The Adventures of Prince Arty and JB: How the Goblins Tried to Steal Christmas
By: Forgotten Sunrise
AN: So after all this time on , I have NEVER posted a holiday story! So I decided that it was high time I did so! It may seem rather silly, but I loved writing and playing with this one. And I think the idea is rather sweet! I would like to mention however, that I came up with this idea long BEFORE Disney (I think it's Disney at any rate) announced the premiere of the movie Bedtime Stories. So they got the idea from me.
Disclaimer: I own really little actually, so sue me.
Chapter 1:
Once upon a time, Master Artemis Fowl the Second found himself squashed in between his two younger brothers in a very peculiar situation. A genius he may be, but a storyteller he was not. That was job for either his mother or Juliet-normally the latter. But when his mother had to leave to go chair a humanitarian committee in Switzerland and his father and Butler had to finish off a business deal in Italy, Artemis and Juliet were left to care for the house and the twins. But sadly, Juliet soon began to feel ill shortly after the Fowls parting, and her conditions were deteriorating rapidly.
"Really Artemis," Juliet stated in the matter-of-fact tone she always used when she was just being stubborn "I have felt worst. A lot worst. So would you please stop your fussing and just go to your room?"
She looked awful though. Her normally neat hair was all in a tussle, her once vibrant blue eyes were dullish in tone with light purple bruise under them and her cheeks were a fleshy red. Her voice was nasally and strained and every movement she made seemed to exhaust a huge amount of energy from her.
"Really Juliet, this is beyond ridiculous now. I hope you realize that my potential strength is no where near what is needed to carry you upstairs to your room once you faint form fatigue."
Juliet recoiled just a bit after hearing that.
"I'm not going to faint"
"Yes you will."
"No I wo-" Juliet's face began to scrunch up as she desperately tried to stop the inevitable. Her hand flew to her mouth and all colour began to drain from her cheeks as her eyes widen. Several seconds later, she darted past Artemis, pushing him out the way and made a bee line to the bath room door. Not bothering to close it behind her, she grasped unto the edge of the bath tub and hurled.
Artemis was quick behind her and he kindly held her long hair out of her face.
"I will not have you running around the manor in this state. The next time your body feels the need to expel something, a bathroom may not be in reach. Besides, Beckett and Myles are still young, so I really don't want them catching what you have."
Juliet nodded and wiped her mouth with a hot towel.
"Yah, yah yah, you told me so…" she grumbled, but she knew he was right. "I guess you guys will be fine without me for one night…and everything is just about done so the only thing that is left is the bed time story. Now Artemis it is very important that you get them to fall asleep by eight thirty. Anytime after that and they just won't go to sleep. Think you can handle it?"
Artemis gave her a slight chuckle.
"It's just a bed time story Juliet. How hard can it be?"
This is how Artemis found himself in his bed between his two younger siblings who were both screaming and wiggling at his side.
"I want to hear Animal Farm!" Myles protest.
"I wanna hear Goldie Locks!" Beckett threw an equally as big fit.
"Now, now boys, we must find something that we agree on to read."
"But Simpleton only wants to hear kiddy stuff! I need to listen to something more mature, something with a real plot. Not some crap that is only field with stupid morals." Little Myles said with his arms around his chest.
"But Arty! Myles only wants to listen to suff that I don't understand! And that get's boring!" Beckett huffed.
Artemis sighed. He had been in bed with them for over an hour and he still had began a story. He looked over at his bedside clock to check the time. 7:58 . He needed to get them to bed, and fast.
"Well, how about I make up a story that has a real plot and is something that Beckett can understand? How would you two like that?"
"Okay!" they both jumped in unison and sat up against the pillows.
Artemis really hadn't a clue what he was doing. He knew that there was an art to story telling, but he didn't have time to research it. He was a phenomenal lair though, so he was just going to have to wing it.
"Okay the, let's begin"
Once upon a time there lived a wealthy, intelligent prince who lived in a beautiful castle-
"Made out of Play-Doh?" Beckett beam.
Artemis sighed. Really? A beautiful castle that was made out of Play-Doh?
"Oh, Oh! and it should take place at Christmas time!! So every body can be in a Yule-tide sprit!" Myles add"
Alight then, I shall start again"
Once upon a Christmas time lived a prince
"Prince Arty!" Beckett yelled. Artemis suppressed a roll of his eyes but went with it.
Once upon a Christmas time, a wealthy, intelligent prince named Arty lived in a beautiful castle made of Play-Doh in a distant land named-
"Europa! It's the ice moon of Jupiter!"
Europa was once a gorgeous land with people migrating there by the thousands every Christmas time just so they can see the pretty light and tinsel. But this Christmas time wasn't the same. You see, Prince Arty may have been very intelligent, but he was just but a young boy and knew little about the Goblin people. So this Christmas time, the Goblin people decided to attack the kingdom of Europa, setting all the trees ablaze and smashed every blub insight. Needles to say, the people of Europa were very sadden by this and cried out to their prince for help. Helpless and scared, Prince Arty went to consult the Oracle of-
"Shooting Stars" Beckett said sleepily.
To see what he should do. He got down on his knees and pleaded to the Oracle of Shooting Stars, begging for help, and luckily the Oracle agreed.
"I shall bring to you a powerful witch who's powers are equal to that of the Goblin king's. Together you will fight side by side to defeat the Goblin king and obtain the Crown of Glory that will keep you people safe for ever and….
And the two boys had finally drifted off. With only three minutes to spare as well! Sadly, they had fallen asleep in his bed. It was a California King sizes bed but still… he liked his space. He looked down at the two sleep boys and all animosity quickly melted away however. Those two little bratty children lying on either side of him were chemical closer to him then anything in the world and he soon realized that there wasn't much he wouldn't do for them.
Awww! brotherly lovin! Please let me know what you think!