AN/: All right, this idea just randomly popped into my head, because I love puppies. It takes place between books #1 and #2—so he's twelve or thirteen years old. I'm not planning on making this a very long story, maybe 3-5 chapters with an epilogue. So, now that you're done listening to me rant, enjoy the story :)

Disclaimer-I don't own anything here

Artemis Fowl the Second did not have many friends. In fact, despite Butler and Juliet, he didn't have any friends. After all, who needs friends when you're the world's youngest criminal mastermind?

Every since his mother's return to sanity, Artemis had been forced to go to school. School. Him, Artemis Fowl, evil genius, attending an actual school. With actual children. Sitting in an actual classroom. The horror! Can you imagine?

This is why Artemis was ecstatic when it was time for the summer holidays. At last freedom!

Juliet came to pick him up. She was all excited about how she finally got her driver's license. Artemis pretended to listen to her gloat, but in reality, he was thinking about much bigger things. He has less than three months to catch up on research. His father was out there somewhere. Alive. Artemis could feel it. And he was determine to get him back, no mater what. Because he would find him. He would.

Two and a half hours later they arrived at Fowl Manor. And Artemis had an odd feeling someone was watching him. He tried to shake it off. The idea was preposterous! Who would be mad enough to try to sneak into Fowl Manor? The castle may have been old, but it was installed with the newest, most sophisticated, and most expensive alarm system in all of Ireland. No human with the slightest bit of sanity would-wait a minute… Artemis felt a lump in his throat. What if it wasn't a human? Several months ago, Artemis kidnapped Officer Holly Short from the LEP, a fairy police force. Artemis had tracked them down don by translating the fairy Bible. He managed to actually trick the LEP into getting their gold. But in the end, he returned half of it to Holly, in exchange for her helping his mother.

Could it be true? Was the LEP still following him? He had won the gold. Fair and square. Their Bible said so, that if a human managed to successfully con them of their gold, then he could keep it.

"Well?" Juliet said impatiently. "Are you coming or not?"

Artemis had forgotten that he was still sitting in the limo. He got out of the vehicle and looked behind him, just to be sure. He didn't see anyone, so it was most likely nothing. Yes, that's it, Artemis thought, it was probably nothing.

As it turned out, Artemis was right about it not being a human that was following him, but it was no fairy either.

Mrs. Fowl and Butler weren't home. They had gone out shopping for the evening—or, Mrs. Fowl was shopping, Butler was carrying all the bags. Artemis was on his laptop on the second floor. Juliet was watching wrestling on TV two floors up.

There was a sort of scratching sound at the door.

"Juliet, can you get that?" called Artemis.

"Sure, I'll get it," she muttered, "I am a lot closer to it."

Juliet opened the door. Nothing.

"Hello?" she asked, confused.

WOOF!

"Oh…my…lord…" Juliet gasped. "Artemis, get down here!"

"What is it, Juliet?" asked Artemis, once he arrived. He glanced down to see what Juliet was looking at, and standing in front of the door was a dog; a golden retriever, Artemis suspected. It stood there, staring at them, wagging its tail madly.

"So?" Artemis asked. "It's just a dog, what's you point?"

"He's SO CUTE!" Juliet squealed, petting the dog. It jumped up and licked her face. Normally, if anybody got this close to her, she would punch them. But instead, she hugged the dog. "Aw! He likes me!" she exclaimed. "We can't just leave him here! The poor thing. Doggies need love."

"No, it is not our dog, therefore, not our responsibility. It can find its own way home."

"But what if he doesn't have a home? What if he's a stray? Come on, Artemis, can we just keep him for one night? Please?"

Artemis glanced back at the animal. Its fur was extremely filthy, and heavily matted; on top of that, the dog looked starving. You could literally see its ribs sticking out, a gruesome sight. Most likely it hadn't had a proper meal in days, or weeks. Artemis couldn't help but feel the slightest bit of pity for the dog. "Fine," he said, trying to keep his face expressionless, "he can stay for one night, and one night only. Is that understood?"

But Juliet wasn't paying attention, she was too busy happy-dancing. "Okay. Yeah, sure. Whatever."

Artemis sighed. What have I done? He thought miserably.

I'm sorry if they're OOC, I've only read books one and two, and am only on like the third chapter of book #3. I really want to know what people think of this. This is my first Artemis Fowl fanfic, and to get some feedback would be great. So please review!