Authors Note: Thank you to all the people who have reviewed me so far. As to the question I recieved via a review, Foaly caught the shuttle to Tara, before anyone thought that the centaur going above ground was anything spectacular. Once he was above ground, no fairy bothered to check up on him, because well frankly, Foaly was the only with enough time on his hands, not to mention the abilities and the need for a challenge, to do something he wasn't ordered to do. Besides, do you really expect Foaly to just let those computer's be used against him like that? Without doing anything to even the odds?

And even in Ireland, no human really believes fairies exist. Well, most human's anyway. And they definitely do not believe in centaurs. I suppose it was mostly blind fairy luck, of which every fairy has a considerable amount of, that ensured no human spotted him, although Fowl Manor is in the rural outskirts of Dublin, and surrounded almost completely by trees and forests. And if a human does spot the backend of a centaur, which is the only part they are likely to see because by the time a human sees a centaur, the centaur has already started running, there is nothing remarkable about horses.

For a more simple, and shorter, answer; because I said he could.

Under the world, things were not exactly going to plan. As soon as the technician's, any technicians, heard that it was originally Foaly's office, they refused to be the ones to open the door. Holly heard the muttered 'plasma floor tiles' mentioned more than once. Root was steadily getting redder and redder as he fumed his way back to the door's of the Op booth. "WHY WON'T THIS D'ARVIT DOOR OPEN!' he bellowed, thumping his fist against the door. Holly wasn't certain who was more surprised, Root or everyone else, when the doors slid easily open. She was fairly certain however, that the look on Root's face could win a for "Most Bewildered"

Root stepped into the booth, and began to search for the switch that would turn the main frame power back on. So it was surprising when before he had even began touching the various equipment left in Foaly's, everything came back to life with a slight hum.

There was a slight cheering from outside as the various member's of the LEP dutifully cheered their commander. Root glared at the lot of them, forgetting that what seemed like so much glass to him was opaque to all outside the room.

"Greetings Commander." Root spun around, his speed belying his bulk. 'you!' he growled upon seeing the arrogant, smirking, all too familiar face that had appeared on every monitor.

'Me' agreed Foaly. Root growled something intelligible and untranslatable.

'Just what do you think you're playing at pony boy!' he barked. 'Why did you turn out all the power!' He remembered what Holly had managed to tell him and added in a slightly nicer tone "And where's Kobai?"

Foaly was seemingly unconcerned by this question. 'I really don't think you should be taking that tone with a civilian Julius.' he rebuked.

'I don't care!' was the roar. 'Just turn them back on and tell me where the sprite is!'

Faoly's voice turned dangerously soft. "Or else you'll do what? Cut my budget? That threat doesn't work so well when I don't have a budget in the first place!"

Root laughed shakily, his mind feeling it's way back onto familiar ground. "Is that what this is all about? Well, why didn't you just say so? You can have your job back if you want it, I'll even give you a budget increase"

Foaly shook his head in pity. "You think I want that stupid job back? No, I got the message loud and clear. I'm happy in Atlanta, I don't want to go back to Haven.'

Root grinned inwardly. Gotcha Foaly. 'So the message on the computer was a hoax then?' Distract him for as long as possible.

Foaly nodded happily, his smirk coming over the crystal clear monitor's. 'Of course. Now, I have better things than to talk to YOU, but I have a gift for you seeing as you missed me so much.'

'Wha…' started Root but he was cut off by the monitor's suddenly showing a cartoon centaur running all over the screen's. Root watched in morbid fascination. What the d'arvit? His fascination turned into sheer horror as the cartoon began to type commands into it's little cartoon laptop. Sensitive information from security at Howler's Peak to Root's own address began flashing on the screen for a second before it disappeared. The cartoon Foaly waved goodbye to it, winking cheekily at Root as it did so. It then began to do what could be described as a type of dance, although since Foaly had two left feet, whatever he was trying to do, probably wasn't what he meant to be doing.

Root growled and moved to turn the computer off, hitting the off switch with considerable force. It did produce a result, but not the one Root had been looking for. Instead of the monitor's going black, the cartoon Foaly simply waggled a thinking at him. "Uh uh uh! Naughty naughty naughty! Uh uh uh! Naughty naughty naughty" came the repeated mantra, all to Foaly waving a digit at the commander of LEP.

Root kicked the power cord and watched in sastifaction as the computer monitor's died and blackened. The satisfaction of seeing the surprised look quickly faded as Root realised that in effect, LEP head quarters had no computers, and no technology because as soon as the power came back on, the virus Foaly had placed in the computers would be activated again. What's more, the entire LEP would have to renovated because who knew where the information had gone?

Root stared at the blank monitors in growing horror as the realisation of just what it was he had done when he had fired the whiny, arrogant centaur finally began to dawn on him.

"I'm, I'm ruined!" he cried, burrowing his hands into his head.

"You can say THAT again."

Commander Root whirled as he heard the familiar tones of the Wing Commander.

"You can say THAT again. Julius Root, you are hereby dishonourably discharged for your part in the Foaly Fiasco. And I'll make damn certain you never work in this town again!"

Commander Root opened his mouth in protest. "Really Foaly, when are you going to stop watching that tape?"

Foaly didn't even flicker his eyes from the monitor to acknowledge his partner in crime for the past seven months "I'll stop watching this tape when you renounce your criminal behaviour."

'A simple "never" would have been sufficient" commented Artemis, as he walked into the large makeshift office.

Foaly ignored the comment as he reached his hand into the bowl of carrots by his side, eyes still transfixed on the large screens. "Revenge is such a sweet, sweet desert" he said, caressing the words lovingly.

"Revenge is indeed sweet but gold is what we are currently after." was the gentle rebuke from the young intellect, words carrying a over-tone of reproach. It had after all, been several months since the revenge on LEP had been completed. Artemis did not see the point in continuous gloating over what had been a rather pitiful challenge when it had all been boiled down.

Foaly caught the tone and grudgingly turned the monitor's off. "Well, I suppose you'll be pleased to know that I haven't been spending my entire time watching surveillance camera's and smirking over other people's bad luck." Artemis continued to look impassive, although Foaly was beginning to pick up the subtleties of 'Fowl Watching' and "I'm-smirking-at-you-because-you-can't-seriously-expect-me-to-believe-something-as-ridiculous-as-what-you've-just-told-me" was one of the more obvious looks in Artemis' collection. He hurried on, finger's delicately removing object's from their cases.

'I've managed to reconstruct most of the more basic items in the fairy world. Some however, especially item's only found in the LEP, require specialised materials."

Artemis nodded, it was to be expected although it was no less of an inconvenience despite that. "Give Butler a list of the items you require, he will pick them up for you"

"I have to warn you" cautioned Foaly "Several of the item's will be quite expensive." Artemis merely raised an eyebrow at Foaly's foolishness.

"Although normally, I would hate to sound clichéd in anything, this situation calls for it. Cost is not, and never has been, an issue. And I would think of it as an investment in any case. Fairy technology has already been beneficial to me, despite the "ancientness" of it as you so eloquently put it."

Foaly nodded, satisfied with the response as he pulled a note pad towards himself and began scribbling items down. And to think, the LEP had tried to bring him back with a budget increase. Why would he want a budget increase when he was currently in employment at a place which had no concept of limiting budgets at all?

His eye's fell onto one of the objects and he grinned. Dropping the pen for a few moments, he picked the object up and turned to Artemis who was examining blue prints for a potential new patent. "And look what I found for you." He held the small cube like object out, balanced tediously on his palm.

Artemis barely spared it a glance, before stiffening and looking up again. "But I thought the blue prints were destroyed months ago?" he commented, running slim fingers over what had been his arguably greatest invention.

Foaly simply grinned manically. "They did." he said proudly. "You're looking at the C Cube Version 2.0. Modified so completely that this technology would be advanced even below ground."

Artemis glanced upwards from his examination of the C Cube. "If you are expected me to be impressed, you are sorely mistaken"

Foaly shook his head. Some things would never change. "You'll be singing a different tune when I show you what this baby can do."

Artemis merely raised an eyebrow at his four legged accomplice. "You have said that before, and if my memory serves me correctly, more than once I have been forced to modify the shoddy plans you come up with."

Foaly waved a hand languidly. "Details, details."

Artemis made slight noise in his throat which could have been interpreted many different ways. "We will see if your claims are accurate at the meeting today. Till then I will, as always, doubt your word."

Foaly tried for a wounded expression. "What's the matter Artemis?" he whined plaintively. "Don't you trust me?"

Artemis just looked at him, his expression saying it all. Foaly harrumphed. "You didn't have to put it like that." he complained.