Edited April 28, 2013

WARNINGS - PLEASE READ.

1. This is an asexual fic. That means there will be absolutely no pairings. If there is any content that could be considered as 'romantic' in this fic, it is only used for comedic purposes. There will be no Artemis/Holly, because this is Fowl brother centric and to be frank I don't like the pairing. Please respect that.

2. The twins are indeed fraternal, I will never mention otherwise. I will probably add my own characteristics, but they're small and barely changing.

3. This fic has a lot of errors. I started writing this out when I started as an author so there may be some of my immaturity here and there, but the version you are reading right now is slightly edited (slightly, probably only corrected some words and took off some things but it pretty much remains untouched). Some other errors are made on purpose, some are not. Sometimes I may have forgotten to type a letter, perhaps I wrote an extra word, etc etc, I'm not perfect and I'm too lazy to get a beta-reader and reread. (gomenasai)

4. The biggest possibility is that Artemis will be perhaps OOC. Because I'm not Eoin Colfer and even he made him out of character sometimes (cough, Time Paradox, cough). Myles and Beckett's personality will be my representations. I have not read the Last Guardian and I know Eoin Colfer released some of their personalities but I will probably not stick to it. I will still make Myles smart and Beckett the hyperactive one but I'm sorry if Beckett and Myles (especially Myles, you guys are so picky with him) do not live up to your expectations.

5. There are OC's in here, lots of them. Only two or three have an important role. Ailward, as he will be mentioned below, is one of them, and he is Beckett and Myles's bodyguard. I also know that Juliet became their body guard in Last Guardian, but that will not be added here. You guys may be thinking, "But I thought Butler and Juliet had no other live relatives." I know. But one night when I was reading Artemis Fowl 3 and I noticed that it said The day began at five-thirty when Juliet and 'other' acolytes ran four miles to the nearest stream...And this was the chapter where it described Juliet and Madam Ko's Academy, and I modified it so it would seem like relatives, since it never said otherwise. And on Ailward's name, I like the name because it means noble guard or elf guard.

So basically this is after the Atlantix Complex, The Last Guardian don't exist in this verse.

St. Bartleby's School for Young Gentlemen hasn't changed much. The school is still a brick fortress, with winding hallways and old classrooms. The result of some renovations are two auditoriums, two large gymnasiums, a pool, and an observatory. The grounds are still green pastures, with a soccer field and a courts for basketball and tennis.

The rules are still the same. It is an all boys school, where the rich parents took their boys when they became too much of a hassle.

But the people in it come and go through the ages. Boys from rich families were the most ones you'd see roaming around, with the exception of a handful of scholarship students.

But the Fowl name, however, has changed drastically, out of all the important family names there. Up until a few years ago, the Fowls were feared, no one dared go near them, not only because of their burly bodyguards, but because of their power. Artemis II was no different, yet that didn't stop anyone from thinking that he was a genius, stuck up, criminal, powerful arse. Nowadays, the Fowls were not feared, though seen as kind bad gone good humanitarians, much to Artemis's horror. Though for the newest Fowls in St. Bartleby's, there were different thoughts for each of them.

Myles was a chip off the old block, following into his older brother's shoes. He was the oldest of the twins, and thought as the smartest. He had the highest grades, took the school to victory in the academic contests, he participated in the contest for designing the school's art school (he won), and tutored kids from the primary school wing of the school sometimes. Some people saw him as a genius anti-social loner, others saw him as a jerk. Why, you may ask? Because he is too proud and arrogant. As Dr. Po commented once to Dean Guiney, "he was a chip off the old block."

Beckett, he was special. He was a carefree spirit, and the youngest of the duo. While both of his brothers were inside, he would either be in the dojo or outside in the field. He was the jock, you may say. He didn't have high grades but he wasn't completely stupid. Just hyperactive and easily distracted. Your first impression of him was a fun guy, who never liked to be bored. Sure, to his closest friends he may be brusque, but he was a polite boy, in a way. Overall, he was unforgettable.

Though Beckett and Myles were completely different, they did share one similarity. Ever since they entered school, they had this non-stop rivalry to see who could get the attention of the oldest sibling.

After Artemis Fowl II graduated, he went immediately to Harvard in the States, graduating with majors in physics and business. He has invented seven creations, mostly were to help humanity and the environment. After he turned 21, he became the head of Fowl Industries, specializing in phones and cars and as such. All environmentally friendly. This year he was pronounced World's Sexiest Businessman and Eligible Bachelor in various magazines, including 'Times magazine' , much to his embarrassment. He has been getting various phone calls and random girls to the Fowl doorstep.

But in the competition, Beckett knew he was losing. He barely knew Artemis, compared to what Myles knew. He wished that Artemis would talk to him, and that he would change the hello's he received from him to, "Hello, Beckett. How are you?"

Myles spent half his time locked in Artemis's study or in the experiments room (which was no longer the 'speriments desk). Artemis and Myles would always be talking about their upcoming projects, while Beckett would be in the back trying to figure out what the heck they were talking about., but he never could. He never concentrated enough, anyway.

The students of St. Bartleby's were getting ready for the holidays. Beckett was in his dorm room, getting ready to leave.

"Dude, don't forget your books this time," his roommate and 'best buddy', Ross said to him.

"Oh, whoops. Almost forgot." Beckett grinned sheepishly. Ross just rolled his eyes.

They walked out of their room. Beckett took one last glance of it. They left it clean, for the first time in three months. Beckett shut the door behind him. As they walked down the hall, Beckett heard slight goodbyes, and the boys from his soccer team basically screamed their farewells from the other side of the long hallways. Becket just answered with a smile and screaming too.

They passed by the news bulletin, with an artistic 'Happy Holidays' from the art club plastered across. There was still a few announcements, like reminders for everybody to do their homework these 2 weeks. One said, "If you are interested in inventing, join now! Register your invention in, and your creation might just make it into Sweden's science week! Registration ends on February 10."

Ross glanced at Beckett. "You signing up?"

"No, you offend me by making such a suggestion." Beckett said, sounding offended.

Ross smiled. "Do you think Myles is going to sign up?"

"Yeah. Just to show he's better than me, maybe," murmured Beckett.

As if on cue, Myles came. "Ready?" he asked.

Beckett nodded. "Yep. See ya, dude." he said, slapping hands and bumping fists with Ross. It was their way of saying hello and good bye.

"Yeah. Bye."

Myles and Beckett walked to the exit without saying a word to each other. They barely spoke to each, and when they did speak with each other, it was mostly in insults. They even caused Angeline to cry once, because the endless arguments broke her fragile heart.

There stood Angeline and Artemis Senior, waving hello. They greeted their parents with hello, but Angeline wouldn't have it. She smothered them with hugs and kisses. Beckett blushed madly. "Mom, mom. Stop. They're watching!" He groaned.

And indeed they were. Everybody there were trying to hold in snickers. If the Butlers weren't there they would've just burst out laughing. But either way, Beckett was ready to go under a rock. He was going get himself ready for the teasing that awaits him after the holidays.

But then came Juliet's turn.

"How are my two favorite little twins doing?" she asked, hugging them both. Beckett caught the jealous stares of his peers.

Juliet, for someone in her thirties, still looked young and beautiful. She kept her young appearance because the Mexican remedies for her skin and hair when she was in Mexico. "Works like a charm," she comments every time.

They finally got in the rented Bentley (some things never change) and the ride was uneventful. Beckett was listening to music and Myles was reading a book. Juliet was explaining a remedy for the skin to Angeline, and Artemis Senior was having a chat with Butler and Ailward.

Who's Ailward? Beckett and Myles' bodyguard. He was with them since their birth. Angeline threw aside the strict rule of not revealing their first names to their Principals, wanting the bodyguards to be have a more of a relationship. After Ailward graduated from Madam Ko's academy, he went working for the FBI. He was notorious for his work, very strong.

After arriving home, Beckett ran to his room. It was the same as he had left it in August. Messy. When he was eight years the maids refused to enter his room, because there was always earth worms hidden around. But he grew out of the phase after he saw Artemis making a face every time he showed him his favorite worm, one he called Squiggly. He released Squiggly and the other worms to the wild afterwards. Though he claims to not have any worms anymore, the maids still won't enter a step into his room.

Beckett swept past Artemis's study. No one was there. He peeked into his room. Nope. He shrugged. Probably hasn't come back from his business trip in England yet.

He walked down the hall, a millennia of Fowl's staring at him. He heard voices as he got closer to the stairway. He looked down. He saw Myles and Artemis, talking to each other. Jealousy shot up his chest. "Hey! Artemis!"

Artemis looked up, and waved hello to his younger brother.

Beckett ran down the stairs. "How was your business trip?"

"Fine, thank you. As I was saying, Myles…"

Beckett pouted, though none of his brothers noticed. He had to get Artemis's attention, someway. So, he took from what he knew of Japanese (he watched some Japanese cartoons, anime, was it called?) and said, "Genkidesu ka, Onee-san?"

Now Artemis looked at him. "Beckett…you just called me big sister."

Myles held in a snort.

Oh dear. "Ah, sorry. I think I pronounced it wrong. Onii-san."

"Bakkin wa anata ni kasha." Artemis said. Did Beckett know Japanese? Beckett?

Beckett blinked. No, he doesn't. Artemis went back to his conversation. Juliet witnessed the whole thing, and she felt sorry for Beckett. She knew how Artemis ignored Beckett. Or maybe he was too busy and that Myles hogged Artemis's attention sometimes. Or maybe Artemis was just an ass. It was probably both.

"Follow me." Juliet said, waving a hand at Beckett. Beckett nodded. As he left, he looked back to see if they noticed he left. They didn't.

On Christmas day at the dinner table, Beckett was impaling a piece of ham with his fork while listening to his brother's conversation.

"And the idiot honestly thought it was two. I almost laughed in his face. Silly third grader," Myles chuckled while Artemis was eating away quietly.

After he was done chewing he said, "Myles, what are you doing for the science fair?" Myles blinked at him. "What?"

"The science fair. The one the school holds for every seventh grader. First place gets the honor for his project to go to Science Week in Sweden."

"Oh, yeah," Beckett nodded, swallowing. "I saw. There was an announcement up in the news bulletin. I thought you noticed, Myles."

Myles's eye practically twitched. Oh crap, here it goes, thought Beckett. Myles set his fork down and stood up. "Where are you going?" said Angeline. Myles brushed himself off and was already walking out of the room. "To start on my blueprint!"

Loser, thought Beckett, then he chuckled. He looked at Artemis, who was drinking wine. "Hey, Arty," he said hopefully.

"Yes?" Artemis said, setting his fork down.

"I need your advice on something."

"Which is?"

"There's this girl…"

Artemis choked on the wine he drinking. He coughed several times and then looked at Myles. "I apologize, what did you say?"

Beckett took a deep breath. "You know how I go to the skate park every week? Well, there's this reeeally pretty girl called Sarah and I really like her but we're friends and that might make it awkward. Come Artemis you're a genius! Help me?"

Artemis chewed nervously on his breadstick. He scratched his cheek and said, "What makes you think I'm good with women?" What he said was embarrassing to say in front of your seventh grade brother, but at least it changed the subject.

Beckett was ready for that one. "Liar. What about Holly? You call her at least once a week. And remember Minerva when you were eighteen?" Beckett raised his eyebrows. "And what about Rachel? That was a very friendly goodbye kiss you two shared last night."

Artemis turned cherry red. He stood up. "Um, e-excuse me, I got to go see how Myles is doing. We'll talk later, Beckett." Artemis almost ran out of the room.

Beckett looked at his dish then to his parents and glanced at Juliet. He sighed. "It didn't work." Angeline pursed her lips and Artemis Sr. and Juliet frowned.

Beckett had been working so hard these past days. After Juliet witnessed Beckett's attempt for attention, she went and tried to teach Beckett Japanese and Spanish. She was surprised when Beckett knew the basics in two days.

Then they made small plans on planning to make get Artemis's attention, like this one. It didn't work.

"But Artemis is too much of a douche to notice how much Beckett wants his attention," Juliet thought.

Weeks after, when Myles was building his project, Artemis was watching him and Beckett was playing videogames. "The component doesn't match…" Myles said, looking at Artemis. "Any suggestions?"

Artemis shrugged. He knew, but he couldn't help.

Beckett was ferociously killing a man by shooting him a several times violently. The virtual man exploded and Beckett threw the controller to the floor and said, "What now?"

"Um, Beckett, can you be a bit more quieter? I'm working on an experiment here." Myles said, him and Artemis looking at him with one eyebrow raised. Beckett blushed in embarrassment and nodded. "Yeah, sorry. I got too excited."

"Tell me about it," Myles said softly.

Beckett was quietly playing Silent Hill, but he couldn't help listening on Myles's and Artemis's conversation. Myles was silently explaining on what he's planning to make his invention do and Artemis was listening. After fifteen minutes he was listening to Myles's whining.

An hour later Myles groaned. "I just can't seem to find something that matches! Artemis, help me…"

Artemis shook his head. "No, it would be cheating."

Myles laughed. "Since when have you cared about cheating? From what I hear from Butler, you're no saint."

Beckett mentally nodded. Whenever Butler was in a story telling mood, he told them on their Artemis's ventures. But Beckett had this…feeling that his brother did something much bigger. "Much more awesome," he thought.

Artemis sighed. "I know, but I want you to prove to me just how much of a genius are you?" Myles blinked then got back to working.

Beckett's eyes narrowed. What would happen if he did much more of an extravagant invention, more than Myles? Would that make him a genius? Would that get it to people from calling him the dumb twin? Would that…get his brother's acceptance?

That night, Beckett slipped out of bed and tiptoed to Artemis's study. He heard he Artemis talking through the phone. Beckett peeked through the door and saw Artemis with his thumb to his ear and his pinky to his mouth. Beckett almost snickered. Has Artemis gone crazy?

But he heard voices replying, so he thought it was another of Artemis's inventions. Not surprising. Probably another model for a new line of phones.

"Yes, I understand." He whispered. "Good bye, Holly. Take care."

"Oh, Holly again? My brother's a player," thought Beckett. Artemis stood up and entered his room, which was only separated by a door. For twenty minutes Beckett sat on the floor waiting for Artemis to lie down.

"What the hell does he do?" asked Beckett softly. It usually takes Beckett five minutes to get ready, but Artemis? He tapped his fingers on the rug. He sighed and then he heard silence. He waited 5 minutes more then sneaked into the study.

When Beckett was very small, he saw Artemis open the broom closet and pressed a button high behind the sliding door of the closet. In the closet another door opened, and the door held a lot weapons. Beckett once asked if they were toys, because they were so small. Artemis would shake his head. "No, these are not toys. They're real weapons. Don't ever open this door, alright Beckett?" Beckett would nod happily, and go back to playing legos on the floor.

The memory etched in his mind, he realized that night that he was now tall enough to reach that button.

He crept into the dark room, trying not to hit anything or make any noise. When he finally reached the closet at the far corner of the room, he slid open the door and scanned the edges of the door. He felt a button, and his finger pressed it, ever so gently.

The secret door opened, and Beckett quietly grabbed a gun. He looked around and hid the small gun inside his shirt, and grabbed a mop then sneaked out. He had previously spilled water on the floor of his room, so when the cameras watched him Butler would think he only came to clean up the mess he made.

After Beckett cleaned up and put the mop away, he watched the gun under the covers. On the side it said LEP.

Hmm, thought Beckett. I wonder what it stands for? Lilies Eventually Pollinate? Or maybe it's Like Every Person.

He pushed the thought away and began modifying the gun. It was cheating, but with his modifications Artemis won't recognize it (or at least he hopes), and he will finally get the recognition he has always begged for.

-oOo-

Onii-san = Older brother, with the suffix -san for respect. Pronounced as OH-nee

Onee-san = Older sister, again with the suffix -san. Pronounced as OH-nay.

Genkidesu ka = How are you?

Bakkin wa anata ni kasha = Fine, thank you.

Some of these words were translated by Google Translate so please don't take it seriously. The onii-san and onee-san was taken by my own knowledge.