One of friends pointed out how similar sniper-rifle guiding lights look to laser pointer lights during lunch, and thus this was born.

Poor Arty. Ahh, how I torture my characters.

Butler was exhausted.

He'd only gotten three hours of sleep, had to go through two long flights and had to listen to leekspin on repeat for five hours.

So now he was sitting at the conference table trying to pay attention to what Artemis was blathering on about. It sounded like something about "air pollution" and "the reducing of greenhouse gasses" and "Butler are you listening to me?"

"Eugrhhhh…"

"Butler!"

His head shot up, "Wha? Assassins? Where?"

Artemis, exasperated, signaled to a waiter looking dude just outside the room, "Get this man some coffee."

While Butler was waiting for the coffee he tried to focus on Artemis. He couldn't take his gaze away from his principle even if he was sleepy. What would Holly think of him if he failed?

The elf in question was on the other side of the table trying to get her brand new laser pointer to work.

"Why won't it switch on?" she thought angrily. She proceeded to alternate between banging it on the table and D'Arvits, eventually unsticking the button, switching on the laser pointer and shining a dot of red light on Artemis' tie.

Butler saw the laser pointer light and shouted, "A sniper rifle light! I'll save you, Arty!", then proceeded to tackle the poor Irish teen, attempting to shield him with his body.

"Butler? What in Frond's name….."

"Ow…. I think I heard something crack"

"Damn laser-pointers"

Oh yeah, I almost forgot: I don't own Arty, Butler, Holly, Leekspin (YouTube it. worst song to get stuck in your head) or a laserpointer. I wish I did though.

Yeah... Nothing more to say here.

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