A/N: I'm trying something new. It's a story chock full of randomness and humor, but it will actually almost follow a plot. ((Gasps of horror are heard)) Oh, don't be so shocked, people. I can write a plot if I want to.
Disclaimer: Lugian doesn't own Artemis Fowl. She dearly hopes, however, that if you are reading this story, you know who does.
This Could Get Interesting
Chapter 1: Adventures In Shin-Kicking
"Alright, what do you propose we do?"
"Can we kick people in the shins??"
"No, Grub, we're supposed to be beyond that. What can we do that won't endanger other peoples' safety?"
"We can run around in circles like losers."
"Arty, dear boy, you do that all the time. Another suggestion, anyone?"
"We can play spin the bottle."
"…I don't trust you with that game, Holly."
"I'd like to play spin the bottle," said Artemis.
"Well, of course you would. There's a hot elf chick sitting next to you. But that's beyond the point. We're in a huge field, acres long and acres wide, and you people can't think of anything to do."
"Why don't you think of something, Foaly?" suggested Trouble.
"Oh, don't you get mouthy with me. I'm the leader here. What I say goes. Now shut up, elf boy."
"Yessir."
"…Well, if no one can think of anything—"
"I know!" shouted Juliet. "Let's paint each other's nails!!"
"…As I was saying, if no one can think of anything, I guess we'll just have to kick people in the shins. Good suggestion, Grub."
"Thanks, Mr. Foaly."
"What with the Mr.?" asked Trouble.
"I have trained him well," replied Foaly, then he kicked Trouble in the shin with his hoof. Trouble was knocked out cold. An ambulance appeared out of nowhere and took him away on a stretcher.
"Whoops," said Foaly.
Well, there you go. I tried. Leave a review, pretty please ;)
The Insane Lugian