Author's note: This is my first--and probably only—Holly/Arty Fic.
Disclaimer: Yes, I own Artemis Fowl…ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I DON'T OWN AF ANY MORE THAN MY DOG DOES!
Dearest Holly,
I know you're still grieving, whether you loved him or not I'm unsure, but I am mourning the loss of two. You see, I love you. I am under the assumption that you knew, but only saw us as good friends; that would explain why you either didn't want to go with me in a one-on-one outing, or insisted that we bring Mulch, or someone else. Perhaps you didn't like the idea of loving a "Mud Boy". Or maybe you still think I don't have the ability for true love, and work most of the time. I doubt you have a boyfriend you did not tell me about. A pack of trolls brought us together, and couldn't tear us apart.
Did you know that I have had a crush on you since I encountered (I know you would use "abducted") you? The first thing I noticed was that you were pretty, in that pointy way of yours. When you came back months later, I hoped you would forgive me. You did, when we saved Haven together, not to mention Father. Almost a year ago, when I was mindwiped, I could still see your eyes and hear your fruitless protests. Finally, when we were chased by trolls in that river, our foreheads touched. It was the most comfort I ever had in my life.
I see your figure on the horizon. I think I'll greet you on my way down… from the rooftop. I don't know if you'll get this letter, because few people respect my wishes. But maybe you will look on the desk I put my laptop on when recording my memories.
Goodbye my love,
Artemis Fowl II