Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl because I am not Eoin Colfer. HA!
Now none of you can sue me! *Sticks tongue out* I also do not own "Bringing
up Baby", but I did borrow a line from it.
Aneko Kohana: No, actually those are questions that I really wonder about. ;-)
Ice Raider: I have honestly never heard that before, most people like Ph better then this story.
Chapter 8
Artemis was slammed against the cold stone floor, right next to Amber. Butler was no where in sight.
He groaned and rubbed his head.
"Yeah, that's how I feel," said Amber. "Some friend that you got here."
"Have here," he sat up, he could barely make her out in the cell.
Though Artemis could not see her, Amber rolled her eyes. "No duh, but my grammar isn't the point."
"Well, I wasn't exactly being a friend either," said Artemis. "I was setting up his computer so that I could hack into it."
"You mean I was setting up his computer, you were downstairs drinking a brandy."
He glared at her. "I don't drink brandy."
"You know what I mean."
"You're a mercenary, it's your job."
She sighed and looked at the ground. "I know, I'm just pissed that they were able to capture me."
"Does it really surprise you that much?"
Her head shot up and she glared at him. "Actually it does. You have to understand Artemis, even if you do hate me, I'm one of the best."
"It's not that I hate you, Amber. Actually, in moments of silence I feel strangely drawn to you," Artemis thought for a minute. "But then again, there haven't been any moments of silence now have there?"
She glared at him.
~*~
Butler's eyes started to open and he immediately took in his surroundings. He was in a study. A faeries study, by the size of everything. All the objects in the room looked like house-play toys for a bunch of 6-year-olds. Computers were everywhere, and Butler's first thought was Foaly, but why would Foaly kidnap him?
"Welcome Butler," A female voice said.
Butler knew that voice even before the chair flipped around.
~*~
A/N: I'm sure that everyone knows who's in the chair.
Aneko Kohana: No, actually those are questions that I really wonder about. ;-)
Ice Raider: I have honestly never heard that before, most people like Ph better then this story.
Chapter 8
Artemis was slammed against the cold stone floor, right next to Amber. Butler was no where in sight.
He groaned and rubbed his head.
"Yeah, that's how I feel," said Amber. "Some friend that you got here."
"Have here," he sat up, he could barely make her out in the cell.
Though Artemis could not see her, Amber rolled her eyes. "No duh, but my grammar isn't the point."
"Well, I wasn't exactly being a friend either," said Artemis. "I was setting up his computer so that I could hack into it."
"You mean I was setting up his computer, you were downstairs drinking a brandy."
He glared at her. "I don't drink brandy."
"You know what I mean."
"You're a mercenary, it's your job."
She sighed and looked at the ground. "I know, I'm just pissed that they were able to capture me."
"Does it really surprise you that much?"
Her head shot up and she glared at him. "Actually it does. You have to understand Artemis, even if you do hate me, I'm one of the best."
"It's not that I hate you, Amber. Actually, in moments of silence I feel strangely drawn to you," Artemis thought for a minute. "But then again, there haven't been any moments of silence now have there?"
She glared at him.
~*~
Butler's eyes started to open and he immediately took in his surroundings. He was in a study. A faeries study, by the size of everything. All the objects in the room looked like house-play toys for a bunch of 6-year-olds. Computers were everywhere, and Butler's first thought was Foaly, but why would Foaly kidnap him?
"Welcome Butler," A female voice said.
Butler knew that voice even before the chair flipped around.
~*~
A/N: I'm sure that everyone knows who's in the chair.