DISCLAIMER: I've done this already haven't I? I am not Eoin Colfer, blah blah blah....

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Artemis Fowl was in a unruly mood. Which, fair to say, is unusual. He was staring, eyes narrowed, at a I-Mac screen. Mulch Diggums - the escaped dwarf from Haven, peered over. Mulch had been living at Fowl Manor ever since he had jogged Artemis' memory about fairies, they had performed numerous theiving operations, and currently were lying low.

"What's up?" Mulch asked.

Artemis raised an eyebrow.

"Look here, someone knows about the fairies, or at least, partly."

Mulch gulped, Mud People knowing about fairies was bad.

"Sure?"

"Yes, look at this image, it's a replica of one of the fairy pages."

"D'Arvit." Mulch swore, "Delete it quick, or inform Foaly."

Artemis turned 90 degrees in his swivel chair.

"Inform Foaly? I thought he didn't know about us."

"Oh yeah, delete it then!"

Artemis sighed, typical computer illiterate idiot. Had no idea about anything to do with information technology.

"If I delete it, then they might just notice."

"Oh yeah."

Artemis rolled his eyes, "I'm going to have to meet the person who knows."

Now it was Mulch's turn to roll his eyes, "Meet him-

"Or her." Artemis corrected.

"Or her, is a silly idea. How about I inform Foaly."

"So that he can find out where you are, good idea. Knowing Foaly, he probably knows about it alright.

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Below ground, a centaur rubbed his hands.

"Oh I know alright, I know."