The Commanders office, Police Plaza, Haven city, Lower Elements
Pretty, Test Case, Beacon of Light, one of the LEPs best officers, legendary, these are some terms used in the past and future when describing Captain Holly Short. You wouldn't say that now though because now she is standing facing a quivering red figure in a LEP jumpsuit who was smoking a malodorous cigar and a centaur who looked a bit peeved off to say the least.
The Fat red figure was actually Holly's boss, LEP commander Julius Root who, was until recently, just off the heart transplant list. Red was Roots usual state of existence and had earned him the nickname 'Beetroot'. Holly knew that the only reason she wasn't being yelled at now was because he was waiting to build up enough anger to blast Holly through to the Ops Booth, if not further.
Holly avoided her superiors Gaze and looked at her best friend. Foaly is the LEPs technical genius, (in fact if Foaly hadn't invented most of the stuff he had, humans technology would have caught up with the fairies) Holly's best friend and one of 98 remaining Centaurs.
He was extremely paranoid (Just right, Humans had killed off the centaurs cousins the unicorns) and went around with a tinfoil hat on to stop mind probing signals from probing his mind (kind of obvious by the name). He was typing on the computer, his fingers a blur over the keys. Root took a breath and prepared to shout, (he hardly ever spoke)
"Well captain, what have you got to say for yourself?"
"I." Holly stuttered, "I can expl..."
"YOU LET DIGGUMS ESCAPE!" Root finally yelled; spit flying all over Holly, "AND ALL YOU CAN DO IS EXPLAIN!"
"Now commander," Foaly said calmly, "the computers don't like shouting. I'm sure you can get the message across to Holly without yelling the building down." Foaly was one the two beings alive who could get away with criticizing the commander, due to the way everyone else being expendable and Foaly wasn't due to him building the complete defense system and most of the technology, the other is Root's mother. So he'd might as well exercise it. Unfortunately for Root Foaly's the most annoying creatures ever to exist. "And I'm sure she didn't just let Diggums escape, you know how he is." He continued.
"I'm sorry commander today's not a very good day for me." Holly said wearily.
"Your right there." Root shouted, (its better than being yelled at isn't it?) "What's so different about today?"
"Private Sir." She mumbled
Foaly looked at Holly. It was a month until the five year anniversary of the mind wipe of one Master Artemis Fowl, a Miss Juliet Butler and a Mr. Domovoi Butler. He looked in her eyes to see if his hypothesis was right. He couldn't see for sure, he wasn't good at social skills.
"What are you bringing your problems to work for short?" the commander growled. "If you don't start to clear up your act Short I'll..."
"Julius please," Foaly interrupted, saving Holly, "we've got an extremely important situation here in case you haven't noticed. Mulch is believed to be going to Fowl to reboot Artemis's memory."
"Sure could we not just wipe his memory again?" Holly asked, intrigued.
"Are you stupid or just acting Short?" Root said maliciously, "Do you have to be told everything? You can't wipe a human more than once, it might kill him." He paused for a moment, "Hey, that's an idea."
"I'm not wiping their minds again no matter what." Foaly said, honestly shocked at what Root said, "But we have to get to Fowl before Diggums. He got the medallion and my C cube copy." He said closing his eyes waiting for the impact that never came.
It seemed that Root was so extremely angry he turned almost black with rage never mind purple. And instead of wringing the centaurs neck, which he longed to do, he crushed his cigar into ashes.
"You, you, you," he couldn't even get the words out he seethed full of rage.
"Foaly," Holly said in a disbelieving voice, "why would you make a copy of the cube?"
Foaly took a deep, steadying breath before he answered and looked at the floor. "I suppose I was sort of jealous of him, ya know, him being able to fit my whole system into a tiny box. I know, I know. I'm stupid but I couldn't help it. Any way, I've still got the original."
There was an awkward silence which was broken by Root after he lit another of his customary fungus cigars and took a few deep breaths; the room was quickly submerged in a thick, foul smelling cloud.
"Right," he said, "I want the whole of recon in on this, Foaly start tracking the convict and Fowl, and Holly I'll have to teem you up with Kelp."
"But why Sir!" Holly interrupted, "we hate each other."
"Holly you know why." The commander said almost kindly though still slightly tinny,
"Kelp and you are the best captains and you both were involved in the past cases including Fowl."
"Fine," she said huffing, "but I'm not talking to him and we have to be in charge of different teams." "Short!" Root started but bit back the remark as Foaly caught his eye, "fine you can work separately but you have to talk to him sooner or later whatever's up between you two."
"Fine," she repeated "but I'm more in charge."
"Holly!"
"They're my conditions" she said stubbornly.
"Fine you're in charge unless he proves to be better than you and go check Fowl Manor in case Diggums is there. Now go with Foaly to get kitted up." The centaur and young Elf just stared at the commander. Until, that is, he started shouting again telling them to get out of his office.
Operations booth, police plaza, Haven city, Lower Elements
"So what's up you and kelp, don't tell me your still uptight about him dumping you?" Foaly said nosely
"Zilch of your business Foal and I dumped him," Holly replied, "what you got for me?
"Yeah right. Any way." He quickly returned to business because Holly was shooting him daggers with her eyes, "Normal stuff Holly, locater, wings, neutrino 3000, the new iris cam and no, it doesn't shock you anymore and this baby." He said producing a small item off the equipment shelf.
"What is it?" Holly asked taking the small box that was about the size of a matchbox.
"I've been able to copy Artemis's plans for the C cube." Foaly said smugly, "this is a small copy of the original cube. I call it the mini- cube. All you have to do to make it work is say 'mini-cube track whoever' and it'll track the person down and it's linked to your new helmet so you'll get a live video feed right to your screen. Well? What do you think?"
"Smart," Holly said as she linked the mini-cube to her helmet.
"There may be some disruptions when you go off open frequency though," continued Foaly, "though nothing too serious."
"Fine, any lead on where Mud boy is?" she asked brushing this piece of information away, though she'd regret it later on.
"Yep." He replied, "Though try and see with the mini-cube." "Ok, here I go," she composed herself.
"Your not diving into a pit full of lava Holly, what you going on like that for, its not going to kill you" Foaly brayed.
"Do me a favor Foal," she replied, "shut up! Ok, mini-cube track Artemis Fowl."
The machine whirred for a moment and then a metallic voice said "Which Artemis Fowl?"
Holly looked at Foaly who had turned around with his back to Holly. She took a stab at it.
"Artemis fowl the second?" the mini-cube did nothing.
"You have to say its name or else it would answer every question asked within ten meters." Quoted Foaly from a thirteen year old Fowl.
"Fine." Holly was beginning to get in a bad mood,
"Mini-cube track Artemis Fowl the second."
Again the machine whirred and final after a few moments the metallic voice returned saying, "Search complete."
"Ah Foaly," Holly said impatiently, "it didn't say where Artemis is."
"Duh Hol," Foaly replied rolling his eyes, "put down your screen."
Holly put down her screen, and lo and behold there was a map of New York on it with a red mark where Artemis supposedly was.
"I'm away," she said to the centaur, as she grabbed the technology that was laid over the table, "wish me luck."
"Good luck Holly," he replied, "but remember, I'll be with you all the way and don't do any thing stupid."
"What like? She said, honestly sounding offended.
"Well," he whinnied apologetically, "like returning his memory, you always seem to have accidents around that mud boy."
She didn't reply as she stormed out of the booth. Foaly giggled, he loved annoying people. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ please review. Ditto on the last page
Pretty, Test Case, Beacon of Light, one of the LEPs best officers, legendary, these are some terms used in the past and future when describing Captain Holly Short. You wouldn't say that now though because now she is standing facing a quivering red figure in a LEP jumpsuit who was smoking a malodorous cigar and a centaur who looked a bit peeved off to say the least.
The Fat red figure was actually Holly's boss, LEP commander Julius Root who, was until recently, just off the heart transplant list. Red was Roots usual state of existence and had earned him the nickname 'Beetroot'. Holly knew that the only reason she wasn't being yelled at now was because he was waiting to build up enough anger to blast Holly through to the Ops Booth, if not further.
Holly avoided her superiors Gaze and looked at her best friend. Foaly is the LEPs technical genius, (in fact if Foaly hadn't invented most of the stuff he had, humans technology would have caught up with the fairies) Holly's best friend and one of 98 remaining Centaurs.
He was extremely paranoid (Just right, Humans had killed off the centaurs cousins the unicorns) and went around with a tinfoil hat on to stop mind probing signals from probing his mind (kind of obvious by the name). He was typing on the computer, his fingers a blur over the keys. Root took a breath and prepared to shout, (he hardly ever spoke)
"Well captain, what have you got to say for yourself?"
"I." Holly stuttered, "I can expl..."
"YOU LET DIGGUMS ESCAPE!" Root finally yelled; spit flying all over Holly, "AND ALL YOU CAN DO IS EXPLAIN!"
"Now commander," Foaly said calmly, "the computers don't like shouting. I'm sure you can get the message across to Holly without yelling the building down." Foaly was one the two beings alive who could get away with criticizing the commander, due to the way everyone else being expendable and Foaly wasn't due to him building the complete defense system and most of the technology, the other is Root's mother. So he'd might as well exercise it. Unfortunately for Root Foaly's the most annoying creatures ever to exist. "And I'm sure she didn't just let Diggums escape, you know how he is." He continued.
"I'm sorry commander today's not a very good day for me." Holly said wearily.
"Your right there." Root shouted, (its better than being yelled at isn't it?) "What's so different about today?"
"Private Sir." She mumbled
Foaly looked at Holly. It was a month until the five year anniversary of the mind wipe of one Master Artemis Fowl, a Miss Juliet Butler and a Mr. Domovoi Butler. He looked in her eyes to see if his hypothesis was right. He couldn't see for sure, he wasn't good at social skills.
"What are you bringing your problems to work for short?" the commander growled. "If you don't start to clear up your act Short I'll..."
"Julius please," Foaly interrupted, saving Holly, "we've got an extremely important situation here in case you haven't noticed. Mulch is believed to be going to Fowl to reboot Artemis's memory."
"Sure could we not just wipe his memory again?" Holly asked, intrigued.
"Are you stupid or just acting Short?" Root said maliciously, "Do you have to be told everything? You can't wipe a human more than once, it might kill him." He paused for a moment, "Hey, that's an idea."
"I'm not wiping their minds again no matter what." Foaly said, honestly shocked at what Root said, "But we have to get to Fowl before Diggums. He got the medallion and my C cube copy." He said closing his eyes waiting for the impact that never came.
It seemed that Root was so extremely angry he turned almost black with rage never mind purple. And instead of wringing the centaurs neck, which he longed to do, he crushed his cigar into ashes.
"You, you, you," he couldn't even get the words out he seethed full of rage.
"Foaly," Holly said in a disbelieving voice, "why would you make a copy of the cube?"
Foaly took a deep, steadying breath before he answered and looked at the floor. "I suppose I was sort of jealous of him, ya know, him being able to fit my whole system into a tiny box. I know, I know. I'm stupid but I couldn't help it. Any way, I've still got the original."
There was an awkward silence which was broken by Root after he lit another of his customary fungus cigars and took a few deep breaths; the room was quickly submerged in a thick, foul smelling cloud.
"Right," he said, "I want the whole of recon in on this, Foaly start tracking the convict and Fowl, and Holly I'll have to teem you up with Kelp."
"But why Sir!" Holly interrupted, "we hate each other."
"Holly you know why." The commander said almost kindly though still slightly tinny,
"Kelp and you are the best captains and you both were involved in the past cases including Fowl."
"Fine," she said huffing, "but I'm not talking to him and we have to be in charge of different teams." "Short!" Root started but bit back the remark as Foaly caught his eye, "fine you can work separately but you have to talk to him sooner or later whatever's up between you two."
"Fine," she repeated "but I'm more in charge."
"Holly!"
"They're my conditions" she said stubbornly.
"Fine you're in charge unless he proves to be better than you and go check Fowl Manor in case Diggums is there. Now go with Foaly to get kitted up." The centaur and young Elf just stared at the commander. Until, that is, he started shouting again telling them to get out of his office.
Operations booth, police plaza, Haven city, Lower Elements
"So what's up you and kelp, don't tell me your still uptight about him dumping you?" Foaly said nosely
"Zilch of your business Foal and I dumped him," Holly replied, "what you got for me?
"Yeah right. Any way." He quickly returned to business because Holly was shooting him daggers with her eyes, "Normal stuff Holly, locater, wings, neutrino 3000, the new iris cam and no, it doesn't shock you anymore and this baby." He said producing a small item off the equipment shelf.
"What is it?" Holly asked taking the small box that was about the size of a matchbox.
"I've been able to copy Artemis's plans for the C cube." Foaly said smugly, "this is a small copy of the original cube. I call it the mini- cube. All you have to do to make it work is say 'mini-cube track whoever' and it'll track the person down and it's linked to your new helmet so you'll get a live video feed right to your screen. Well? What do you think?"
"Smart," Holly said as she linked the mini-cube to her helmet.
"There may be some disruptions when you go off open frequency though," continued Foaly, "though nothing too serious."
"Fine, any lead on where Mud boy is?" she asked brushing this piece of information away, though she'd regret it later on.
"Yep." He replied, "Though try and see with the mini-cube." "Ok, here I go," she composed herself.
"Your not diving into a pit full of lava Holly, what you going on like that for, its not going to kill you" Foaly brayed.
"Do me a favor Foal," she replied, "shut up! Ok, mini-cube track Artemis Fowl."
The machine whirred for a moment and then a metallic voice said "Which Artemis Fowl?"
Holly looked at Foaly who had turned around with his back to Holly. She took a stab at it.
"Artemis fowl the second?" the mini-cube did nothing.
"You have to say its name or else it would answer every question asked within ten meters." Quoted Foaly from a thirteen year old Fowl.
"Fine." Holly was beginning to get in a bad mood,
"Mini-cube track Artemis Fowl the second."
Again the machine whirred and final after a few moments the metallic voice returned saying, "Search complete."
"Ah Foaly," Holly said impatiently, "it didn't say where Artemis is."
"Duh Hol," Foaly replied rolling his eyes, "put down your screen."
Holly put down her screen, and lo and behold there was a map of New York on it with a red mark where Artemis supposedly was.
"I'm away," she said to the centaur, as she grabbed the technology that was laid over the table, "wish me luck."
"Good luck Holly," he replied, "but remember, I'll be with you all the way and don't do any thing stupid."
"What like? She said, honestly sounding offended.
"Well," he whinnied apologetically, "like returning his memory, you always seem to have accidents around that mud boy."
She didn't reply as she stormed out of the booth. Foaly giggled, he loved annoying people. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ please review. Ditto on the last page