A/N: Well well, christmas is gone, my goose is still fat, here's a little christmas oneshot, how about that?
This is in the WALHB universe, set after Chaos Theory, so please... read them first. Even though Chaos theory isn't really done.
Mistletoe
It was the first christmas after Artemis' proper 18th birthday. Holly, as promised, had stayed frustratingly celibate until then, but now Artemis and Holly lay sweaty, embracing on the couch. Snow was falling outside, covering the world in a pure white blanket. Holly leaned over to Arttemis, resting her head on his shoulder and sighing happily. He cast his eyes around the room, searching for that festive flash of green and white.
Spotting it, he dragged Holly up with a cheeky grin. He pullerd her over to stand under the mistletoe, both of them clad only in underwear. Artemis looked up, then back at Holly, planting a soft kiss on her lips. She returned it, somewhat confused by all of Artemis' romanticism that day; candles, champagne, sex, and now mistletoe. He wasn't a romantic person by any means, so Holly knew that he was up to something. She looked at him questioningly, but Artemis just smiled in return. He took a deep breath and reached up to the mistletoe, feeling anxiously for something, finding it after slightly too much searching for it to be funny. Holly tapped her foot, arms crossed, wondering what the heck this was about.
Artemis just smiled that nervous smile, withdrawing one closed fist , then the other and putting them behind his back. "Pick a hand." He teased.
Holly almost laghed, poining to his right hand. Artemis withdrew it, sighing with his serious face. Holly felt like pulling his mouth into a smile, but then realised that that was an alltogether too Tomoish action, and Artemis wouldn't thank her for it.
Artemis breathed deeply, slowly settling onto one knee, holding up the hand she had selected. Holly could feel her heart beating out of her chest. She no longer wanted to laugh.
Artemis opened his hand. Inside it ws a beautiful ring, with a single tiny diamond in the centre.
"Holly Short." Artemis began, breathing shakily. "Love of my life, diamond in the rough, most beautiful woman in any and all universes, will you marry me?" He said slowly, staring into her eyes. Both of them were trembling; Artemis from nerves, Holly from shock.
"I...uh..." Holly breathed deeply, determined to retain her dignity at all costs.
"Yes!" She cried. "Oh frond, yes!" She hugged him tight, squealing and almost making Artemis drop the ring, which he fitted delicately onto her ring finger.
They kissed, and things were getting steamy, when Holly broke it off, crying slightly. "What's the matter?" Artemis asked, cradling his fianceƩ in his arms.
She sniffled slightly, looking up at him. "Artemis, I... I'm pregnant." She whispered.
Artemis Fowl the second, heir to the Fowl fortunes, future husband of Holly Short, and now future father, fainted.
A/N: SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
