A/N: hello again! Second chapter is up! I hope you all like it… by the way; can someone please tell me what OOC means? What with me having only joined, like, a week ago… I figured everything else out, but that just discombobulated me…
Disclaimer: I dont own Artemis Fowl, or characters, etc, etc...
Artemis, Holly and Juliet filed into the room, where Commander Trouble Kelp and Wing Commander Vinyáya were waiting for them. To the side was a disconcertingly life-like projection of Foaly. He was eating a carrot.
It had been explained to them in the shuttle on the way down that Foaly wouldn't be able to see them in person, as the council had all but locked him in the ops booth to work on the satellite issue.
"Glad to see that you're working hard at saving the world" said Artemis dryly.
Foaly whinnied, and shoved the rest of the carrot into his mouth.
"Well, now that the happy couple has arrived, we can get started," he said, spraying little bits of 3D carrot everywhere, and ignoring the glares he was getting from Holly and Artemis.
"We are not-" they said in unison, before realising that everyone in the room was trying very hard not to laugh, save Foaly who was practically in stitches. They glared at him until he had recovered enough to ask; "Where's Butler?"
"I'm here." Said Juliet, covering her desire to laugh by getting annoyed instead. "If you're talking about Dom, we left him at Fowl manor to take care of the twins until Mr and Mrs Fowl get back from America."
Suddenly, Trouble coughed. "Can I be excused?" he asked, with a certain degree of embarrassment, and then made his way to the men's room.
"Just start without him, Foaly. He's heard it all before, and if we don't get started soon, we'll be here til' Christmas." said Vinyáya.
"Ok then…" Foaly switched to lecture mode. "Now, I'm sure you've heard about the recent troubles with the satellites. One by one, they've all been disappearing…" he paused for effect. "Including ours."
"Do we know who's doing this?" asked Artemis, as calm as always. "It can't be humans, as I'm assuming your satellites are shielded…?"
"Of course our satellites are shielded! But it can't be one of the People, either. I'm sure we would have found out if it was. We don't even have the technology to get a shuttle to the satellites without being seen."
"Then who – or what – could it be?" asked Holly. This was getting more serious by the minute.
"Ummm… well… this is going to sound pretty stupid…" Foaly shifted uncomfortably.
"Go on." Artemis prompted.
Foaly took a deep breath, as if to steady himself.
"We think it might be aliens." He said, and would have continued if not for the fact that at that moment, a strange light filled the room, and everyone disappeared, leaving only the flickering projection of a very bemused-looking centaur.
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