This is the press drabble. This one is quite crazy, you have been warned!

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The eager Sky News correspondent quickly straightened her suit as the door to Fowl Manor opened. She put her game face on, and reminded herself to watch her words. The Fowls were a slippery bunch. Madame Fowl greeted her with a smile.

"Hello!" She said cheerfully. "Do come in! Would you like a cup of tea?"

Before the correspondent could answer though, there was a scream, a girl's voice shouting, "SNAKE IN THE CEREAL BOX! SNAKE IN THE CEREAL BOX! ARGH! GET THE MINI FOWLS OUT OF HERE!"

"Tea is off the list, then," Madame Fowl said, walking straight past the source of the noise. "Here's the reception room. We usually take guests here."

The room was large and comfy, very decorated. The correspondent stepped carefully onto the rug, feeling her heels sink into the soft carpet. Once they were all sat down, she began to talk.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Madame Fowl. Sky News and I can't express our gratefulness. I'm Sonya, by the way."

"Oh don't worry, love. Now, how shall we begin?"

Again, they were interrupted by a crash, and giggles. Then two voices said, "ARTEMIS SIMPLE TOON!"

"Shouldn't you be studying?" Replied a curt voice. The other voices screamed and the door suddenly flew wide open, two blonde blurs going past Sonya and onto Madame Fowl's lap.

"Don't want to study mummy, time to play!" shouted Beckett, tugging on his mother's arm.

"Story! Story! Story!" chanted Myles, clambering over his brother and landing safely in a pair of suited arms. Sonya's jaw dropped.

Before her stood a God. No one could be that perfect. Raven black hair, porcelain skin, ice blue eyes. Not a single crease anywhere.

"Good afternoon," said the God.

"Umm..." she replied sluggishly, trying to form a coherent sentence. The camera people were struggling to look away as well. "Err... Hi," she managed. "I'm your future wife... I-I-I mean, Sonya, from Sky News."

"Artemis Fowl the Second. A pleasure to meet you," replied Artemis, taking her hand and kissing it. She almost swooned right there and then. Myles held on tight to his brother.

"Story?" he asked again. "Please?"

"I will read you a story later," Artemis said, putting his brother down, only to be attacked by Beckett, who flew onto him with a war cry.

"RAGH! I'M SCARY!" he cried, face screwing up adorably as he tried to put on a scary face. He tried to scratch his older brother through his suit. "RAGH!"

Artemis picked him off and gave him back to his mother, who was laughing. "Oh, really, Arty! Let the boys play!" she said to him.

"I'm sorry, mother, but I have work to do." He turned away, and walked out, shutting the door behind him.

"So, what do you want to ask, my dear?" smiled Madame Fowl.

"Oh, yes," Sonya said, "Um, well, first of all, people are wondering: How is Master Fowl back? He died during the great techno crash a year ago, didn't he?"

Madame Fowl shook her head. "Actually, Arty discovered a solar flare which would eventually turn into an electromagnetic pulse and wipe out all the computers on Earth."

"Oh? What did he do?"

"He built a ray, then blasted energy into the sky and saved the world. You know, the usual things he does."

"Usual?" said Sonya eagerly. Madame Fowl's eyes widened.

"Oh, I meant he does save the world often enough. He fell into a 6 month coma after, because of all the exposure."

"What? How on Earth does your son save the world?"

"Lets discuss that later..."

Another person walked through the door. "Hey, Arty I-Oh, sorry, Mrs Fowl. Do you know where Artemis is?" asked Holly.

"Yes dear he's in the lab. Take Myles and Beckett with you. Have you got rid of that snake?"

"Yeah, stupid thing. I think it might have been another lame assassination attempt. What about Grace?"

"I believe she's with her father. Off you go boys!" Madame Fowl ordered, and the blondes each grabbed one of Holly's hands. "Have a good time dear."

"Bye," Holly said to Sonya.

"Assassination attempt?" asked Sonya, interested.

"We have a lot of enemies."

Sonya sighed dreamily. "He's so handsome."

There was a beep from her watch. "Oh. Our times up, Madame Fowl. Perhaps we could arrange another time?"

"Alright. I'll show you the door." Madame Fowl got up and led the daydreaming crew out.

Later that week, Artemis was named the most eligible bachelor in all of the world. Said boy scowled at the front page of every newspaper, which had depicted him as a God.

Holly and the fairies, while laughing at him, quietly admitted that he was pretty cute now.

He was soon named the hottest guy under and on top of the Earth.

Needless to say, he did not approve.

OK! That's that! I wrote this one, because the next one is going to be sad :(. Lot's of angst! Don't hate me for it, OK? It just occurred to me that it would happen. Review!