Disclaimer: I do not own Foaly. I do not own any of his friends or aquaintences. I do not own anything pertaining to fairies. I do not own Ireland or Haven. I do not own the world. What I do own is a small, imaginary, island called East New Bonga Bonga, where all my ideas take place. I also own Trin and any other charecters who are obviously not from the mind of the spectacular Eoin Coifer.
Holly walked into my office, and matter of factly said "Root sent me on a mission. Seems theres this one area in Scotland with a LOT of unsheilded fairies running around. What can you give me.?"
"A pair of Hummingbird wings and a Netrino 2000. There shouldn't be much else you need. You are running hot right?" I replied.
She snorted. "Of course I am. I haven't been dumb enough to run cold on a mission since the Fowl incident." I nodded and gave her what she needed. I then promptly got back to what I had been doing before, hacking into Artemis Fowl II's computer, and replacing the wallpaper with a banner that said "CENTAURS RULE! MUD BOYS DROOL!" (I know, I know, it's a tad immature but I was board.) I easily succeded and then got on with my other work.
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An hour later
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"Foaly are you there?" asked Holly over her radio. "Because I need your advice on what to do."
"Yeah, I'm here. What's the matter?" I responded.
"See for yourself." she muttered, ad turned on the video feed.
There were 5 centaurs standing there, oblivious to Holly and me. I could here a snippet of their conversation.
"Mars is Bright tonight."
Holly walked into my office, and matter of factly said "Root sent me on a mission. Seems theres this one area in Scotland with a LOT of unsheilded fairies running around. What can you give me.?"
"A pair of Hummingbird wings and a Netrino 2000. There shouldn't be much else you need. You are running hot right?" I replied.
She snorted. "Of course I am. I haven't been dumb enough to run cold on a mission since the Fowl incident." I nodded and gave her what she needed. I then promptly got back to what I had been doing before, hacking into Artemis Fowl II's computer, and replacing the wallpaper with a banner that said "CENTAURS RULE! MUD BOYS DROOL!" (I know, I know, it's a tad immature but I was board.) I easily succeded and then got on with my other work.
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An hour later
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"Foaly are you there?" asked Holly over her radio. "Because I need your advice on what to do."
"Yeah, I'm here. What's the matter?" I responded.
"See for yourself." she muttered, ad turned on the video feed.
There were 5 centaurs standing there, oblivious to Holly and me. I could here a snippet of their conversation.
"Mars is Bright tonight."
