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As Artemis made his way inside the airport he caught sight (surprisingly) of his mother first. She had gathered a slight tan from her expedition and was looking quiet refreshed. She was standing next to his father who was also looking much healthier. Artemis casually strode over to his family with Butler by his side. Artemis Sr. caught sight of his son first and pointed them out to Angeline, who beamed at him as they came near. Swooping down upon Artemis, Angeline was cuddling and yes, snuggling her son in the middle of airport traffic while her beloved husband chuckled slightly at the scene.

Saying that Artemis was slightly ruffled by the this was am understatement. His hair was now feathered out and his suit was disheveled. This led many people to think that he had been roughed up by security after he had stumbled out of bed.

Butler watch over the Fowls as they made their way through the airport. Angeline never left his father's side, watching her husband struggle along he halls. Artemis Senior kept a determined attitude through all of it. He explained to his son that he was doing much better and in no time he would be running a few marathons. Artemis smiled and nodded a long, his father's enthusiasm was slowly seeping into himself. His father then allowed the conversation to be consumed by Angeline, who was more than eager to tell Artemis about all their adventures.

"Lucki-" her sentence was lost as so was her balance. Almost tumbling over the young child who ran straight into her, Angeline was only able to keep her equilibrium by hopping slightly to the right. Both females looked at each other with wide eyes.

"I'm so sorry ma'am." The young girl bobbed her head in a slight bow. Her black curls made the slinkies on television look stiff as she made the motion.

A man in his late forties placed a hand on her shoulders and gave the Fowl and Butler family a kind look. "I apologize as well for my daughter's missteps." He had a very distinct way of talking, Artemis found, every word was annunciated and spoken clearly. However, he was American while his daughter was native. "Are you alright, Ma'am?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I hope I didn't startle her." Angeline seemed tentative to talk to the young girl. "I thought your children would have been older, Mr. Fitzpatrick."

Of course. It only made sense that his parents would have met the other parents. Artemis studied the other man and wondered how he could have missed it. Same frame, eyes, and hair color if you added a pair of glasses you would have an adult Steffen.

"She's the youngest, Mrs. Fowl. Steffen is the middle child." Mr. Fitzpatrick smiled while Artemis continued to store bits and pieces of information in his head. "Though, perhaps we should move to the lobby?"

Li ana was sitting next to her father who was sitting a crossed from Artemis' father. Artemis sat to the left of his father while Angeline sat to right. Butler stood behind them and kept watch. Artemis was a bit displeased with having to meet in a neutral setting. If they had met for the first time at his house, he would have had a better chance in swaying his parents to another option.

Mr. Fitzpatrick crossed his long legs and propped his chin on top of his knuckles. "I apologize again for Li ana. We're still working on the walking stages of life."

"It's alright. If she hadn't, we wouldn't have met." Angeline smiled kindly at Li ana, who beamed back at her. "Oh! Hello Li ana, I'm Angeline Fowl, and this is my son, Artemis Fowl the second."

"Steffen told us that you might be coming to visit. He made you sound a lot more frightening than you seem." Artemis raised a brow and Mr. Fitzpatrick frowned. "But he usually tries to freak us out."

"Charming."

Angeline stopped the conversation before it went down a path of no return. "Is Steffen with you?"

Checking his watch, Mr. Fitzpatrick sighed and begun to say something. But, something cut him off as it fell into his lap. "PAPA!! OHOHOHOHOOOOO! DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU CRY! IF I'M NOT BACK THIS TIME TOMORROW, CARRY ON! CARRY ON!"

Setting his leg down, Mr. Fitzpatrick was able to send the youth to the ground. "This is god telling me I should have stopped having children."

"But then you wouldn't have had me daddy!" Li ana cried and clung to her father's arm while hiding her face in the crook of his arm.

Patting her head Mr. Fitzpatrick spoke in a light tone, "that's such a shame." And smiled as she popped her head up to show that he was kidding. Steffen continued to laugh as he used his father's knee to help him stand.

"Hello Steffen." Whipping around Steffen found himself in the graces of Artemis and his family. His eye darted from Artemis Jr. to Sr. and then to Mrs. Fowl up at Butler, then rested on Artemis.

"I thought I was done with you." Steffen stood up straight and shifted his weight onto his left leg as he watched Artemis.

Artemis examined his nails. "Yes I have been enjoying myself, Steffen. Your sister was just talking to me about how straight forward you are with your stories."

"So you've already gone over who's who. See John, I told you we could have just waited at the gates." A man looking about twenty was now standing behind the Fitzpatrick family. However, he was not focusing on what Steffen was saying, rather on some young children, who were crawling all over a form of art that clearly stated otherwise.

"You'll have to excuse him. He doesn't talk to people unless they're breaking the law." Mr. Fitzpatrick rolled his eyes as Steffen went on. "But when he does talk we wish he wouldn't."

Without giving so much as a heads up, John was able to squash Steffen with his reply, "We would have to say the same goes for you."

Before Steffen could argue the point Mr. Fitzpatrick issued his warning. "Enough you two. You can out-wit and out-play each other on the way home." The debate was settled and there was a moment of pause with the conversation.

"I must say, Steffen, you analytical dissertation on Thoreau's "Walden" was rather interesting." Artemis took it into his favor. "I was mostly surprised with your agreement with his principles."

"Simplicity is a rare thing now a days." Steffen finally took his seat next to his father and crossed his legs. "Although I must say a lot of the world, along with yourself, are missing the three most important concepts of all."

Artemis rested his chin on his knuckles and listened with slight interest. " And those would be, what? Love and charity? Or perhaps kindness?"

"None of those." His glasses slipped a little down his nose as if he were speaking to Artemis over them. "But they do be begin with H. All three of them."

"How convenient." Though, the conversation was shut down once again by Mr. Fitzpatrick's phone going off and he begun to fumble with the devise.

"Excuse me." And the phone continued to go off as he opened it to talk. Steffen leaned back in his seat and glared at his father.

"That's the ring tone for a text, old man." Mr. Fitzpatrick turned and gave him the thumbs up as he began to peck at the small numbers. "I guess, since I'm assuming Emil has just arrived, that we will cut this meeting brief. It was nice meeting you all."

Everyone raised and shook hands. Li ana smiled up at Butler before grasping his giant hand in her smaller one. "Nice to meet you." Artemis pictured a small heart after what she said. Butler nodded in response and watched as the other two gentlemen said their farewells and then both families went their separate ways.


I have no idea what to say after this. If you are wondering about what Steffen sounds like when he sings. Think of Gerald Way and Karou's voices smashed together.