This date isn't with anyone in particular; you can choose whoever you want it to be with. Artemis, Trouble, Foaly, OC, etc... (until you read the next chapters that is)

Disclaimer: Eoin Colfer owns Artemis Fowl. I own nothing but Monica and Holly's expensive shoes. .:waves them menacingly:.

Last Minute Preparations

'So, Miss Short,' began Monica Green, her brown curls falling over her eyes that glinted with mischief, 'looking forward to your date?'

'Oh shut up,' her friend, Holly Short, muttered in reply. Holly bent in front of her mirror, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, frowning and brushing it in front again.

'Is someone a little nervous, perhaps?' Monica enquired; ducking the second she finished her sentence. Holly sent her a death glare that would have turned her to stone if that sort of thing was possible (and it was the kind of glare that pretty much made you think it was).

'Not in the least, Monica,' Holly said huffily. She glanced at herself in the mirror again, sighing with annoyance. 'Who says I wanted to go on this date anyway?'

'You. A few hours ago. If you want, I'll quote you: "Sure. What time do you want me to be there?" Yes, it's a long way away from "Yes my darling, I'd give anything to go on a date with you!" but who knows. An elf can dream, can't she?'

This time Monica didn't duck quick enough as Holly threw a shoe at her.

'Hey!' Monica complained. 'That shoe's expensive, Holly! Come to think of it, I'm not sure what shocks me more: the fact you have an expensive pair of shoes, or anything other than a LEP uniform in your wardrobe.'

Holly tossed another shoe at her friend carelessly, before turning to face her. 'Monica Green,' she said sternly, 'so what if I'm wearing a…skirt?' the word sounded unfamiliar coming from her and she turned away quickly to hide her embarrassment.

Monica grinned, picking up the shoes and placing them on the floor again with delicacy.

'Do I look okay?' Holly blurted suddenly, instantly seeming to regret her words.

Monica bit back a scathing reply like 'Now look who's nervous?' and instead said comfortingly 'You look fine, Holly.'

'Good,' Holly murmured distractedly.

'Do you know what time it is?' Monica asked her, looking over at the clock on Holly's bedside table.

'No, but it can't be that late, can it? I'm only making some last minute preparations.'

'Um, Holly, it's 8:00.'

'WHAT?' cried Holly, jumping up. She looked at the clock and ran out of room into the hallway, grabbing her coat that was hanging on the door before running out and shutting it quickly. A faint curse could be heard from outside as Holly's footsteps stopped abruptly. The door opened again a second later and Holly ran back into her room, grabbed her shoes lying beside Monica and struggled to pull the on her feet. Once they were on, she rushed out of the house a final time. 'Wish me luck!' she yelled frantically as she slammed the door.

Monica listened to her friend's rushing footsteps fade away and smiled happily.

'Good luck.'

Sorry it's so short. I might continue it if I get a good enough idea for the date and who Holly could have the date with that wouldn't cause me to be chased be angry mobs. .:runs away screaming:.

Reviews welcome, and thank you to those who have:)

-Tigeress-10