Ok heres the problem, I lost my copy of Arctic Incident. And in all honesty Im WAY to lazy to go buy a new one. So Im gonna try to wright this completely by memory and that is not an easy thing to do. So please don't flame and seriously my apologies for not writing this in FOREVER!
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Artemis rather enjoyed these session with his therapist. And not for the reasons most therapist seeing people did. He loved making them squirm more than anything in the world, seeing them try to puzzle out the inner workings of his intelligent mind desperate on solving the puzzle that was Artemis Fowl Jr.
"Artemis is there anything you would like to talk about" the young female asked.
He made his face take on a look of profound sorrow. "Actually Marjorie there is"
Her previously downcast face lit up. "Really! That's great what would you like to talk about Artemis.
"Well" He replied morosely "I just cant seem to get this nasty crick in my neck out could you possibly recommend a chiropractor"
Her face began to turn a nasty shade of red, and then purple. "You are the meanest little boy Ive ever had the trouble of meeting!"
"Sticks and stones Marjorie. Sticks and stones."
She walked out of the dark office and slammed the door on her way out. He wasn't sorry for what he had did, his newly recovered mother had payed threw the teeth with fairy gold money to get him this sixth therapist. It was probably the reason she was wearing Gucci shoes and a new Rolex. So he calmly sat in the dark office on the leather chair that his money had bought and waited for his sister to come into the room to scold him on his manners.
Not a minute later she did just that. Pushing open the door slowly she slid gracefully into the room, he didn't know how she did that he had always been clumsy. With her black form fitting jeans and a white t-shirt with the phrase "You see splatters I see art" accompanied of course with a bunch of paint splatters decorating it, not to mention her strawberry blonde hair and attractive form, she was always pursued by a number of young gentleman of which he did not approve of.
"Artemis, why do you always have to be such a bother" She asked plopping down in a chair beside him.
"Why what do you mean sister" he asked back innocently.
She smiled and her perfectly white teeth shone out at him, "Well I mean that's the sixth therapist that mother had wasted our hard earned money on and Im beginning to think that if you arnt miraculously cured soon we arnt going to have enough money to find father."
"Don't worry about it soon we will be free from the despicable school and then we can set about finding our father."
Her smile turned into a frown. "Arty Im worried about you"
He sighed dramatically.
"Seriously Artemis you never go anywhere, see anyone, your like a recluse"
"Em a professional therapist cant cure me, and I know your smarter than they are but I don't think you can either"
"I guess in the end its your choice Artemis" She replied pouting.
"Yes Em it is"
They sat in silence for a minute but nothing could keep Emily down for long and soon her face lit up. "At least we get to go on our special "trip" tonight." She giggled.
This even brought a ghost of a smile to Artemis's eyes. "Oh yes I really cant wait.
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Ok if anyone can remember the city they go to PLEASE put it into a review because for the life of me I cant remember, besides that R&R PEEPS Peace out!