Chapter Eight - Alternate Ending!
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Third Lady Knight- NO, I can't fall onto a window!??!?!?!? But Holly and Ginger will fall through the window at the end, instead.
Disclaimer: Okay, since we have already given up, we won't start another war until the next story. Sorry, team. (Authors walk off and grumble.) So, I don't own Artemis Fowl. Yet. (grins evilly)
This takes place instead of chapter 7.
I watch as they both break free of my friends' grasp. Apparently, while they were as loyal as friends go, they weren't as strong as Butler, which I gathered, was the name of the professional, er, butler.
He pulls a dart rifle out of nowhere, and I gasp audibly. Honestly, who would be stupid enough to kidnap someone in broad daylight, for heaven's sake. With over two hundred eyes watching. I take a glance around, and realize that, unfortunately, everyone (who wasn't playing something or chatting about this week's movies like they were the future of our world) was too terrified of the giant to pay the slightest attention.
Thinking quickly, I duck down and stomp on both of their feet. As they jump in shock, I snatch both pairs of sunglasses. I try my best to get the mesmer right. I shake my head. No one had even taught me properly, figuring that no thirteen-year-old fairy would ever need defense. Shows how much they know.
"Humans, you will leave me alone, leave my school, and forget I am a fairy. For ever." I stare in anticipation. Perhaps it had actually worked, even though it was my first time. Except for when I tried to use it to make my mom clean up my messy room. Unsuccessfully.
My friends look on in awe. "Hey, Ginger, can you use that on my dad to raise my allow-?" asks Christina, but stops abruptly as Judy elbows her in the ribs, motioning for them to go back to hiding.
"I presume you didn't believe we were that stupid, fairy?" inquires Artemis, gesturing toward his contacts. I think of the fact that he was attempting to do this in a public place. "Well, it is an easy mistake," I answer. Artemis glares at me. I suppose no one had ever dared insult him in his life. How lucky.
Artemis says something to Butler, and he takes aim again, muttering something about thirteen-year-olds bossing him around. I duck and try to give them both a well-deserved punch, but they move away fast. I cover my eyes.
Suddenly, I see a slight heat shimmer right in front of me, and Artemis & Co. staggering back, their gun bent out of shape. I smile and drop-kick them, and after a long while, they fall to the ground, me hoping they're unconscious.
I punch the air and drop my acorn, finally, into its destination. I spot my teacher coming over with a bewildered look on her face. Finally able to shield, I fly up to the rooftop, dragging my friends up all the way. Which was an other not-so-easy task. I really should tell Natalie to go easy on the brownies. The figure joins us, and unshields.
"Holly?" I gasp, and hug my cousin, thanking her a million times. "It's all right, I couldn't let that no-good, dirty, rotten–," she says, along with some unprintable stuff. I cover my pointy ears and groan. I had to listen to all this three years ago.
We take a look below. Ms. Egan, along with the rest of the teachers, stands below, looking around. "I could have sworn I saw–," she says, scratching her head. The math teacher rolls his eyes, and mid-roll spots someone on the grass.
"Take a look here!" All clamber over to the spot, and discover Artemis and Butler, his, er, Butler. They both stand up groggily.
"What happened here?" asks one of the teachers, apparently, not in a very good mood. "I'm not sure," answers Artemis, looking honest. For the first time in his life.
Ms. Egan sees Butler and the cube, and remembers telling them to get out of school grounds. "You have detention!" she says angrily. "A butler and a – whatever this is–," she takes a step back from the cube, "don't belong here!"
"But–," protests Butler. "But–," said Artemis. "But–," comes a voice from the mini computer. "And you have an attitude problem!" my teacher says to it. The others look at her a bit strangely. "Uh, yeah," she says. "Inside!"
Artemis walks inside sadly, scratching his head, looking determined to figure this out. As soon as they are all out of earshot, we all give a hearty chuckle. Without thinking, I jump up into the air.
When I come back down, the glass ceiling caves in, and we all fall down into the kitchen, into whatever we had for lunch today. I really don't want to guess. But after a while, I forget my disgust and laugh at what a day I'd had. I had survived Artemis Fowl at my school. I could survive anything.
Now, all I had to do was find some way to take my friends to Haven........
the end
A/N Well, this was better, right? Please review! Yes, there will be a sequel, of course!! Two, actually. One for each ending!
Goodbye, all! Hope you enjoyed it. :)