A/N: Hey guys! This is actually EctoPhantom13 speaking. Me and XaraFunHouse2 got a joint account together. She's doing her homework (I think...), and I have Honour Band in an hour, so I figured, why not post this? Enjoy! And any and all mistakes are mine.

Holly sat fuming in her cell. She was sooo pissed at the Mud Boy, Artemis, for locking her in here. She wanted revenge. Now.

As Holly sat, thinking about all the ways to get back at the Mud Boy, she flashed back to someone asking why her hair was so much shorter than every other girls'. Her response: I actually cut my hair, unlike some fairies.

That gave Holly a brilliant idea.

*Time skip, it's what happens in the book right up until Holly punches Artemis*

"Good evening, Captain Short,' he began, confidence apparently intact. "At the risk of sounding clichéd, I've been expecting you."

Holly didn't respond, didn't even look her jailer in the eye. Instead she utilized her training to scan the room, her gaze resting briefly on each surface.

"You are, of course, still bound by the promises made earlier tonight …"

But Holly wasn't listening, she was sprinting towards a stainless-steel workbench bolted to the far wall.

"So, basically, our situation hasn't changed. You are still my hostage."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," muttered Holly, running her fingers over the rows of confiscated Retrieval equipment. She selected a stealth-coated helmet, slipping it over her pointed ears. The pneumatic pads pumped to cradle her crown. She was safe now. Any further commands given by Fowl meant nothing through the reflective visor. A wire mike slotted down automatically. Contact was immediate.

"... on revolving frequencies. Broadcasting on revolving frequencies. Holly, if you can hear me, take cover."

Holly recognized Foaly's voice. Something familiar in a crazy situation.

"Repeat. Take cover. Cudgeon is sending in a …"

"Something I should know?" said Artemis.

"Quiet," hissed Holly, worried by the tone of Foaly's usually flippant voice.

"I say again, they are sending in a troll to secure your release."

Holly started. Cudgeon was calling the shots now. Not good news at all.

Fowl interrupted again.

"It's not polite, you know. Ignoring your host."

Holly snarled. "Enough is enough."

She pulled back her fist, fingers curled in a tight bunch. Artemis didn't flinch. Why would he? Butler always intervened before punches landed. But then something caught his eye, a large figure running down the stairway on the first-floor monitor. It was Butler.

"That's right, rich boy," said Holly nastily. "You're on your own this time."

And before Artemis's eyes had time to widen, Holly put an extra few kilos of spring in her elbow and whacked her abductor right on the nose.

"Oof," he said, collapsing on to his rear end.

"Oh yes! That felt good."

Holly focused on the voice buzzing in her ear.

"... we've been feeding a loop to the outside cameras, so the humans won't see anything come up the avenue. But it's on the way, trust me."

"Foaly. Foaly, come in."

"Holly? Is that you?"

"The one and only. Foaly, there is no loop. I can see everything that's going on around here."

"The cunning little ... He must have rebooted the system."

The avenue was a hive of fairy activity. Cudgeon was there, haughtily directing his team of sprites. And in the centre of the melee stood a five-metre-tall hovercage, floating on a cushion of air. The cage was directly before the manor door, and the techies were securing a concussor seal to the surrounding wall. When activated, several alloy rods in the seal's collar would be detonated simultaneously, effectively disintegrating the door. When the dust settled, the troll would have only one place to go into the manor.

Holly checked the other monitors. Butler had managed to drag Juliet from the cell. They had ascended from the cellar level and were just crossing the lobby. Right in the line of fire.

"D'Arvit," she swore, crossing to the work surface.

Artemis was propped on his elbows. "You hit me," he said in disbelief.

Holly strapped on a set of Hummingbirds.

"That's right, Fowl. And there's plenty more where that came from." Then she punched him again, on the right temple. He fell unconscious immediately.

"Okay Mud Boy, I've got bigger things to worry about right now than you. But first…" Holly held up a pair of green scissors from the nearby desk, and snapped the blades together threateningly.

She walked out of the room two minutes later, grinning triumphantly. When the Mud Boy woke up, he was in for a big surprise.

*Oh, looky here, another time skip. Troll fight continues as normal*

Artemis came to gradually. He felt groggy, and then he remembered. Captain Short had punched him in the temple. Dang it.

Artemis frowned. Something felt different. He shrugged it off as nothing. Probably just a bruise on his temple.

Artemis walked downstairs and saw the destruction that the troll had caused. Butler glanced up and found his young charge, than frowned.

"What?" Artemis asked, walking up to Butler.

"Artemis… did you get a haircut?" Butler asked slowly. A smile slowly spread across Holly's face.

"What?!" Artemis shrieked, running to the closest mirror, horrified at what he saw. His raven black hair was choppy and uneven, like a five-year old had attacked it with safety scissors. Artemis turned around, his face red from embarrassment and fury.

"CAPTAIN SHORT!"

Hope that made you laugh! See you next chapter!