Uncle Rod hailed a taxi and instructed the driver to go to the 'Oscar
Mansion.'
Artemis smiled wickedly to himself.
The taxi pulled up to a large mansion with ivory white pillars.
A guide in loose servantile clothes stood near the oak doors. He informed the tour group, "The proprietor of the mansion is currently at home. If he is in a good mood, he may come out and personally accompany this group on the tour."
'Something is wrong' mused Artemis. The guide's smile was too broad, too happy, and too.fake. Then again, perhaps he was just being paranoid.
The family stepped in through the glimmering doors and into a room with waxed tile and plush carpets.
The guide stepped behind them and locked the doors quietly with a barely audible 'click.'
Artemis stiffened and the hairs on the back of his neck began standing straight up. 'I really don't like this.Oh, how I wish you were here Butler.'
The guide stepped in front of them again with that cheesy smile plastered on his face. Then suddenly, the smile dropped from his face to be replaced by a sinister smirk, "Seeing as how we are all ready, let me tell you what we are really here for."
'I really don't like this!' screamed Artemis's logical mind hysterically. Outwardly, however, he maintained his cool composure.
The guide reached into his loose clothing and pulled out an evil looking handgun hefting it casually in his hand, "Now that I have your attention, I do have your attention, don't I?"
Everyone but Artemis nodded dumbly.
"Good. When I call out your name, identify yourself in some way, shape, or form. Danielle Misha Fowl."
Danny hesitated then nodded timidly.
"Pfeiffer Kaleb Fowl."
Pfeiffer called out thoughtfully, "If I say yes, can I have some cotton candy?"
The guide-turned-traitor smiled indulgently, "If you do what I say I will give you all the candy you want. Artemis Fowl the II."
Artemis narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
The man called out again, "Artemis Fowl!"
Eva looked at him worriedly as he continued in his silence.
The guide saw the look and smiled again, "Maybe if he won't reveal himself, a little boy will. What do you think Pfeiffer? Do you want some cotton candy?"
"Yeah!" yelled out Pfeiffer excitedly.
"All you have to do is tell which one of the these three people is Artemis."
Pfeiffer looked over at Artemis and said, pointing a chubby forefinger at him, "There's Artis! Can I have my cotton candy now?"
Artemis smiled wickedly to himself.
The taxi pulled up to a large mansion with ivory white pillars.
A guide in loose servantile clothes stood near the oak doors. He informed the tour group, "The proprietor of the mansion is currently at home. If he is in a good mood, he may come out and personally accompany this group on the tour."
'Something is wrong' mused Artemis. The guide's smile was too broad, too happy, and too.fake. Then again, perhaps he was just being paranoid.
The family stepped in through the glimmering doors and into a room with waxed tile and plush carpets.
The guide stepped behind them and locked the doors quietly with a barely audible 'click.'
Artemis stiffened and the hairs on the back of his neck began standing straight up. 'I really don't like this.Oh, how I wish you were here Butler.'
The guide stepped in front of them again with that cheesy smile plastered on his face. Then suddenly, the smile dropped from his face to be replaced by a sinister smirk, "Seeing as how we are all ready, let me tell you what we are really here for."
'I really don't like this!' screamed Artemis's logical mind hysterically. Outwardly, however, he maintained his cool composure.
The guide reached into his loose clothing and pulled out an evil looking handgun hefting it casually in his hand, "Now that I have your attention, I do have your attention, don't I?"
Everyone but Artemis nodded dumbly.
"Good. When I call out your name, identify yourself in some way, shape, or form. Danielle Misha Fowl."
Danny hesitated then nodded timidly.
"Pfeiffer Kaleb Fowl."
Pfeiffer called out thoughtfully, "If I say yes, can I have some cotton candy?"
The guide-turned-traitor smiled indulgently, "If you do what I say I will give you all the candy you want. Artemis Fowl the II."
Artemis narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
The man called out again, "Artemis Fowl!"
Eva looked at him worriedly as he continued in his silence.
The guide saw the look and smiled again, "Maybe if he won't reveal himself, a little boy will. What do you think Pfeiffer? Do you want some cotton candy?"
"Yeah!" yelled out Pfeiffer excitedly.
"All you have to do is tell which one of the these three people is Artemis."
Pfeiffer looked over at Artemis and said, pointing a chubby forefinger at him, "There's Artis! Can I have my cotton candy now?"
