A/N: This takes place after Artemis came back from time travel. I know that theres a differnet plot to book 6 but i can have my own litte word can't I?

The characters don't belong to me (well duhi) but the plot does. PLZ COMMENT and find any thing wrong with it

"What are you thinking Artemis," asked his giant bodyguard Butler.

"A lot of things old friend," said the Irish youth. Artemis Fowl was no ordinary 15 year old teenager. Not many teenagers were ranked one of the smartest people in Europe, steal money from other accounts, discover fairies are real and time travel. Artemis had just recently come back from his "3 year long" journey. Of course, to him, it was only last week. As he, No1, Qwan and Holly traveled to Hybras, they were in there to the equivalent of 3 years on Earth.

"I still have this blasted puberty for one thing," said the young heir, rubbing his temples. "Minerva's just gotten more…What's the word I'm looking for?"

"Attractive?" Butler lifted one bushy eyebrow and tried to hide the smirk in his voice. He didn't succeed.

Artemis gave him a dark look. "Yes. I can't stop thinking about her. It's really amazing how one person can derail one others thoughts and not even mean to."

Butler choose to not say anything. His young charge just looked out the window, most likely thinking of Minerva.

Butler and Minerva had become close friends during Artemis' disappearance. She had talked endlessly about him, and Artemis knew that. He had felt attracted to her before he had left and now seeing her at 15 years old and more mature, it just made him go crazy over her even more. Artemis had been asking a lot of questions, much to Butler's annoyance, about her. What she did, if she liked things he likes, her education if various fields and so on. Artemis had been burning to ask the question of if she ever talked about boys she liked to Butler, or if she had ever dated during his absence.

"You know, you speak a lot about her Artemis," said Juliet, who just walked into the room they were both sitting in. "It's almost exactly what she did." She giggled at Artemis' look. He actually looked like a 15 year old love struck puppy. Something she had always wanted to see.

"She didn't only speak about me of course," He said trying to hide his embarrassment. "She could've talked about other things."

"Don't get me started," Butler said as Juliet sat down. "Of course, some of it you may want to hear."

That grabbed Artemis' attention. "Such as?"

Juliet threw a funny look at her brother and continued, "Jason Morrison."

Artemis' stomach filled with dread and did a back flip. He tried to conceal it. "What about him?"

"She always compared you to him. It was quite irritating frankly," said Butler. "She hated him. Always said, 'Well I'm sure Artemis would never such acts as that. He's a better person then Jason would be.'" Butler even added the high pitch voice effect.

Artemis had started to blush and turned his head back to the window so they couldn't see his face, "That doesn't mean anything."

Juliet sighed and got up. "You really should read between the lines Artemis. She likes you. Make a move."

"Oh that will really boost my confidence coming from someone who had never made the first move. They boy has to do it?" said Artemis, still not turning his face around.

"Yes," said Butler and Juliet simultaneously. Artemis sighed. He knew he should and that there was a high probability that she did like him. He was just new to everything. He has never felt this way to a girl before.

"Artemis! Dinner is ready," said his mother, Angeline Fowl, from the kitchen.

"Ok!"

He stood up from the chair he was sitting on, watching his 2 year old twin bothers, Becket and Miles, in their playpen. He walked over and picked Miles up while his father, Artemis Fowl the First, picked up Becket.

"Is it fun having new brothers, Artemis?" said his father.

"Fun as in having them drool all over you?" said the teenager rolling his eyes with a smile.

"Their two. They'll get better. They have a lot of personality you did when you were two. Not the genius personality though," said Artemis Senior.

"Really? How so?" Artemis Junior said. He never gave thought to the fact that two year olds could have personality.

"Well, they are very picky about what they eat. It was so hard finding something you liked. You hated Butler's cooking before. I believe you got a taste for it around 3 years old I think."

"I hated it?" It was hard for Artemis to believe. When ever Butler cooked, he was always looking forward to it. Even though he would never admit it but, he likes Butler's cooking better then anyone else's.

"Oh yeah," said Butler, walking into the dinning room. You would always spit up what ever was given to you when I made it. You liked your mothers better at that time." He set down a plate that was filled with food. "Your poor mother has to make everything right now," he said with a wink. To Artemis, Butler seemed happy he didn't have to cook. He had that burden for about 12 years of his life. It seemed nice to hand it over to someone else for a while.

"Oh yes, poor me," said a flustered voice. "Slaving over a hot stove for my family." Angeline walked in with little beads of sweat on top her face. "I am very glad Juliet can help this time around. As if on cue, Juliet walked in holding another plate of food.

"I aim to please."

That dinner went by as normal as can be. Of course, what is normal for the Fowl family? Artemis had decided that he couldn't keep his secret from his parents. He didn't tell them the whole story of course but just the major details. His parents had tried to accept it. They tried to make it seem like it was just fact and can't help that. They had asked many questions about Holly, much to Artemis' irritation. They wanted to meet her. They knew that they couldn't give away to Foaly that they knew. Artemis had to convince her to not tell him. That would be the easy part. The hard part would be actually keeping it from him.

Soon the fairy communicator that Artemis still had went off. He didn't bother keeping it on silent in the house anymore.

"Hello?" he said into the microphone.

"Artemis, I can't go up. The Ruling won't let me. They want to make sure that I'm stable or some other nonsense," said Holly. Her face was clearly visible and clearly irritated.

"It's quite alright Holly." Artemis glanced up. "This will suffice I suppose." He stood up and sat between his parents, still holding the communicator. "Holly, you of course have seen my parents. Um, this is Holly," he said looking at his parents.

His parents just blinked. His father had managed a hello and is mother just smiled.

"It's nice to finally meet you," said his mother. "I've heard a lot about you."

Holly blushed. "I thank you. And you too Mr. Fowl." She said acknowledging his father.

He didn't say anything. He looked like he was going to pass out if anything.

"Artemis, I need to speak with you though. Privately if that's alright." She looked anxious.

"Excuse me," he said and got up. He walked to another room.

"What is it Holly?"

"You're not going to like this," she said with sadness written on her face. A tear slide from her eye as she told Artemis everything.