'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 Eight
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(A/N: get ready for my Mary-sue. The all origional... uhm... I swore never to mix Lilly with Artemis Fowl... hmmm... YOU'LL SEE! hehe)
As Artemis babbled on, pointing out various things in the barn, showing Holly the horses, the tack room, and all sorts of things like that, Holly thought to herself about all this. It seemed so surreal. Soon after the tour of the barn, Artemis led Holly up to the manor, Holly, in her turn, telling Artemis about the last 2 and a half years.
Juliet was laying out a checked blanket in the grass of the garden. Butler put the basket down and waved for Artemis to come to him fast. Artemis looked to Holly, "Ready to run?" Holly smiled happily, a couple of years ago, Artemis wouldn't have even thought of running, at all.
They ran to Butler and Juliet quickly, the fresh Irish air whipping at thier hair. Soon they got to them. Holly had to admit, it was a bit dificult keeping up. Juliet pulled Holly aside for a minute and talked to her quietly. The two were soon laughing. Butler whispered something to Artemis who ran off twords the gate.
Juliet and Holly laughed, and Butler disguised a laugh with a cough.
---meanwhile at the gates---
"Arty!" said a pretty young women whith black hair and green eyes, who pounced Artemis before he could say anything. He caught her gently and held her close.
"Erin-Fey, such a suprize," He said with a touch of good humor and sarchasm, "How was America? Did the crazy New Yorkers hurt your beautifull mind?" He held her close to him and spun her slightly, setting her down.
The girl called Erin-Fey laughed quietly, "The New Yorkers didn't hurt my bad mind. And America was great."
Artemis laughed slightly himself, "You have a beautifull mind. Don't you deny it, Fey."
Erin-Fey smiled, "Whatever," and she sighed slightly, "I missed you."
Artemis smiled slightly himself, "And I you," he paused and frowned a bit, "did you get me anything?" He whined.
Erin-Fey smirked, "And what will you do if I didn't?"
Artemis pretended to look thoughtfull, "Send all my little fairy friends to chase you with...uhm..."
Erin-Fey laughed slightly, "Whatever your little fairy freinds would chase me with, I'm sure it'd be nothing I couldn't handle!" she said laughing.
Artemis smiled slightly, "You're right. You win. I loose."
Erin-Fey chose then to go into the pocket of her blue-camo cargo pants.
[a/n: man I want some of those... darn it... lol]
Artemis watched her quietly, curious. He really wasn't expecting anything.
Erin-Fey pulled a brown paperbag out of her pocket, "Here," she said quietly.
Artemis looked at her quietly and tilted his head, takeing the paper bag quietly. It was heavy.
"Open it," Erin-Fey said quietly, a happy nervous tune in her voice.
Artemis sat on a low part of the wall and opened the bag quietly. There he saw something that made him smile and laugh all at once.
Artemis took from the bag a small vial that was on a simple key chain. Inside of it was flakes of gold in water. He smiled happily. American gold. The little flakes hit the light of the sun beautifully. Artemis looked back into the bag, and saw what looked like a ring box. He gave Erin-Fey a look and she nodded, waiting for him to open it. He did.
"Oh wow, Fey. You shouldn't have!"
Inside the ring box was a necklace. On a thin gold chain hung a small gold disk no bigger than an American dime. On it was a print. He looked at it closely. It was a wolf howling to the moon. He took it out of the box and held it too in the light, "Wow Erin-Fey. Just wow."
Erin-Fey beamed. She felt special. She had put Artemis Fowl the Second into a mild state of awe.
Artemis fastened the chain around his neck and pocketed the keychain, and it was his turn to pounce Erin-Fey.
They both laughed and held each other close.
"Come on, let's go to lunch. I'll have Butler get some Caviar from the house. We're picknicking today," Artemis said quietly.
Erin-Fey smiled, "That'd be great. I haven't had caviar since the plane into the US, but mum sent me back alone so I couldn't get any on the way back-- Can you believe the stewardess laughed at me?"
Artemis shook his head slightly and laughed a bit himself, leading Erin-Fey to the others, wondering what his excuse would be for a fairy sitting with Juliet.
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 Eight
--------------
(A/N: get ready for my Mary-sue. The all origional... uhm... I swore never to mix Lilly with Artemis Fowl... hmmm... YOU'LL SEE! hehe)
As Artemis babbled on, pointing out various things in the barn, showing Holly the horses, the tack room, and all sorts of things like that, Holly thought to herself about all this. It seemed so surreal. Soon after the tour of the barn, Artemis led Holly up to the manor, Holly, in her turn, telling Artemis about the last 2 and a half years.
Juliet was laying out a checked blanket in the grass of the garden. Butler put the basket down and waved for Artemis to come to him fast. Artemis looked to Holly, "Ready to run?" Holly smiled happily, a couple of years ago, Artemis wouldn't have even thought of running, at all.
They ran to Butler and Juliet quickly, the fresh Irish air whipping at thier hair. Soon they got to them. Holly had to admit, it was a bit dificult keeping up. Juliet pulled Holly aside for a minute and talked to her quietly. The two were soon laughing. Butler whispered something to Artemis who ran off twords the gate.
Juliet and Holly laughed, and Butler disguised a laugh with a cough.
---meanwhile at the gates---
"Arty!" said a pretty young women whith black hair and green eyes, who pounced Artemis before he could say anything. He caught her gently and held her close.
"Erin-Fey, such a suprize," He said with a touch of good humor and sarchasm, "How was America? Did the crazy New Yorkers hurt your beautifull mind?" He held her close to him and spun her slightly, setting her down.
The girl called Erin-Fey laughed quietly, "The New Yorkers didn't hurt my bad mind. And America was great."
Artemis laughed slightly himself, "You have a beautifull mind. Don't you deny it, Fey."
Erin-Fey smiled, "Whatever," and she sighed slightly, "I missed you."
Artemis smiled slightly himself, "And I you," he paused and frowned a bit, "did you get me anything?" He whined.
Erin-Fey smirked, "And what will you do if I didn't?"
Artemis pretended to look thoughtfull, "Send all my little fairy friends to chase you with...uhm..."
Erin-Fey laughed slightly, "Whatever your little fairy freinds would chase me with, I'm sure it'd be nothing I couldn't handle!" she said laughing.
Artemis smiled slightly, "You're right. You win. I loose."
Erin-Fey chose then to go into the pocket of her blue-camo cargo pants.
[a/n: man I want some of those... darn it... lol]
Artemis watched her quietly, curious. He really wasn't expecting anything.
Erin-Fey pulled a brown paperbag out of her pocket, "Here," she said quietly.
Artemis looked at her quietly and tilted his head, takeing the paper bag quietly. It was heavy.
"Open it," Erin-Fey said quietly, a happy nervous tune in her voice.
Artemis sat on a low part of the wall and opened the bag quietly. There he saw something that made him smile and laugh all at once.
Artemis took from the bag a small vial that was on a simple key chain. Inside of it was flakes of gold in water. He smiled happily. American gold. The little flakes hit the light of the sun beautifully. Artemis looked back into the bag, and saw what looked like a ring box. He gave Erin-Fey a look and she nodded, waiting for him to open it. He did.
"Oh wow, Fey. You shouldn't have!"
Inside the ring box was a necklace. On a thin gold chain hung a small gold disk no bigger than an American dime. On it was a print. He looked at it closely. It was a wolf howling to the moon. He took it out of the box and held it too in the light, "Wow Erin-Fey. Just wow."
Erin-Fey beamed. She felt special. She had put Artemis Fowl the Second into a mild state of awe.
Artemis fastened the chain around his neck and pocketed the keychain, and it was his turn to pounce Erin-Fey.
They both laughed and held each other close.
"Come on, let's go to lunch. I'll have Butler get some Caviar from the house. We're picknicking today," Artemis said quietly.
Erin-Fey smiled, "That'd be great. I haven't had caviar since the plane into the US, but mum sent me back alone so I couldn't get any on the way back-- Can you believe the stewardess laughed at me?"
Artemis shook his head slightly and laughed a bit himself, leading Erin-Fey to the others, wondering what his excuse would be for a fairy sitting with Juliet.