A/N:

Shelma : Here's another Holly/Artemis fic. Hope someone will like it.

Holly: Another fic! I'm fed up with it! This is gross! When will y'all understand that I don't like this filthy Mudboy!

Artemis(choking): Me? Filthy? I take shower at least three times a day. And my clothes from Armani...

Shelma: Artemis, we're not interested.

Holly: Exactly. So I was saying I don't like Artemis Fowl!

Shelma: Holly, noone believes that anyway.

Holly (very mad, starting throwing things): You're sick. Noone will read this stupid fanfic because it's stupid like all your other fanfics! And you're stupid too!

Shelma: Holly! You know, I love you a lot and all, but STOP IT! ONE MORE such comment and Ill finally make you kiss Artemis in the next fic or (evil smirk) may be even more...

Holly turns red from fury.

Artemis (enthusiastically): --Common, Holly, don't let her get away with it! Tell her everything you think of her. Ouch! (Gets hit on the head with slippers)

Holly: You slimy git!

Shelma: Sorry for the long author note, my muses are awfully naughty and can't behave themselves, especially a certain red-haired one.

Manages to dodge a rather heavy pencil-box.

Artemis: Unlike Holly I have a fairly clear idea of what good manners are like.

The next second Artemis is silenced by an apple that hits his forehead.

Disclaimer: I don't own Holly or any other Artemis Fowl characters. Unfortunately.

Holly: Fortunately.

Thrill-seeking.

Chapter 1

Holly walked through the so familiar beautiful garden outside the Fowl manor. The sun was shining brightly, pleasant light wind was blowing and Holly eagerly inhaled the fresh air which seemed surprisingly clean. The birds were twittering cheerfully and she felt warm and relaxed. Why? This place should be giving her shivers. Why is she here anyway? Who cares? It feels right.

Holly stopped near the red rose bush admiring the view. She didn't have such opportunity too often. Flowers of love. Romantic atmosphere. Holly smirked. She's never been a romantic person. She stretched out her hand to pick a flower. And suddenly froze on hearing oh-so-familiar voice.

-- Hallo, Holly. I knew you would come.

She slowly turned round to face him and was immediately lost in deep blue eyes. He smiled at her.

--Fowl! – She finally said – But how... how did you manage to regain your memory? –

--I couldn't forget you, Holly. You're unforgettable.

Just at that moment the alarm clock brought now absolutely furious Holly back from the dreamland.

--DArvit! &$# dreams! What the $&&#!

And poor alarm clock was sent flying hard crashing into the intercom security panel.

--DArvit!

"You've activated the security alarm," --said the electronic voice.

--I know!

Foaly's worried face immediately appeared on the screen.

--Holly! What's happened?

--Um...I'm sorry. It was an accident.

--What accident, I wonder?

--Just a bad dream.

--A really bad dream must be.

Foaly was about to ask what was it about but seeing Holly's face decided against it.

--Next time try not to frighten me like that! See you.

"Just great. What a wonderful morning," thought Holly heading to the shower.

A/N:

Shelma: I have to stop now as my beautiful little muse has gotten absolutely mad and claims she never has such stupid dreams...Ouch! What a nasty habit of throwing things at others!

I'll try to make chapters longer if Holly doesn't kill me.