Finding Release… and a different room.
Summary- I don't do smut, so no matter how suss it seems to you, its all in your mind. Which means that you have a suss mind if you suspect me of anything suss.
Plot destroyer- (don't read this if you like suspense) – Artemis has stolen a Moonbelt from Holly. He tested it and tried to figure out it's mechanisms. I say tried because he actually figured everything out, except for the clasp that released the belt. So the title should really be "finding the release"…
Also, if this offends some vision of the characters, their lives or their romances, please just PM or click the little Review button down there. Also also, my sense of humour is warped, and so is known to annoy some. Here's a timesaving and easy solution: ignore me. It's easy enough. Besides, i picked the name CraZYdUCKIE for a reason you know.
Artemis groaned and pulled. It was extremely embarrassing for a genius of his stature to be caught in this position, but nevertheless, that is what he unfortunately proceeded to do. For it was at that moment he let out a yell of frustration. And it was this yell that summoned Holly to his aid.
She raced up the stairs and burst into his bedroom. After analysing the situation, she slowly lowered the Neutrino and began to chuckle softly.
"Poor little Artemis. Need some help, do we?"
Artemis simply looked at her with those large pleading puppy- dog eyes. Holly grinned and raised he gun again. "There is another way…"
"Please, Holly. I require assistance, and pointing your weapon at me is not going to help."
Our favourite spunky and funky LEP Captain simply sighed happily and focused the beam.
"Holly NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The cheerful elf grinned at her favourite Mud Boy before helping him gather up the remnants of her Moonbelt. "Did you really have to blast it? I was so looking forward to making one of my own, but I needed a working model…"
"You shouldn't have any of my property anyway", Holly pointed out.
"What's your point? Should you be above ground?"
"OK, OK." Holly conceded. "But you owe me one."
"One what?"
"One of these" And with that, Holly leaned forward and put her nose within an inch of Artemis'. Then, her voice layered with the Mesmer, she asked him to do her a favour…
The next day, Artemis awoke in his bed at the ungodly hour of three o'clock. Everything seemed alright so far…
"OH GOD!" His cry rocked the manor.
Juliet grinned and returned to the TV. After all, it wasn't her fault. He had actually asked her to do up his room, and his wardrobe, and his study, and his desk, and his EVERYTHING. It wasn't her fault that her first preference for him was pink plush and sequined silk.
