DESCLAIMER: DO I OWN HOLLY? NO..... ARTEMIS? NOW THAT'S A TOTALLY DIFFERENT STORY....
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holly: *on phone* artemis, where are you?
artemis: my house. why?
holly: no reason *hangs up*
*3 hours later holly slides into the Fowl library*
holly: artemis!!!!! sorry im late, you would not believe traf..........
*looks at artemis reading a fashion magazine*
holly: what are you doing?
artemis: what does it look like I'm doing? *turns the page*
*holly grabs the magazine and throws it across the room*
artemis: what was that for??
holly: what wasn't that for?
*looks at holly strangely*
artemis: okay then.....
holly: anyways... we have important business to attented to, but I need your help.
artemis: what? is opal back? did foaly have a nervous break down? did commander root finally turn permanently purple? is chix finally over you?
holly: no, yes, yes, no. but that's not the point. the point is we are having a-
artemis: a bank robbery?
holly: NO! we are having a garage sale!!
*artemis passes out with a thud*
holly: artemis? hel-lo? you awake?
*kicks artemis*
artemis: OW! what the hell holly.. *rubs his head*
holly: why does your head hurt? I kicked your stomach...
artemis: yeah well now my head hurts
*artemis stands up*
artemis: why are we having a garage sale? you know how I feel about physical labor!
holly: so?
artemis: so anything heavier then two spoons and a laptop is out of my weightlifting range
holly: what about butler?
artemis: he's on vacation
*flashes over to florida where butler is currently standing in an airport*
butler: finally a chance to breathe, relax, and just si-
random man: quick!!! that man is caring shampoo and hand cream
*butler is tackled by about 50 security guards and a pedestrian*
*flashes back to Fowl manor*
holly: good for him.
artemis: where were you planning to have this garage sale anyways?
holly: well here. duh
artemis: why?
holly: well you have enough room, you're located in a big city, and we're selling mostly crap only mudmen will buy
artemis: true that
holly: what did you just say......
artemis: nothing.
*gives artemis a weird look*
holly: so back to business. lets get started
artemis: *sighs* okay what should I do
*both go and get supplies*
artemis: hol-ly, its heavy...........
holly: you are carrying a box of bubble wrap. stop complaining.
artemis: *grumbles and struggles onward*
holly: here we go
artemis: finally! *drops everything, and sits down* so are we done now?
holly: uh.. we just started...
artemis: fine why don't you set up while I......supervise
*day included holly moving her and artemis's past belongings around and artemis....er...supervising*
artemis: a little to left. no, my left.
holly: I will not stand here and be your personal shade. here do something useful.
*throws him a box*
artemis: what is this?
holly: a box.
artemis: what am I supposed to do with it?
holly: fill the box with stuff and mark it with a price
*artemis filled the box with old laptops and computer chips and preceded to price it*
holly: artemis..
artemis: yes?
holly: this stuff is not worth $600 each....
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so whatch ya think??? should I continue???