TALES OF ROMANCE by Foaly (The novel is the part in italics)

Chapter 1

Author's Note: I am not responsible for loss of life, injury or damage caused by copy of this novel. If you have any complaints surrounding the content of my novel, please send your complaint via laser-script to the LEP incinerator.


The sun was sinking beyond the white cliffs of Dover, the red tinged sky slowly turning black like a dying flame in a hearth. The two lovers sat arm in arm on the edge of the cliff as if there were no worries left in the world. The female tossed her golden head towards the ocean, her blond curls waving in the cool breeze. The wind ruffled the boy's hair much in the way that a doting grandfather does to his grandson. The trees swayed gently, their fingers grasping for the heavens.

"Arty," whispered the girl, her voice sounding to the boy like angels, "must we leave so soon? I'm sure my father would not mind us being a little bit late for the ball." Artemis turned to face her, his breath cool on her skin.

"Of course Minerva, we will stay as long as it pleases you," he replied. Minerva smiled warmly, gently placing her hand in his. Artemis obliged and curled his fingers round her delicate wrist. They glanced out to the ocean where the lights were dimming, the emerald waves rolling across the sea.

"Did I ever tell you how much I love your hair?" Artemis sighed, looking lovingly at the pretty French girl.

"Yes, many times Arty, but I am sure that I haven't told you how much your eyes look like the ocean below us," she said smiling at him, Artemis smiled back then smirked.

"No, one of my eyes Minnie, only one, my other matches the bark on the trees and the colour of melted chocolate. Do you not like that eye?" he asked. "For that one is my favourite, gentle and welcoming unlike my cold and jeering other."

Minerva chuckled lightly. "Of course I like it Arty, but I also know that it is not yours so to speak and it belongs to an elf whom has saved your life many a time."

Artemis grinned and his eyes softened as he leant closer and closer...


"STOP! STOP!" Holly cried, turning to face the smirking centaur. "Foaly, this is just ridiculous! How do you think anyone likes this rubbish?"

Foaly was mortally offended, "Goodness Holly, I put a lot of effort into this novel!" He turned the laptop he was reading to her, showing Holly the words, 'by Foaly', typed in large letters at the top of the screen.

Holly laughed coldly, "Effort! You must be having a laugh!"

"But..."

"Artemis and Minerva my helmet!" Holly exclaimed, "I can't believe you dragged me here to read me this! You made me miss out on my mission just to hear this rubbish!"

Foaly put down his laptop, "If you find my story so bad, you could help me finish it!" he suggested, a smile appearing on his sullen face.

"Okay then," Holly answered. "First, make the next part more interesting."

"Holly!" Foaly exclaimed. "Kissing is romantic enough! I don't believe you are suggesting that!"

Holly looked alarmed, "No Foaly! I mean 'interesting' as in Artemis hurting Minerva!"

Foaly grinned at the idea, "Perfect! I never knew you were able to come up with ideas that good!"

Foaly picked up the laptop and began to type the rest of the novel. When he finished he looked up at Holly. "Holly," he asked, "just wondering, are you in love with-"

"No!"

"Are you really?"

"No!"

"Have you-"

"No!"

"Do you-"

"NO!"

Foaly chuckled, "Thanks Holly! I didn't think you'd give anyone three months of your pay check. That's very kind of you."

"D'Arvit!" Holly swore.

"I guess you would like me to start part two of my brilliant novel," Foaly said.

"Oh yes, it is sooo clever," Holly answered sarcastically, rolling her eyes.


Artemis grinned and his eyes softened as he leant closer and closer. And there, just as the sun was right in front of them, Artemis pushed Minerva off the side of the cliff. She screamed as she gracefully fell into the icy waters below. With one last squeal she disappeared with a large splash. Artemis smirked evilly as the ripples faded away.


Holly finally managed her laughter.

"Much better," she choked doubling over in another laughing fit. Finally she regained composure and turned on her heel and left the booth. Foaly sat for a moment drinking in the feeling of success. Something he had felt many times and gloried in it. Now it was time for a bit more fun with his friends...


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-Captain Short