Escapes:
Disclaimer: Doesn't anyone find this boring? O.K. I don't anyone I happen to be interested in during this fic, except maybe the odd gremlin. 8 )
Didja really think I wasn't going to write the next chapter? ^____* You know me better than that! I'm just your typical little town girl, with potential for writing ( I think.) and an obsession with Artemis Fowl. If you don't agree, feel free to tell me so!
Getaway:
Somewhere far away, in a limousine:
"Butler." The summons. Of course, the faithful manservant immediately appeared. Or, he would've, had he not been busy driving the limousine. As it was, Artemis had to contend himself with his loyal servant's head. "Yes, Artemis?" he inquired courteously. "Get me a line to Fowl Mansion. Juliet, please." His employer said curtly. Butler nodded. Unfortunately, Artemis couldn't see. But the results were the same.
Fowl Mansion:
"Like, hello?" Juliet's extremely fickle and flirty voice rippled into the receiver, touched only by a little nervousness, due to the giant gun barrel aimed at her head. "Juliet." the cell phone crackled, and finally spat out her name. "Like, yes?" she inquired tensely, reading the cue cards Artemis' father held up for her. (Just kidding. Actually, she read his expression.) "Who is this?"
"It's Artemis. Get me those little toys left over from the war, and be quick about it, we're hurried. They're in number #13." Both she and the gun holder tensed. Artemis. She tried to hint it out. "OF COURSE, Artemis. But don't you think this is a little INDISCREET of you? I promised you not to LISTEN or be an EAVESDROPPER on your conversations. But I'll RUSH. And DON'T- I mean, COME BACK SOON." And she hung up.
She went to get a few of those old gun-toys Artemis had played with when he was younger, to mix with the actual weapons. When he was quiter. Not quite so intent on his criminal explorations. She hoped feverently that Artemis Senior wouldn't know the difference. Most of all, she hoped Artemis would come back soon. The man was getting to be a menace. How could a girl get her beauty sleep?
Somewhere far away in a limousine.
Click!
The line went dead, and Artemis was left in a state he was never in for long, confusion. Juliet had sounded almost glad, to hang up. What was wrong with her? Then again, her message of "Indiscreet, listen, eavesdropper, rush, don't come back soon." wasn't a terribly inspiring line. Probably his father had discovered he had gone. Oh well. At this rate, they'd be in Tara in five minutes. There was nothing to worry about. Nothing at all.
This was his last thought before a giant blackout covered his car and he and his companions, to put it in a friendly manner, were sent into blissful sleep.
Outside the evil blackout:
Opal Koboi: It is not evil! Trisani: Hush! It's my fic! And besides, Foaly invented the blackout device. Why are you defending him? *raises eyebrows* *Opal Koboi immediately gets out of fic*
"Heh. Commander Short's gonna like this. Hey, check it out, Commander." Chix the Captain. What a nightmare. Holly rubbed the back of her neck, then realized that Chix was waiting for one of her perky "good work" comments. "Umm.. Good work, Captain." She said reluctantly. Chix immediately split into a giant grin. "Always knew she had a soft spot for the Chix man." He was heard saying before Holly quickly departed the vicinity.
"Officer trouble? I know how you feel. I once had to deal with a nosy girly captain." Giggled a horse-like voice. Holly looked down to see.. Foaly. After Holly's growth sprout, and elevation in station, the centaur had stopped making jokes. Almost. The centaur really couldn't control his mouth. Experiments had proved it. Foaly might die, and Foaly might sleep, but his mouth went on forever.
He sensed that she was deliberately not paying attention, and changed the subject with the air of a master in his element. "So, what are you going to do with Master Artemis?" he asked, and immediately regretted it. Because in the middle of Holly's frowning face was the beginning of the smile of a shark.
Her voice was deathly soft, so quiet that Foaly had to lean in to hear what she said next. "Since Master Fowl so much appreciates demoting so many soldiers, I will send him to Training. I will show him the sweat of every inch of the way." Smirking, Foaly remarked. "What about the big guy? The Butler?" he cracked, giggling again. But Holly turned on him, her face like stone.
"Since you like him so much, and he simply adores computers." Here, her voice dripped with sarcasm and contempt. "He will be sentenced to the Operations Booth with you."
HELLO?! Oh, great. I thought I was alone in adoration of myself and my fic. Well, maybe I am, but aren't you guys insecure now? You never know when I'll decide to cancel my fic! Mwahahahaha.. Selene (my alter-ego): O.K. that's enough chocolate for you, now shut up before I feed you to Holly. Trisani: So? She's a vegetarian! Lucy: Then why did I just see her eat chicken after I starved for three days? Trisani: (gulps) I'll be good. *Lucy and Selene drag Trisani off the stage. *
Disclaimer: Doesn't anyone find this boring? O.K. I don't anyone I happen to be interested in during this fic, except maybe the odd gremlin. 8 )
Didja really think I wasn't going to write the next chapter? ^____* You know me better than that! I'm just your typical little town girl, with potential for writing ( I think.) and an obsession with Artemis Fowl. If you don't agree, feel free to tell me so!
Getaway:
Somewhere far away, in a limousine:
"Butler." The summons. Of course, the faithful manservant immediately appeared. Or, he would've, had he not been busy driving the limousine. As it was, Artemis had to contend himself with his loyal servant's head. "Yes, Artemis?" he inquired courteously. "Get me a line to Fowl Mansion. Juliet, please." His employer said curtly. Butler nodded. Unfortunately, Artemis couldn't see. But the results were the same.
Fowl Mansion:
"Like, hello?" Juliet's extremely fickle and flirty voice rippled into the receiver, touched only by a little nervousness, due to the giant gun barrel aimed at her head. "Juliet." the cell phone crackled, and finally spat out her name. "Like, yes?" she inquired tensely, reading the cue cards Artemis' father held up for her. (Just kidding. Actually, she read his expression.) "Who is this?"
"It's Artemis. Get me those little toys left over from the war, and be quick about it, we're hurried. They're in number #13." Both she and the gun holder tensed. Artemis. She tried to hint it out. "OF COURSE, Artemis. But don't you think this is a little INDISCREET of you? I promised you not to LISTEN or be an EAVESDROPPER on your conversations. But I'll RUSH. And DON'T- I mean, COME BACK SOON." And she hung up.
She went to get a few of those old gun-toys Artemis had played with when he was younger, to mix with the actual weapons. When he was quiter. Not quite so intent on his criminal explorations. She hoped feverently that Artemis Senior wouldn't know the difference. Most of all, she hoped Artemis would come back soon. The man was getting to be a menace. How could a girl get her beauty sleep?
Somewhere far away in a limousine.
Click!
The line went dead, and Artemis was left in a state he was never in for long, confusion. Juliet had sounded almost glad, to hang up. What was wrong with her? Then again, her message of "Indiscreet, listen, eavesdropper, rush, don't come back soon." wasn't a terribly inspiring line. Probably his father had discovered he had gone. Oh well. At this rate, they'd be in Tara in five minutes. There was nothing to worry about. Nothing at all.
This was his last thought before a giant blackout covered his car and he and his companions, to put it in a friendly manner, were sent into blissful sleep.
Outside the evil blackout:
Opal Koboi: It is not evil! Trisani: Hush! It's my fic! And besides, Foaly invented the blackout device. Why are you defending him? *raises eyebrows* *Opal Koboi immediately gets out of fic*
"Heh. Commander Short's gonna like this. Hey, check it out, Commander." Chix the Captain. What a nightmare. Holly rubbed the back of her neck, then realized that Chix was waiting for one of her perky "good work" comments. "Umm.. Good work, Captain." She said reluctantly. Chix immediately split into a giant grin. "Always knew she had a soft spot for the Chix man." He was heard saying before Holly quickly departed the vicinity.
"Officer trouble? I know how you feel. I once had to deal with a nosy girly captain." Giggled a horse-like voice. Holly looked down to see.. Foaly. After Holly's growth sprout, and elevation in station, the centaur had stopped making jokes. Almost. The centaur really couldn't control his mouth. Experiments had proved it. Foaly might die, and Foaly might sleep, but his mouth went on forever.
He sensed that she was deliberately not paying attention, and changed the subject with the air of a master in his element. "So, what are you going to do with Master Artemis?" he asked, and immediately regretted it. Because in the middle of Holly's frowning face was the beginning of the smile of a shark.
Her voice was deathly soft, so quiet that Foaly had to lean in to hear what she said next. "Since Master Fowl so much appreciates demoting so many soldiers, I will send him to Training. I will show him the sweat of every inch of the way." Smirking, Foaly remarked. "What about the big guy? The Butler?" he cracked, giggling again. But Holly turned on him, her face like stone.
"Since you like him so much, and he simply adores computers." Here, her voice dripped with sarcasm and contempt. "He will be sentenced to the Operations Booth with you."
HELLO?! Oh, great. I thought I was alone in adoration of myself and my fic. Well, maybe I am, but aren't you guys insecure now? You never know when I'll decide to cancel my fic! Mwahahahaha.. Selene (my alter-ego): O.K. that's enough chocolate for you, now shut up before I feed you to Holly. Trisani: So? She's a vegetarian! Lucy: Then why did I just see her eat chicken after I starved for three days? Trisani: (gulps) I'll be good. *Lucy and Selene drag Trisani off the stage. *