sunda: [opens mouth, closes it, opens it again] Cause I felt like it, I guess. I don't really remember. And your other question?
Angela: Are we here by the power of your mighty M&M pen again?
Sunda: No. You're here by the mighty power of my computer keyboard. Islanzadí?
Angela: [looks thoroughly not-helped, but stays quiet]
Islanzadí: [glares at Sunda]
Sunda: [rolls eyes] Your majesty?
Islanzadí: Release us.
Sunda: [blinks] Um...excuse me?
Islanzadí: You heard me.
Sunda: Um...I hate to tell you this, Izzy, but...
Islanzadí (or, as she shall now be know, Izzy): [glares at Sunda even harder]
Sunda: [ignores Izzy] I'm not holding you here.
Alyss: What do you mean by that?
Sunda: I mean exactly what I said. I'm not holding you here. And I'm not entirely sure how to release you.
Murty: [eyeballs bug out of his head] So you mean we're stuck here?
Sunda: [nods] Uh-huh.
Murty: [eyeballs fall onto the ground] With you?
Murty: [passes out]
Halt: [raises an eyebrow] Well, this isn't good.
Crowley: Thank you, Ranger Obvious.
Halt: [glares at Crowley]
Arya: I believe the shaggy human is correct.
Arya: [ignores Halt] We must find a way out of here. Oromis-elda, do you have any ideas?
Everyone but Murty (who is still unconscious): [leans in closer as Oromis ponders the question sagely]
Oromis: [ponders the question sagely]
Izzy: [glares in general direction of fly]
Fly: [stops buzzing]
Oromis: [looks at everyone] Nope.
Sunda: Toldja so.
Everyone but Oromis and Murty-who-is-still-unconscious: [leaps on Sunda in a mass attack]
A/N: Tee hee! Toldja it was gonna get weird.