AN: So here's the last chapter! Hope you guys likey =]


Chapter 3

"Sorry if I'm mistaken big brother, but aren't bed time stories meant for bed time?" Myles questioned as he sat on the living room floor and looked up at Artemis.

"Normally, yes. However, I really wanted to wrap this one up, so instead of a lesson on how to order and properly eat sashimi, I'm going to finish the story."

"Oreo's and Play-Doh!" Beckett shouted happily as hip hopped onto his brother lap and hugged him tight.

"Yes Beckett, More 'Oreo's and Play-Doh' to come. Now, if memory serves me right we left of just as genie JB asked Prince Arty to summon an army of only 100 men…"


Three days. Three days and her condition only seemed to worsen dramatically. Her throat was swollen and her breathing was labored. Her face was pale and clammy and her cheeks were sunken in . She looked like the picture of death.

"It's a good thing Artemis called us when he did!" Said a feminine tone genteelly as the women in the room ran a hand down Juliet's cheeks and checked her lymph notes.

"Indeed. A day or two longer and she might have died. This is a very rare human disease…" A man said this time and opened her mouth and took a peek inside. "Not to worry though. Tell young Master Artemis that I'll have Miss Butler back in tip-top shape in no time."

The young woman smiled and tucked a short strand of auburn hair behind her pointed ear.

"Will do, Doc. Will do."


Victory was of the upmost importance for Prince Arty. Christmas must be saved. So he put his trusted in the great genie JB and gathered 100 of his top fighter to fend off the Goblin king and his warriors. The genie lead the Prince and his army across a vast desert-

"Made of Jell-o?" Beckett asked.

A vast desert of Jell-o for two day until they were deep into enemy territory. Burning mistletoe lit the path way of the main street and the glistening smashed glass form Christmas bulbs were scattered everywhere. The scene harden their hearts. Who could be so mean? So cruel as to destroy Christmas? Prince Arty and his men began to storm the city, putting all their fate in the good genie. The warriors fought hard, giving it their all, but the sistion was hopeless. Then suddenly, geine JB made

"Snow!" Myles interrupted.

"I really wasn't thinking about snow but…"

"No silly, it's snowing out side!!!" Beckett cheered! " C'mon let's go play in it Myles!" Beckett jumped off his older brothers lap and raced to the entrance doors.

"Okay!" Myles happily complied and got up from his seat on the floor.

"Beckett, Myles! The story isn't finish yet! Don't you want to know what happens in the end?"

"Artemis, we can't open the door! Make the door open! I wanna play!" Beckett whined as his twin feverishly tried to pull at the door knob. Well that answered his question. Artemis sighed.

"You two put your coats and gloves on first. The snow it cold and you'll freeze." He said as he got up to help them put on their snow gear.

"You know what's werid Artemis?" Myles asked as Artemis help him put on his pea coat.

"What's weird Myles?"

"It's August, and there isn't a could in the sky. How can it be snowing!"

"Who cares!" Beckett shouted as he waited for Artemis to help him with the gloves. "I wanna play!"

Myles smiled some, but still looked a bit troubled.

"Don't worry about it Myles. The snow just came a bit too early." Artemis said, patting is brother on the shoulder and open the door. "Go on now and play."

The twins stamped out the double doors and immediately engaged in a snowball fight. Artemis watched them for a few moments with a smile on his face, then turn to look at a patch of air beside him.

"You ruined my plan Holly. I told you to start the snow after I finished the story. They didn't even see the Christmas tree, or the presents I got for them."

He could hear the elfin women giggle at his side.

"Sorry Artemis, but I really didn't think it was fair."

He raised an eye brow in her direction.

"What wasn't fair?"

"I didn't think it was fair for those poor boy to have to sit and wait for you to finish that dreadful story of yours before they could play."

"It wasn't that bad was it?" Artemis ask her. He could feel her trying desperately to stifle her laugher.

"You tried Artemis and that's all that matter. Merry Christmas!"

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