Good gracious, it's an update! And in a different format, too, my heavens.

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I Know What Boys Like
- "I know what boys want." There are some things you just don't want to know.

Since my laptop is broken and I'm stuck with this old clunk, there's a ton of writing I haven't looked at in over a year circling about. This one was lurking about and clocks in at 119 words.

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Oh. Well then. All Butler could do was just stare down awkwardly at his feet in an attempt to save both his and Artemis's dignity, though the latter was losing his share of it fast.

Artemis had the grace to at least look abashed while Juliet bit her lower lip to keep from laughing. Butler stared down a bit more, then quietly closed the door and headed for the kitchen. Mister Fowl would hopefully not notice the depletion in his "emergency" scotch.

After hearing her brother's footsteps go back down the hall, Juliet let herself giggle like a school girl. Artemis threw a pillow at her head, but continued letting her paint his toenails a dashing firehouse red anyway.