'Sweet Sixteen'
Disclaimed.
Characters, settings, locations, and some ideas [copywrited to]
(c) Eoin Colfer.
Story by: Lilly Black.
Warning: Books 1, 2, & 3 spoilers.
Mary-sues might come into play.
Chapter Four
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Foaly, stepping in front of Holly, replied sarchastically, "That he's a smart little mud boy."
Root purpled severly, "FOALY NONE OF THIS NONSENCE!"
Foaly sighed, "EASY JULIUS! Yes, I know what it means, it means something is giveing trigger to the memories..."
"A TRIGGER YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE LEFT!" Root roared.
Holly stepped in, "You know, sir, it was probably a word trigger."
Root looked at Holly, sighing and relaxing a bit, "Yeah, Short, you're probably right... But I thought we killed all those memories..."
It was Foaly's turn to interject, "There is always the chance, Juli--"
"DO NOT CALL ME JULIUS FOALY!!!"
"Alright, COMMANDER," Foaly said, saying the word as if it wasn't meant to roll off his tounge, "AS I WAS SAYING, there is always a chance that we miss something, allowing memories to be triggered. Fowl probably thought something up himself to bring on the triggers in a message coded in his own foul and devious mind."
Root blinked a few times, "No need to get an attitude with me..." He said, lost for words. The firery centaur had spoken rather fast and snappishly and it stung, though Commander Julius Root wasn't going to let the little lab tech and Captian Short know it... too late.
Dublin, Fowl Manor:
Artemis looked to Butler, "Haven... Underground city... fairies... What the hell am I saying?!" He said almost angry with himself.
"Magic, Leprechauns..." Butler continued, thoughtfully.
"No no, it's L-E-P recon..." Artemis looked thoroghly confused...
"LEP... Lower Elements Police..." Butler, too, looked confused...
LEP HQ:
Foaly gave Root a look and opened the laptop and pulled up the sound, replaying the last five minutes.
The mudboy looked to his bodygaurd, "Haven... underground city... fairies... What the hell am I saying?!" His voice was tinged with anger and aghastness.
"Oh my god..." Root said.
"Magic, Leprechauns..." The manservant continued.
The mudboy objected, "No no it's L-E-P recon..." Here Butler in his turn burst in, "LEP... Lower Elements Police..." The confusion on thier voices was ovious.
Artemis thought for a minute, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face, "Holly Short works for LEP's recon unit as a Captain under the orders of Commander... something to do with a root?"
Root snorted slightly and Holly went decidedly pale. Foaly adjusted the audio slightly, quite nervous.
"Commander Root... Julius Root..." Said Butler.
Artemis looked at his horse, "And Foaly the LEP's computer genius..."
Foaly smiled slightly behind his hand, then admired Artemis's horse. A very pretty mare she was.
"Oh Gods," Butler said.
Everyone in the little office turned to look at the screen form their thoughts.
Artemis had fainted, falling off his horse with a dangerous, life threttening cracking sound. Butler blanched as he got off the horse instantly, knowing that there was very little chance that his pricipal was still alive.
The large Eurasian knelt by the boys side and checked for a pulse...
"Holly get out there as soon as posible, that boy needs your help."
The sentance wasn't halfway out Root's mouth when Holly was completely out the door, running, full speed, for the shoots. She had the schedual memorized. The next flare was soon, and she would be able to be in Tara in ten minutes max.
Disclaimed.
Characters, settings, locations, and some ideas [copywrited to]
(c) Eoin Colfer.
Story by: Lilly Black.
Warning: Books 1, 2, & 3 spoilers.
Mary-sues might come into play.
Chapter Four
-------------
Foaly, stepping in front of Holly, replied sarchastically, "That he's a smart little mud boy."
Root purpled severly, "FOALY NONE OF THIS NONSENCE!"
Foaly sighed, "EASY JULIUS! Yes, I know what it means, it means something is giveing trigger to the memories..."
"A TRIGGER YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE LEFT!" Root roared.
Holly stepped in, "You know, sir, it was probably a word trigger."
Root looked at Holly, sighing and relaxing a bit, "Yeah, Short, you're probably right... But I thought we killed all those memories..."
It was Foaly's turn to interject, "There is always the chance, Juli--"
"DO NOT CALL ME JULIUS FOALY!!!"
"Alright, COMMANDER," Foaly said, saying the word as if it wasn't meant to roll off his tounge, "AS I WAS SAYING, there is always a chance that we miss something, allowing memories to be triggered. Fowl probably thought something up himself to bring on the triggers in a message coded in his own foul and devious mind."
Root blinked a few times, "No need to get an attitude with me..." He said, lost for words. The firery centaur had spoken rather fast and snappishly and it stung, though Commander Julius Root wasn't going to let the little lab tech and Captian Short know it... too late.
Dublin, Fowl Manor:
Artemis looked to Butler, "Haven... Underground city... fairies... What the hell am I saying?!" He said almost angry with himself.
"Magic, Leprechauns..." Butler continued, thoughtfully.
"No no, it's L-E-P recon..." Artemis looked thoroghly confused...
"LEP... Lower Elements Police..." Butler, too, looked confused...
LEP HQ:
Foaly gave Root a look and opened the laptop and pulled up the sound, replaying the last five minutes.
The mudboy looked to his bodygaurd, "Haven... underground city... fairies... What the hell am I saying?!" His voice was tinged with anger and aghastness.
"Oh my god..." Root said.
"Magic, Leprechauns..." The manservant continued.
The mudboy objected, "No no it's L-E-P recon..." Here Butler in his turn burst in, "LEP... Lower Elements Police..." The confusion on thier voices was ovious.
Artemis thought for a minute, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face, "Holly Short works for LEP's recon unit as a Captain under the orders of Commander... something to do with a root?"
Root snorted slightly and Holly went decidedly pale. Foaly adjusted the audio slightly, quite nervous.
"Commander Root... Julius Root..." Said Butler.
Artemis looked at his horse, "And Foaly the LEP's computer genius..."
Foaly smiled slightly behind his hand, then admired Artemis's horse. A very pretty mare she was.
"Oh Gods," Butler said.
Everyone in the little office turned to look at the screen form their thoughts.
Artemis had fainted, falling off his horse with a dangerous, life threttening cracking sound. Butler blanched as he got off the horse instantly, knowing that there was very little chance that his pricipal was still alive.
The large Eurasian knelt by the boys side and checked for a pulse...
"Holly get out there as soon as posible, that boy needs your help."
The sentance wasn't halfway out Root's mouth when Holly was completely out the door, running, full speed, for the shoots. She had the schedual memorized. The next flare was soon, and she would be able to be in Tara in ten minutes max.