I should probably warn you, serious insanity ahead. Read at your own risk.
Artemis frowned at the letter in front of him. It read:
Dear Artemis,
I don't suppose you can suggest a way to annoy Mulch? He's being stupid again, and I want to GET. HIM. BACK.
Sincerely,
Holly
No, he wouldn't do it. Holly couldn't make him. It was childish.
Still, though…
The boy genius sighed. Oh well. He was bored, anyway. This would help pass the time.
Artemis began to write…
Dear Holly,
Here is what I suggest: Lock him in a prison cell – make sure it has a built-in loudspeaker – and I will lecture him on a boring subject. Geometry, perhaps? I have always found the class sleep-inducing.
Sincerely,
Artemis
Well, what do you think? It wasn't boring, I hope? I might decide to continue this.