Boo: well finally, I expect the readers were begging to wonder where you
had got to.
Me: I was having difficulty thinking of a way to get to what I wanted to do, but you know the old saying, procrastination makes fanfiction grow longer.
Bob *looking up from typing the fanfic*: what he means, is that he's trying to do work, but instead decided to work on this piece of garbage, and who has to do all the work? It's Muggins here, that's who.
Me: anyway. here you go
Oh, and *gongs sound* I DO NOT OWN ARTEMIS FOWL, so don't sue me
Please?
Oh and **=static
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(Back at the mansion)
"So. Holly. Long time no see."
"Cram it mud boy"
Holly started fiddling with her helmet, why did those damn Magma flares come at such inconvenient times?
***** (LEP headquarters)
tsch- "Foaly come *n"
"Oi centaur, what was that?"
Foaly looked over from the circuit board he was fiddling with.
"Sounds like Holly's trying to radio in, the magma flares must be acting up."
The centaur clip-clopped over to the receiver.
"Reading you Holly."
"G*t the mudb* *ere has Re**ined his meori**"
"D'arvit"
Foaly swore.
Root's eyes opened as wide as the moon, and he grabbed the microphone.
*** (The surface)
"Sh***, I thi*k you be**er get down ****, an* bring the mud bo* as well, we're ***** ** **** *** br****.."
It cut off, the magma flares had increased too much for conversation, then the radio sparked up again.
"sh**tl* w**ting *t Tara******"
Then it was gone again.
"Okay Mud boy, you're coming with me."
Holy put a harness round Artemis' chest.
"Where are we going? Tara I presume. I often wondered where exactly theentrance to E1 was."
"Keep wondering, Mud boy"
Holly turned her mesmer on.
"Now sleep. All this deduction is wearing me out."
*** (Meanwhile, back at the LEP headquarters.)
"Hey Julius, what's the deal?"
Asked Foaly, looking up, then;
"Uh, Oh, I guess it weren't the magma flares."
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Mwahahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahah
Stay tuned, and review, cos until I get a certain number, I'm not updating.
*Twirls a cloak and disappears in a flash of smoke*
Boo: He's just bluffing, he'll be updating next time he has some work to do
My voice (echoing from somewhere in the room): Quiet shoo.
*Boo then disappears as well*
Me: I was having difficulty thinking of a way to get to what I wanted to do, but you know the old saying, procrastination makes fanfiction grow longer.
Bob *looking up from typing the fanfic*: what he means, is that he's trying to do work, but instead decided to work on this piece of garbage, and who has to do all the work? It's Muggins here, that's who.
Me: anyway. here you go
Oh, and *gongs sound* I DO NOT OWN ARTEMIS FOWL, so don't sue me
Please?
Oh and **=static
*********************************************************************
(Back at the mansion)
"So. Holly. Long time no see."
"Cram it mud boy"
Holly started fiddling with her helmet, why did those damn Magma flares come at such inconvenient times?
***** (LEP headquarters)
tsch- "Foaly come *n"
"Oi centaur, what was that?"
Foaly looked over from the circuit board he was fiddling with.
"Sounds like Holly's trying to radio in, the magma flares must be acting up."
The centaur clip-clopped over to the receiver.
"Reading you Holly."
"G*t the mudb* *ere has Re**ined his meori**"
"D'arvit"
Foaly swore.
Root's eyes opened as wide as the moon, and he grabbed the microphone.
*** (The surface)
"Sh***, I thi*k you be**er get down ****, an* bring the mud bo* as well, we're ***** ** **** *** br****.."
It cut off, the magma flares had increased too much for conversation, then the radio sparked up again.
"sh**tl* w**ting *t Tara******"
Then it was gone again.
"Okay Mud boy, you're coming with me."
Holy put a harness round Artemis' chest.
"Where are we going? Tara I presume. I often wondered where exactly theentrance to E1 was."
"Keep wondering, Mud boy"
Holly turned her mesmer on.
"Now sleep. All this deduction is wearing me out."
*** (Meanwhile, back at the LEP headquarters.)
"Hey Julius, what's the deal?"
Asked Foaly, looking up, then;
"Uh, Oh, I guess it weren't the magma flares."
********************************************************************
Mwahahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahah
Stay tuned, and review, cos until I get a certain number, I'm not updating.
*Twirls a cloak and disappears in a flash of smoke*
Boo: He's just bluffing, he'll be updating next time he has some work to do
My voice (echoing from somewhere in the room): Quiet shoo.
*Boo then disappears as well*