Escapes:
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl or any of his associates. For now though, I own his father's very *cough cough* original personality, and Mulch Diggums' associates, whose names are weird, original, and owned by me. Pity me. They all stink.
By the way, I only got four reviews from anybody for the third chapter. Thanx to Milo Thatch, Ivory, Kirjava, and Ivycreeper, the ONLY people who bothered to tell me anything. For the rest of you, SHAME, and REVIEW!
Attack:
LEP HQ:
"Commander Root!" He heard a very familiar voice call out for him, and he spun around to face it. "Well, Commander Long?" he said sarcastically. Being slightly smaller than Holly did not put him in a good mood, and he had taken to making jokes about it.
Holly gritted her teeth, but she smiled sweetly. "How was your date last night?" her honeyed voice dripped with sympathy. Root groaned. Did the whole world know that he had asked Wing Commander Vinyaya out on a date? Did they all know that she had laughed in his face?
"No, they don't know, for now. But they will, if a certain commander doesn't listen to what I'm saying." Whispered Holly. Root glared at her. "Alright, Commander Short, you have permission to give me your theory."
Holly took a deep breath. "Artemis Fowl is attempting to break Fort Knox." Root snorted. "So? What does it matter to us if some foul Mud Boy breaks Mud Men law? The only thing that he could have done wrong is." When Holly nodded, he paled several shades to a light magenta. Not a pretty color. "My Acorn." He said in disgust. "He's taken fairy technology to do it."
Fort Knox, on the way out:
Artemis was crouching in his limousine, being driven out by Butler. He wasn't alone. For one thing, every secret compartment under the seats, in the TV, behind the microwave, every thing was stuffed with gold bars. For another thing, he had company. Very short company, but still people.
"'Ey! Didja getta loadda tha guy with'a gun?" hiccupped one dwarf, who had identified himself as Munch Shovelson. The limousine broke into raucous laughter. At least five other dwarves were sprawled out on the car's silk and leather seats. Artemis could identify them easily. He had memorized their faces and names, just in case the LEP came looking.
They were Munch Shovelson, Moley Minings, Xcav Vation, Chipoff Rock, Digoff Tunnelsing, and, of course Mulch Diggums. All short, bearded, and ugly beyond comparison. Even Xcav Vation, who was a girl, had a beard longer than any of the other dwarves.
He lowered his voice and spoke to Mulch, who was sitting sensibly on a seat, buckled up, while his associates were telling more and more obtuse jokes. "What is wrong with your, ah, friends?" demanded an irritated Artemis, after having to listen to the same joke for the fifteenth time.
Mulch regarded him with a dizzying calm. "Their magic makes them drunk on gold. When they see too much gold, they get drunk. Why do you think that I lost my magic on purpose?" "You lost your magic on purpose?" inquired Artemis, intrigued. "Yeah. I broke the rules for dwarves. Never see the sun, and never leave behind a jewel. Stupid rules, really. And, that, Mud Boy, is not all. Why, if you're a fairy, if you break a rule, you become mud worms!" He cackled in high glee, which Artemis recognized as slightly drunk.
Apparently, Mulch hadn't lost all of his magic. Then, Artemis turned his thoughts to Tara, and to breaking the rules. Lucky he still had everything from the war of Fowl Mansion, which was how he thought of the battle between fairy and human kind. And he fished out a copy of the Book, and became immersed in reading it.
Butler, who had heard all the conversation in the back, suddenly started sweating again. He devoutly hoped that Artemis would remember his promise of not meddling with magic or fairies again.
So.. What do you think? Should I continue? If anyone cares at all, I must get five more reviews before I go to chapter five, and they have to be from at least two different people. I'm sorry, but I'm trying for a new fic, and if this one isn't important, then I don't feel like continuing it. The review count currently stands at 12.
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl or any of his associates. For now though, I own his father's very *cough cough* original personality, and Mulch Diggums' associates, whose names are weird, original, and owned by me. Pity me. They all stink.
By the way, I only got four reviews from anybody for the third chapter. Thanx to Milo Thatch, Ivory, Kirjava, and Ivycreeper, the ONLY people who bothered to tell me anything. For the rest of you, SHAME, and REVIEW!
Attack:
LEP HQ:
"Commander Root!" He heard a very familiar voice call out for him, and he spun around to face it. "Well, Commander Long?" he said sarcastically. Being slightly smaller than Holly did not put him in a good mood, and he had taken to making jokes about it.
Holly gritted her teeth, but she smiled sweetly. "How was your date last night?" her honeyed voice dripped with sympathy. Root groaned. Did the whole world know that he had asked Wing Commander Vinyaya out on a date? Did they all know that she had laughed in his face?
"No, they don't know, for now. But they will, if a certain commander doesn't listen to what I'm saying." Whispered Holly. Root glared at her. "Alright, Commander Short, you have permission to give me your theory."
Holly took a deep breath. "Artemis Fowl is attempting to break Fort Knox." Root snorted. "So? What does it matter to us if some foul Mud Boy breaks Mud Men law? The only thing that he could have done wrong is." When Holly nodded, he paled several shades to a light magenta. Not a pretty color. "My Acorn." He said in disgust. "He's taken fairy technology to do it."
Fort Knox, on the way out:
Artemis was crouching in his limousine, being driven out by Butler. He wasn't alone. For one thing, every secret compartment under the seats, in the TV, behind the microwave, every thing was stuffed with gold bars. For another thing, he had company. Very short company, but still people.
"'Ey! Didja getta loadda tha guy with'a gun?" hiccupped one dwarf, who had identified himself as Munch Shovelson. The limousine broke into raucous laughter. At least five other dwarves were sprawled out on the car's silk and leather seats. Artemis could identify them easily. He had memorized their faces and names, just in case the LEP came looking.
They were Munch Shovelson, Moley Minings, Xcav Vation, Chipoff Rock, Digoff Tunnelsing, and, of course Mulch Diggums. All short, bearded, and ugly beyond comparison. Even Xcav Vation, who was a girl, had a beard longer than any of the other dwarves.
He lowered his voice and spoke to Mulch, who was sitting sensibly on a seat, buckled up, while his associates were telling more and more obtuse jokes. "What is wrong with your, ah, friends?" demanded an irritated Artemis, after having to listen to the same joke for the fifteenth time.
Mulch regarded him with a dizzying calm. "Their magic makes them drunk on gold. When they see too much gold, they get drunk. Why do you think that I lost my magic on purpose?" "You lost your magic on purpose?" inquired Artemis, intrigued. "Yeah. I broke the rules for dwarves. Never see the sun, and never leave behind a jewel. Stupid rules, really. And, that, Mud Boy, is not all. Why, if you're a fairy, if you break a rule, you become mud worms!" He cackled in high glee, which Artemis recognized as slightly drunk.
Apparently, Mulch hadn't lost all of his magic. Then, Artemis turned his thoughts to Tara, and to breaking the rules. Lucky he still had everything from the war of Fowl Mansion, which was how he thought of the battle between fairy and human kind. And he fished out a copy of the Book, and became immersed in reading it.
Butler, who had heard all the conversation in the back, suddenly started sweating again. He devoutly hoped that Artemis would remember his promise of not meddling with magic or fairies again.
So.. What do you think? Should I continue? If anyone cares at all, I must get five more reviews before I go to chapter five, and they have to be from at least two different people. I'm sorry, but I'm trying for a new fic, and if this one isn't important, then I don't feel like continuing it. The review count currently stands at 12.