Family Tree
Chapter four, Propositions
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl.
A/N: It has taken me a day and a half (minus the six hours I spent at school and the nine I was asleep for) to write four chapters. Not bad.
Two Months later, the couple's new apartment
Holly and Trouble had been living in their new apartment for two weeks when one morning Holly awoke feeling terrible. She stumbled out of bed, trying not to wake Trouble and into the bathroom where she was violently sick in the sink. No matter however hard she had tried, Trouble had heard the noise and, finding Holly's side of the bed empty, had gone to investigate. He found Holly in the bathroom looking very worse for wear. He looked at her questioningly.
"Morning sickness." she rasped, her voice hoarse.
Trouble nodded and proceeded in wiping Holly's face, taking her back to bed and bringing her a glass of water. He then had the fantastic job of cleaning the bathroom. Not that he minded. When he'd finished that he had a shower, got dressed, checked on Holly and told her that he was just going for a bit.
When Trouble had gone, Holly realised that she, Holly Short was going to be a mother. She had known this for ages but today she had got it in her head that in six months time she would be labelled a total failure. Tears of desperation trickled down her cheeks. Little did she know what Trouble was doing at that exact moment...
Jewellers, Haven City
Trouble pointed out a silver ring studded with a small, circular, red ruby, to the sales assistant.
"That one will be perfect," He said and handed over the correct amount of gold coins. On his way out of the shop, Trouble spotted a flower stall; he bought a bunch of blood red roses.
"Whose the lucky lady?" asked the elf serving.
"My girlfriend. She's pregnant with our first child," answered Trouble, pride glowing inside him.
"Congratulations." said the elf, handing him the roses.
***
Trouble and Holly's apartment, Haven city
Holly was lying curled up with a book on the sofa when Trouble arrived home.
"Hi Holly, are you feeling better?" he asked.
"A bit." Holly replied, marking her place in her book.
"Good, well I've got something that should cheer you up even more." Trouble produced the roses.
Holly gave Trouble a huge smile and threw her arms around him. "Oh Trouble, they're lovely. I'll go and put them in a vase."
Trouble followed Holly into the kitchen. "Why don't we go and try the new Italian restaurant for dinner tonight? My treat," asked Trouble.
"Yeah, Ok." replied Holly, filling a vase with water. "But I can't let you pay. You bought me the roses."
"Don't worry. I'm going to put on my suit Ok? It's quite a posh place, I went past on my way back, so you might want to dress up too." He knew Holly would frown upon this idea, but he suggested it anyway.
"Ohhhh Trouble, you know I hate dresses. Can't I wear what I've got on?" Holly gestured at the clothes she was wearing.
"I suppose, if you really want to look like you've been dragged through a hedge backwards!" Trouble grinned and held out his hand. "Come on, why don't you wear that red dress you wore for a couple of years back for the promotions at the LEP?"
***
The Italian Restaurant, Haven City
"Ahh, you must be Mr. Kelp? Miss Short?" asked a waiter as the pair stepped through the restaurant doors.
They both nodded and were ushered towards table five; "I will get you your menus." said the waiter and scurried away.
Holly looked around the restaurant. It was really tasteful. Deep red carpet, pale cream wallpaper, deep green plants (really realistic fake ones as plants can't grow underground because there's no sun light.) stood on marble pillars. The furniture was dark mahogany and each table had a rose in a tall glass.
***
The pair were waiting for dessert. Strawberry cheesecake with fresh cream. Trouble suddenly stood up, taking something out of his pocket, he walked round to where Holly was sitting. He knelt down, clasping her hand in his and handing her the ring in the velvet case that he'd bought earlier that day.
"Holly Short, will you marry me?"
A/N: What do you think? Should Holly say yes? Review and let me know.
Chapter four, Propositions
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl.
A/N: It has taken me a day and a half (minus the six hours I spent at school and the nine I was asleep for) to write four chapters. Not bad.
Two Months later, the couple's new apartment
Holly and Trouble had been living in their new apartment for two weeks when one morning Holly awoke feeling terrible. She stumbled out of bed, trying not to wake Trouble and into the bathroom where she was violently sick in the sink. No matter however hard she had tried, Trouble had heard the noise and, finding Holly's side of the bed empty, had gone to investigate. He found Holly in the bathroom looking very worse for wear. He looked at her questioningly.
"Morning sickness." she rasped, her voice hoarse.
Trouble nodded and proceeded in wiping Holly's face, taking her back to bed and bringing her a glass of water. He then had the fantastic job of cleaning the bathroom. Not that he minded. When he'd finished that he had a shower, got dressed, checked on Holly and told her that he was just going for a bit.
When Trouble had gone, Holly realised that she, Holly Short was going to be a mother. She had known this for ages but today she had got it in her head that in six months time she would be labelled a total failure. Tears of desperation trickled down her cheeks. Little did she know what Trouble was doing at that exact moment...
Jewellers, Haven City
Trouble pointed out a silver ring studded with a small, circular, red ruby, to the sales assistant.
"That one will be perfect," He said and handed over the correct amount of gold coins. On his way out of the shop, Trouble spotted a flower stall; he bought a bunch of blood red roses.
"Whose the lucky lady?" asked the elf serving.
"My girlfriend. She's pregnant with our first child," answered Trouble, pride glowing inside him.
"Congratulations." said the elf, handing him the roses.
***
Trouble and Holly's apartment, Haven city
Holly was lying curled up with a book on the sofa when Trouble arrived home.
"Hi Holly, are you feeling better?" he asked.
"A bit." Holly replied, marking her place in her book.
"Good, well I've got something that should cheer you up even more." Trouble produced the roses.
Holly gave Trouble a huge smile and threw her arms around him. "Oh Trouble, they're lovely. I'll go and put them in a vase."
Trouble followed Holly into the kitchen. "Why don't we go and try the new Italian restaurant for dinner tonight? My treat," asked Trouble.
"Yeah, Ok." replied Holly, filling a vase with water. "But I can't let you pay. You bought me the roses."
"Don't worry. I'm going to put on my suit Ok? It's quite a posh place, I went past on my way back, so you might want to dress up too." He knew Holly would frown upon this idea, but he suggested it anyway.
"Ohhhh Trouble, you know I hate dresses. Can't I wear what I've got on?" Holly gestured at the clothes she was wearing.
"I suppose, if you really want to look like you've been dragged through a hedge backwards!" Trouble grinned and held out his hand. "Come on, why don't you wear that red dress you wore for a couple of years back for the promotions at the LEP?"
***
The Italian Restaurant, Haven City
"Ahh, you must be Mr. Kelp? Miss Short?" asked a waiter as the pair stepped through the restaurant doors.
They both nodded and were ushered towards table five; "I will get you your menus." said the waiter and scurried away.
Holly looked around the restaurant. It was really tasteful. Deep red carpet, pale cream wallpaper, deep green plants (really realistic fake ones as plants can't grow underground because there's no sun light.) stood on marble pillars. The furniture was dark mahogany and each table had a rose in a tall glass.
***
The pair were waiting for dessert. Strawberry cheesecake with fresh cream. Trouble suddenly stood up, taking something out of his pocket, he walked round to where Holly was sitting. He knelt down, clasping her hand in his and handing her the ring in the velvet case that he'd bought earlier that day.
"Holly Short, will you marry me?"
A/N: What do you think? Should Holly say yes? Review and let me know.