AN: My first fanfic ever!!! Yeah, this is about Callabine and Foaly (hello! Name of story might give a hint)

Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl. Sadly.

Foaly stared around his messy house and frowned in annoyance. While his Ops booth was usually neat (he did like it), his apartment usually, as his mother put it, looked like a Mud Man's house – or as we'd put it – a pig sty.

The problem today was that he wanted his sweater, and couldn't find it. Adding to this dilemma was that Callabine was coming, he checked the clock nervously, in exactly five minutes. He was not happy.

"This is it. I'm designing a new sorting system," he muttered angrily.

"Really? Can you tell me about it?" asked an excited voice he knew extremely well.

"Callabine! Ever heard of knocking?" demanded Foaly, as he turned around. His anger evaporated when he saw his favourite female centaur, however. He could never stay angry at her.

"No, not really," replied Callabine grinning. "Are you ready for a jog?"

"I would be, if I could find my sweater."

"This sweater?" asked Callabine, holding up Foaly's favourite blue sweater.

"How did you know where it was?"

"It was on the couch."

"Oh. Well, um, what happened to the jog?" Foaly slipped the sweater on, and trotted out of the house. "Coming?"

Callabine followed happily. As soon as they had established an easy jog, they followed their usual route – down the block, across the street, to the park. Then, around that block, across the street, down Foaly's block, across another street, drop Callabine off at her house, and Foaly went back to his house.

Today, as usual, Callabine was extremely happy to listen to Foaly discuss his inventions. As he talked about his new unbreakable key board, they entered the park and, after finding a bench, sat down.

"So this keyboard is completely unbreakable?" asked Callabine.

"Yep. Even I can't break it, that's saying something. I doubt even Holly could break it,' replied Foaly. "And that's definitely saying something."

"Hey!" complained a voice from behind him. Foaly knew who it was. He'd heard that voice quite a few times before. Out of those times, only about seven eighths had been as amused as now.

"Hi, Holly," said Foaly, turning around. Holly grinned at him.

"So this is the Callabine I've heard so much about?" asked Holly. Callabine raised an eyebrow.

"Heard so much about?"

"Yep. Honestly. Every second word Foaly says is Callabine. That's scary, you know." Holly rolled her eyes. Callabine laughed.

"I feel so honoured." She was grinning although Foaly had turned a bright shade of red. Holly grinned as well, and then glanced at her watch.

"I'd better get going. I told Trouble I'd meet him at the cinemas." Even as Holly said it, she regretted telling Foaly of her and Trouble's plans. Foaly eyes had lit up.

"I think there'll be an email going around LEP now," he said. Holly glared at him. Callabine grinned.

As Holly left, however, she felt worried. Something about Callabine worried her.

AN: Yay! My first chapter. Please review!!!