Disclaimer-I don't own Artemis fowl
Ok, this is just a little fluff I thought of a couple minutes ago. My first artemis fowl fanfiction. Enjoy!
Commander Trouble Kelp sighed. He couldn't take much more of this. One Recon assignment after another. More pain right after more pain. He couldn't take much more.
Captain Holly Short passed his office. "Hey, you ok, Trouble? You don't look so good."
Trouble plastered a smile on his face. "I'm fine. What's up with you?"
Holly rolled her eyes. "Foaly's being such a baby. He cracked a hoof, so I had to travel to the surface to get him hoof moisturizer."
Trouble laughed. "Bet you didn't mind the trip to the surface, eh?"
"Not at all." Then she frowned. "Are you ok, Trouble? You seem…preoccupied."
"I guess I am…Do you ever feel like it's too much? Like you don't know what's right anymore and you want to change something, anything, to make it feel worthwhile, but you just don't know what to do?" blurted Trouble.
Holly looked surprised, but nodded. "I know the feeling. I think we all do, deep inside. But whenever I get that feeling I think about some of the Commander's last words to me."
Trouble looked up. Holly had never told him Root's last words, and he'd never asked. Those where private.
Holly gave him a sad smile. "He told me to that I should do what I did for the good of the People. Think you can do that, Trouble?"
Trouble nodded slowly and smiled. "Yea, I think I can."
Holly was right. He was there for the good of the People.
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