Okay, I'm having a go at doing an Artemis Fowl fic. Bet you hadn't guessed.
Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl. I do not even own a reasonably amusing disclaimer.
Artemis sat bolt upright. He exhaled openly as his mind adjusted to his surroundings. His bedroom. Hardly surprising, as it was just past midnight, but it was a relief to be back in reality.
Artemis had never really had dreams. Well, obviously, he did, but he never recalled them, or noticed that they were taking place. But recently….
He shuddered.
It was silly really. How could such a ridiculous thing actually scare him? Of course, it was much easier to say that in the comfort of his own room. The child prodigy closed his eyes, listening to the soothing sound of the computer's fan. He always kept a computer on during the night, just in case an idea came to him while he slept. No such luck tonight, unless you counted… that. It wasn't actually an idea anyhow, it was a dream, and made no sense whatsoever. In fact, although Artemis hated to admit to it, it was more like a nightmare.
Best to just forget it. Carry on with life. The nightmare didn't actually mean anything. Besides, what self respecting criminal genius would be caught dead dreaming of such a thing?
I know it's short. Very short. Holly Short. Only 192 words to be precise, assuming, of course, that microsoft word can count.
Oh, and btw, any true fan of Artemis should be able to tell what the dream was about. (Hint: The last line wasa real giveaway.)
But, as I wasgoing to say,even if it is short that is no reason to leave without reviewing.