Disclaimer (s): Artemis Fowl and all related indicia (including the pizza song XD) are © Eoin Colfer and Hyperion Miramax Books, but the story is copyright me.

Please forgive me if I mangled some information, but let bygones be bygones. If it is a big mistake, email me at pm265@diaryland.com and correct me. I will fix the mistake ASAP. After all, it's been a while since I read Artemis Fowl ^^;;

MAJOR MAJOR MAJOR SPOILERS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ ARTEMIS FOWL: THE ETERNITY CODE!!! THIS IS YOUR WARNING!!!

Chapter 2: Making A Plan.

Fowl Manor
Artemis was meditating. Rising slowly from the ground... up...

POOMPH!

Artemis fell to the ground, rubbing his head as Butler rammed open the locked door. Artemis, do you have a plan yet?
Well, I would have if you had hesitated for a moment there before pounding your way in.
Sorry, Artemis.

Artemis started meditating again, and in passing he muttered to Butler, Go out of the room for a second and I'll have something ready.

Artemis Fowl's Diary, disk 20 (encrypted)
I just broke out of boarding school with a file I found on my computer. I trust they are wondering where I am still... fools. No match for me.

Here I am, writing in my father's study back at Fowl Manor. Staying hidden from my parents, I have fared well. They won't find me anything soon. I am missing in action and it feels great. Now I can plan whatever I want to without anyone interfering.

Fowl Manor
Artemis started forming a plan. Hmmm... he thought. Maybe I could rob a bank, or cause havoc, or fashion a giant cannon that could blow up an island... No! This isn't working.

He called Butler in without hesitation. Butler, there is no possible way that anyone, even with my intellect, could make a plan and follow through with it discreetly without anyone knowing. This plan is cancelled.
Butler was stunned. But, Artemis, you were so looking forward to it -
I know, I know, but it's just not possible. Please go and tell Juliet that it's off, while I watch the news... maybe something interesting is on.

Artemis started to watch the news, and a most interesting story came up...

Police Plaza, Underground
Captain Holly Short made her way through the crowd around Police Plaza. She went in the door of the building to find Foaly, running up to her.
Captain Short, we need you! There's a big goblin tribe running to the Great Wall of China, and everyone else on the LEP is already there, and it's NOT HELPING!!! Come with me now!

Foaly took Holly's hand and rushed her into a shuttle. You're going to take the LEP chute to Stonehenge. All the other shuttles were blocked by goblins.
Holly retorted, You said I need to hurry.
Goblins can wait, can't they? It's not as fast as a flare, I know, but the next flare is tomorrow.

It was unfortunately the Brotherhood of Bog's picnic at Stonehenge for the anniversary of Bog's first day in business, and Captain Short was even more unfortunate than last year to be in the same shuttle. Bog was a pizza maker. This time, Holly wasn't wedged between two gnomes singing that wretched song, but she was in the same shuttle as them, sitting across from the loudest singers.

The pizza song had one hundred and twenty-two verses, longer than the one the year before, and even more painful.

Pizza, pizza,
Fill up your face!
The thicker the pastry,
The better the base!

Stonehenge
Holly was ecstatic when the landing lights appeared, needless to say. After the hustle and bustle of the landing area was out of sight, Holly put her shield on, opened her wings (Hummingbird's latest model) and flew off towards the Great Wall of China at unbeatable speeds.