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Epilogue
The LEP medics searched the remains of the blowout, hoping, praying to find some survivors.
"Look, over here!" One called to the others. "This one was running hot when the explosion occurred, his magic helped him stay alive!"
The rest of the medics immediately ran over to help inspect the man.
"Let's get him out of here," said the leader as he checked the id. "And contact Corporal Grub's family."
~*~
"I'm sorry for the trouble that my son has caused," Artemis said to Commander Root.
"Yeah, sure. Just get the kid out of here, your lucky that I'm in a good mood," Root replied, his face strangely only a pinkish color.
Artemis turned to Holly. "You too Holly. You almost died helping him, and I appreciate that."
Artemis glanced to his left where Brian stood, looking very uncomfortable. He prodded his shoulder a little. Brian sighed then studied the floor, mumbling, "I'm sorry too. It won't happen again."
Holly raised an eyebrow at him.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" he demanded.
"Are you really sorry?" she asked.
"Well, it's not like anyone was seriously hurt.... that officer from the blowout lived and...."
He didn't get to finish his sentence, it was interrupted by a sharp punch to his nose.
He fell backwards roughly then, with a shocked face, looked up at Artemis. "She hit me!" He cried, more out of shock then anything else.
"Yes," said Artemis with a small smile. "She does that."
~*~
A week after Brice's arrest....
"Three centuries in Howler's peak," said Holly, shaking her head. "I almost feel sorry for Brice."
"He asked for it," said Trouble.
They were sitting in the officer's lounge at the LEP headquarters drinking coffee.
"Yeah, but all those goblins?" she smiled. "What if stupidity is contagious?"
He smiled back. "Brice is really screwed then isn't he?"
"I wonder what's going to happen with Brian," she commented, refilling her cup.
"I still want to know what he wanted from Brice in return for his help," replied Trouble. "Power, money, the possibilities are endless."
"I think it's one of those things that we'll never know," replied Holly. "Maybe it's better that way, being able to make guesses about it. Adds a little interest to life."
Trouble shifted uneasily. "There's something else I've been wondering about."
Then, without a hint or warning, Trouble leaned forward and kissed Holly gently.
Holly was completely shocked, but for some reason, she didn't pull back.
~*~
Journal Entry Artemis Fowl the third March 17, 2023
We arrived home a few days ago, much to my own happiness. I must try to hold on to this joy, because I think that it's the only moment I'm going to have for a long time. Even after my humiliating outburst of emotion back at ICP, my father was and is still livid. Needless to say, I'm not going anywhere till I graduate.
To be completely honest though, I'm not very upset about being "grounded," as Aidan calls it. I wouldn't trade this last adventure for anything. It's true that I hurt people, and some deaths were my fault, and for that I am sorry. But I learned something about myself, something that I'm glad I now know.
My plans, or rather Brice's plans, might have fallen through, but I did not come out empty handed. In pursuit of the wish that Brice promised me, my father finally realized that I am alive. In this realization, the first part of my wish was granted. I asked Brice to make my father notice and love me, for who I am, not who he wants me to be. I'm not sure if we're quite there yet, but Brice's scheme knocked us on to that path. For that I thank him everyday.
THE END
A/N: Wow...... It's over..... I feel..... Empty...... yet full.....
Epilogue
The LEP medics searched the remains of the blowout, hoping, praying to find some survivors.
"Look, over here!" One called to the others. "This one was running hot when the explosion occurred, his magic helped him stay alive!"
The rest of the medics immediately ran over to help inspect the man.
"Let's get him out of here," said the leader as he checked the id. "And contact Corporal Grub's family."
~*~
"I'm sorry for the trouble that my son has caused," Artemis said to Commander Root.
"Yeah, sure. Just get the kid out of here, your lucky that I'm in a good mood," Root replied, his face strangely only a pinkish color.
Artemis turned to Holly. "You too Holly. You almost died helping him, and I appreciate that."
Artemis glanced to his left where Brian stood, looking very uncomfortable. He prodded his shoulder a little. Brian sighed then studied the floor, mumbling, "I'm sorry too. It won't happen again."
Holly raised an eyebrow at him.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" he demanded.
"Are you really sorry?" she asked.
"Well, it's not like anyone was seriously hurt.... that officer from the blowout lived and...."
He didn't get to finish his sentence, it was interrupted by a sharp punch to his nose.
He fell backwards roughly then, with a shocked face, looked up at Artemis. "She hit me!" He cried, more out of shock then anything else.
"Yes," said Artemis with a small smile. "She does that."
~*~
A week after Brice's arrest....
"Three centuries in Howler's peak," said Holly, shaking her head. "I almost feel sorry for Brice."
"He asked for it," said Trouble.
They were sitting in the officer's lounge at the LEP headquarters drinking coffee.
"Yeah, but all those goblins?" she smiled. "What if stupidity is contagious?"
He smiled back. "Brice is really screwed then isn't he?"
"I wonder what's going to happen with Brian," she commented, refilling her cup.
"I still want to know what he wanted from Brice in return for his help," replied Trouble. "Power, money, the possibilities are endless."
"I think it's one of those things that we'll never know," replied Holly. "Maybe it's better that way, being able to make guesses about it. Adds a little interest to life."
Trouble shifted uneasily. "There's something else I've been wondering about."
Then, without a hint or warning, Trouble leaned forward and kissed Holly gently.
Holly was completely shocked, but for some reason, she didn't pull back.
~*~
Journal Entry Artemis Fowl the third March 17, 2023
We arrived home a few days ago, much to my own happiness. I must try to hold on to this joy, because I think that it's the only moment I'm going to have for a long time. Even after my humiliating outburst of emotion back at ICP, my father was and is still livid. Needless to say, I'm not going anywhere till I graduate.
To be completely honest though, I'm not very upset about being "grounded," as Aidan calls it. I wouldn't trade this last adventure for anything. It's true that I hurt people, and some deaths were my fault, and for that I am sorry. But I learned something about myself, something that I'm glad I now know.
My plans, or rather Brice's plans, might have fallen through, but I did not come out empty handed. In pursuit of the wish that Brice promised me, my father finally realized that I am alive. In this realization, the first part of my wish was granted. I asked Brice to make my father notice and love me, for who I am, not who he wants me to be. I'm not sure if we're quite there yet, but Brice's scheme knocked us on to that path. For that I thank him everyday.
THE END
A/N: Wow...... It's over..... I feel..... Empty...... yet full.....