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This is an Artemis Fowl/No Flying in the House crossover. In case you have never heard of No Flying in the House, I will give you a brief summary of the story.
A little girl names Annabel Tippens lives with her tiny talking dog Gloria and an old lady named Mrs. Vancourt. She finds out that her mother was a fair and her father was a mortal, so she has magic powers. Her grandfather, the king of the fairies, was angry about the marriage, so he banished Annabel's parents to a remote island, where they must stay unless Annabel gives up her powers. She loves magic, but she wants parents even more, so she gives up her magic and they live happily ever after. End of book.
So what happens when this adorable, perfect little girl turns into an angry teenager who thinks that magic was nothing more than a childhood fantasy? What happens when Annabel Tippens meets Artemis Fowl? Read to find out!
Annabel tiptoed out of bed, and locked the door. She opened her closet, and took out a sequined halter top and a black miniskirt.
She listened carefully for any sound from her parents' room across the hall. She was already grounded, and didn't want to get in any more trouble.
Satisfied that no one would hear her, she threw her stiletto heels out the window, hoping they wouldn't be too damaged, and began climbing down.
Once she reached the bottom of the trellis, she fished about in the dark for her shoes. She picked them up, and ran to the end of the block, where Tommy was waiting with his car.
She was only fifteen, but she had a fake ID and enough make-up on to seem much older.
"Hey Anna, what's up?" He asked her.
She tossed her hair. "Mt parents are being pains again. Had to sneak out."
"You shouldn't let'm do that to you, Anna. You're a free girl, act like it."
She laughed. "If only they saw it that way."
The car sped off into the night.
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King Harold's lawyer was going over the Annabel contract again. The tensions between the two groups of fairies that lived on the North American continent, the Mikasi and Lonato,were intensifying, and the king was worried the Lonato might hurt his daughter- or granddaughter.
So far he had been able to keep their location protected, but was not naive enough to think it might last. If the Lonato captured Annabel, who by all accounts was going through that rebellious stage, she could be used against them.
So, Harold had commanded Kanga, his chief scribe, to go over the contract that had taken away Annabel's fairy powers in exchange for the return of her parents.
And he had found a loophole.
The contract was only valid if both Annabel's parents were alive and living in the same house as her. Of course, the whole thing became permanent when she turned eighteen, so they didn't have to worry about her suddenly gaining powers when she went to college, but if one or both of her parents was killed in the next three years, she would gain all the powers her status as granddaughter of Nantai Harold gave her.
In addition to ordinary fairy powers, such as healing, mesmer, ect., she could fly.
Luckily for them, she would still have to perform the acorn ritual before she could actually do any magic, and he knew what the odds of her accidentaly picking an acorn from a tree by a bend in a river, under a full moon, were. Not bloody likely!
Still, the Nantai wouldn't be happy. Kanga was the one who'd written the contract in the first place, and he had thought there'd been no such oversights.
Sighing, he went to tell the king what he had found.
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Mulch Diggums' lawyer got him out of prison, through virtue of some loophole Mulch didn't understand, but was grateful for. He had a feeling Fowl had had something to do with it. He didn't do people favors often, but he was in debt to Fowl- not something he liked.
So he decided to pay a visit to Fowl manor.
Artemis Fowl was sixteen. He had been steadily rebuilding the family fortune, all the while keeping his activities a secret from his parents.
He was surprised, and a bit suspicious, of this strange short man who claimed to know him. But he was still intrigued by the strange lenses that had appeared in his eyes, and this man claimed to have the answers.
A mere two hours later, he had his memory back.
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Hours later, Annabel was leaving the party, quite drunk. Tommy was drunk too, but he was still planning to drive her home.
She reached down, picked up an acorn. "Pretty!"
She laughed, slurring her words. "Great party!" He smothered her with a wet kiss, then started the car.
They drove erratically, swerving from lane to lane. Annabel wasn't sure where they were going, it didn't seem to be in the direction of her home.
A car honked at them, startling Annabel. Tommy swerved to avoid it, and his headlights lit up a tree.
In his drunken state, he didn't comprehend enough to avoid it. The car slammed into the tree, the front of the hood crumpling.
There was no movement from the two teenagers inside.
A/N: okay, this is my first fanfic, so I hope you like it! See that little button that says review it? Press it! I'll love you forever. Please?
