Mayhem surrounded him. Lights dazzled throughout the stadium. Cheers echoed through the open space.
Yes, Artemis Fowl was at a rock concert.
But he was there for one reason and one reason only.
No. 1 wanted to finally experience the mud society's pop culture. He had been begging Artemis for months now, until he came up with the brilliant idea to threaten Artemis with his warlock demon powers. So here he was now, feeling the vibrations through his body, and barely seeing the stage though all those mud people. This was what it was like. And he loved every bit of it. But he never could quite figure out why the mud people spent so much time on entertainment when there was lots of environmental work to be done.
But you ask, "How ever could a warlock demon pass inconspicuous in a crowd like this?" Well then, you might want to say "Thank you," to a very unappreciated centaur genius. The one and only; Foaly. Foaly had created a serum to change any fairy into a mud person. Now, No. 1 had dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes.
And, of course, with Artemis' luck, it had rained.
Which led to a series of unlucky events.
For starters, the lead singer slipped and fell onto a hot dog stand.
Then, the hot dog seller was so astonished that he bumped into an ice cream truck.
The ice cream truck driver jerked forward and his foot landed on the gas peddle.
The ice cream truck hurdled at a woman and her dog, sending them running in different directions.
The dog ran into a chicken booth.
The manager of the chicken booth, coincidentally, was roasting a chicken, and sent it flying into the air.
And, finally, the chicken landed on Artemis' head.
This, here, concludes the most spontaneous day of Artemis Fowl's entire life.
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