A/N: hi!! This is my first Artemis Fowl fic and I'm not quite sure if this foolish and silly story of mine will give you pleasure. I'm trying to stay the characters in their respective characters. (I don't like oocness that much, though I appreciate some fanfics that feature ooc) Please forgive me if my story has wrong grammar or spelling. Well…read on! Please be reminded that this story takes place after TLC.

Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl even though I wish to. (-)

"Love is nothing but like a bittersweet chocolate…"

The Aurum Restaurant, near Redwood College, Ireland

A seventeen year-old man walked gracefully through the expensive, well-lit restaurant. His big bodyguard, although he seems too old to be one, followed him swiftly. Young girls from other tables started whispering to each other, noticing how handsome and beautiful the Irish teenager is, but they stopped when the Eurasian bodyguard glared at them for an instant. The two odd customers finally reached their table.

"How are you, Arty? You look so tired. I shouldn't have arranged this dinner tonight." Angeline Fowl worriedly asked.

"No need to worry about, Mother. I'm perfectly fine." Artemis gently replied.

"Come, on. Sit down." Artemis Fowl Sr. offered.

Artemis and Butler sat down, looking at Mr. and Mrs. Fowl and the twins. Myles had been busy biting his bib while Beckett was contented drinking his milk.

"Artemis, we need to talk about something important."

"Yes, Father. And-?"

"And your father and I realized that we almost took your childhood away so we decided to make it up to you."

Artemis stiffened from his sit. 'They didn't take my childhood away…in fact, I enjoyed It.' he thought. He didn't expect this.

"Mother, you didn't take my childhood away. I am just irregularly mature for my age which, I consider, an advantage."

"That's exactly my point, Arty. You are too mature. You need to become a normal child. But then, you believe in fairies…" His mother answered.

"So we came up with a plan that will surely make you feel the life of a normal teenager. It will also make you spend time with your brothers." His father continued.

The young man doesn't know how to feel about this because he hated the fact that he is a big brother now. It's been just a few weeks after he came from the time tunnel. But of course, he still cares for the twins.

"And what activity is th—"

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Fowl! Oh, Hello there, Myles and Beckett!" The almost-running, strange, panicky girl greeted them by surprise.

The world's most cunning criminal mastermind glared at her. He hates being interrupted. The two-year old twins had the opposite reaction. They smiled at the brown-haired girl. Butler knew that he was supposed to be alerted, but eventually he was not. He knew this girl, and unfortunately for Artemis, he knew nothing about what was going to happen.

"Arty, dear, this is Miss Shannen Rewelf (last name pronounced as ri-wolf). She is the ex-babysitter of the twins." Mrs. Fowl broke the tension.

"I'm so sorry." She bowed down. "I presume you are Mr. Artemis Fowl the Second." She offered a handshake.

Artemis hesitated. He didn't know if he should accept her offer. He turned his head to Butler.

"She is a completely decent person, Sir. She is the babysitter of Myles and Beckett before you were found." Butler said.

Artemis turned to the girl. "I am Master Fowl. And please, next time, come early. I don't want anybody who is lazy and irresponsible taking care of my brothers."

"Artemis, please, not too harsh. I can assure you, she is not lazy and irresponsible. In fact, the twins are quite fond of her." Artemis Sr. informed and reprimanded.

"My apologies, Ms. Rewelf."

'What's up with this vampiric teenager? Why so strict and formal? He is so weird!! Maybe he is from outer space?!!!' Shannen shuddered in thought.

"It is okay, Master Fowl. You can call me Shayne. After all, I am the one who surprised the uh…hell out of you."

Artemis shook her hand. It felt very warm and easy. Then their hands broke off.

"Shayne, dear, you may sit down."

"Thank you, Mrs. Fowl."

"Anyway, Father, before Miss Rewelf interrupted, what activity are you planning to do? And what is she doing here?" Artemis regained his composure immediately.

"Well, Arty, your mother and I decided to make Shayne teach you how to be a proper big brother to your siblings. In short, you are babysitting the twins." Mr. Fowl I explained.

Artemis was stunned. Babysitting his brothers? But why? He knew the Fowls are going straight but why should he do that? He knew this is a psychology procedure. But why can't he give the textbook answer to his parents' plea? 'I must be developing a huge and large mass of conscience by now. I can't even launch the little "game" I was planning to enforce. But that would be worst of me, I can't deceive my parents. But I can't work with this seemingly Eurasian girl.' He thought.

"But Father, I have work to do. I have my college. Please, father. I am not trying to make the wrong impression. And I will surely disturb Miss Rewelf's other businesses."

"We talked to your professors about this. They all agreed to let you out of your school for two and a half months. Shayne is also fine with this." His father replied.

Angeline Fowl smiled at him. Shayne looked at him. His father stared at him. What should he do? He only knew one thing: he needed a plan! He knew his brain wouldn't let him down.

A/N: My sincerest apologies for the short chappie. Please do feel welcome to express your views and opinions. Till then, fellow Artemis Fowl fans!

----wicked-smour