Artemis Fowl Jr. readjusted his necktie. He shuffled his feet. Glancing down at his watch; 4:50 PM.

"She's late," He had been waiting for Opal 50 minutes already. "Reminds me of our first date", He recalled the evening he had spent with Opal back in his college days, an evening that he had spent quite a while waiting. In fact, he had spent such a long time waiting that the Lower Elements Police had been prompted to ask if he was facing any issues. I cheerful shout brought his thoughts to a stop.

"Arty!" The figure of a short pixie bouncing towards him brought a smile to his face.

"And the princess finally arrives."

"I must apologize. I spent a great deal of time making myself presentable."

"No issues there. I also arrived late myself. I've only been waiting for less than five minutes."

"I'm glad it worked out!" Opal's smile grew even wider. Her eyes twinkled with a look of innocence unbefitting of her calculating personality.

"Shall we go then?"

"We shall."

There are many ways a couple can go on a date. Perhaps an amusement park, a movie theater, or a restaurant would all be ideal places. But for Opal and Artemis, a date meant something a little different…

"We should cut the funds for manufacturing and focus more on research and development," Artemis stared intently at the statistics shown on his computer.

"Foamy wouldsh definiteshy lie dat."

"Opal, you know I can't understand you when you have truffles stuffed in your mouth. You should also know that having a foreign object inside your mouth affects your speech." Opal swallowed the chocolate in her mouth and turned her eyes to Artemis. More specifically, a spot on the lower half of Artemis.

"You're right, I have experience in how foreign objects can affect my speech. Like your…"

"Don't. Finish. That. Sentence." Artemis blushed.

"Alright," Opal giggled, knowing that she got into his mind. "But in all honesty, you're right. We should cut the funds on manufacturing."

The two of them were sitting on a couch. Behind them, a giant fridge and a kitchen area could be seen. To the front of them was a TV that neither bothered to use. Opal stretched like a cat and rested her head on Artemis' lap.

"Have you realized?" Opal questioned.

"Realize what?"

"That 98.2% of our dates are work related?"

"Yes."

"We should spend some time elsewhere."

"Yes."

"Are you listening?"

"Yes."

"How does going to the surface world sound."

"Great."

"We should take over the world."

"We should." Artemis paused after saying that, then addressed Opal's former statement. "I thought we already did that last week."

"That was an economic take over! I want a hostile takeover!"

"Fine…Just allow me one moment to buy out this competitor of ours." Opal stood up and walked to the kitchen. Taking out a glass cup, she poured Artemis some water. Making sure that he wasn't looking, she added in a tiny amount of powder. She then carried it over to Artemis. "Thank you," He took a sip of water. Then, all of a sudden, Opal just looked a bit more beautiful than usual. "You know…we're getting married in a month. There's no reason for you to use this drug anymore."

"I know, but it wouldn't hurt for you to experience elevated levels of affection for me."

"Ah, can't argue with that."

(Holly)

Life was boring for Commander Holly Short. She missed the days of flying on the surface world, capturing criminals, and being in the center of the action. Her current lifestyle involved her fighting paperwork day and night instead of actual combat. After the peaceful retire of Commander Julius Root, she was appointed to become the commander.

"Commander!" A voice came from outside.

"Enter, Private Cudgeon." With a sigh, Commander Short attempted to melt into her chair. She was sure that Cudgeon was here to ramble about how she forgot to do something again. She glanced down at the picture on her desk. A longing feeling suddenly filled her heart. It was a picture of her mother, Artemis, Mrs. Fowl, and herself. She felt more exhaustion upon realizing that it would take her three more days until the weekend. Hopefully, she would be able to enjoy some time with Artemis then.

"Commander! You forgot to promote me again." First things first.

"Cudgeon, you and I both know that the day I promote you will be the day I like Lili Frond."

(Back to Artemis)

"Is it really necessary to celebrate little Poppy's birthday?" A pixie whined.

"Yes, it is. And please refrain from calling her that when she's present. You and I both know that annoys her."

"But…It's fun!"

"…Okay" Artemis kept walking, ignoring the pixie trailing behind.

"Why do I have to get her a present?"

"Because it's her birthday." Artemis took a look at the shelf. 'Maybe she'd like a Neutrino 3000, but the doubledex wings also look nice'

"Can't we just ignore her and take a trip to the surface world? How about China? Maybe Paris? I could do with the US."

"Opal…you're a genius."

"Thanks…what brought this on."

"I know the perfect gift for Holly."

"And that is?"

"A trip to the surface world!" Artemis smirked, quite fond of his own idea.

"Arty…We need to have a talk…"