A/N: Thank you, all my readers! also...

disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl, or anything associated with him, exempting this fanfiction.

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"There is a perk to being a major," said Root. "Sometimes, just to relieve the boredom, you can give yourself an assignment. Something on the surface. In Hawaii, maybe, or New Zealand." (TOD)

Without warning, Holly remembered the words of her commander. She'd been promoted to major in Section 8 about a month or so ago, and felt the need for a vacation. All these major responsibilities (no pun intended) really took it out of a girl. (A/N: This seems to be Holly's favorite phrase, aside from "D'Arvit, Mudboy!" in the books. I've seen it several times, but I can only find it once, now that I look for it. :( oh well, that's what I get for being cheap, and only owning a couple of the books. ^^)

She smirked. She had to preform the ritual soon, anyway, so maybe it was time for the LEP's favorite mudboy to receive a surprise visit. She got up from her desk and began to walk over to Foaly.

"So, you've put yourself on an assignment? Where'd you get that idea?" Foaly chuckled inside his office.

"Beetroot," She said, a faraway look in her eyes that quickly vanished. Foaly glanced at her before going back to finding her iris-cam. "Where is that D'Arviting... " He turned suddenly and galloped to his desk. He reached under, to grab a box clearly labeled "RECON: Holly Short"

"You kept all of my things in a separate box?"

Foaly blushed. "I just... " he cleared his throat. "I put it aside while you were, you know..." he trailed off, embarrassed.

Holly nodded. "This way, it's easier to find."

"By the way," Foaly asked, giving a quick spin on his modified swivel chair, "What's so important that you need to find in Ireland, anyway?" Holly merely glanced at her friend, a skeptical look on her face.

"I'm not sure. I do know, however, that I will find out."

"It isn't Fowl, is it?" Foaly frowned, and stopped spinning in order to face her.

"He didn't put me up to anything. Besides, top secret. You don't have security clearance." Holly said defensively, though she knew that in reality she was ordering herself on vacation. No secret, no need for clearance.

"Fine." Foaly whinneyed. "But you'll tell me all about it when you get back, right?" His face had a pleading quality the Mudmen called a "puppy-dog pout."

Holly laughed. "Of course. If you're lucky, you might also get a carrot."

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sorry this chapter is mostly fluff, but I decided it was unfair to leave you with 2 paragraphs and a quote. Also, I needed a valid reason to get Holly out of Haven. ^^

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