Hi guys! Today I had an idea that changed the way the whole fic is going.
"And this would apply to the Butlers as well?" Artemis asked for the thousandth time.
|| For the thousandth time, Mud Boy, yes! || Holly yelled impatiently.
Harold Calan, on the other hand, was getting ready. Ready for a meeting, a follow-up to one that he had yesterday. He was meeting with a Chicago ex- CEO and tycoon who claimed to know some helpful information.
"So you met with him." Jon Spiro said. It wasn't a question. He was mad. Mad at himself for not realizing the fairies' presence [A/N: I don't need to tell you the incident do I? If so: see Eternity Code.] Mad at Artemis Fowl for. well, just mad.
"Yes. And as it turned out you are correct." Calan replied.
"As I told you I would be."
"Yes, oh, and one more thing. I need to know Artemis' weaknesses, Spiro. You haven't been telling me, but what you know is important!"
"Very well. It will cost you."
Calan leaned forward. "Money is no object."
Actually, the general that every one loves to hate had one more stop on his list that day. It happened to be very hard to get to as well.
"Right, men. We know only two things: A) Our enemy is small in number. B) Our enemy is small in stature. Now, move!" Calan commanded his troops. They were taking chute E63, estimated by GAF scientists to be right above the fairy prison, Howler's Peak.
"The Mud Men! Load weapons!" a security guard yelled as he saw the troops. Some shooting, leaving three of Calan's troops comatose for the next ten hours. However, numbers won and they broke through to the prison. All he had to do now was check the registry. Unluckily enough for the fairies, it had an English voice-over. He quickly made his way to a cell, his neck tensing up as he ran towards the cell of Opal Koboi.
"Let me guess, you want some fairy technology, and maybe some fairy power?" Opal sighed. She'd been expecting this.
"Yeah, you've had enough dealings with goblins to recruit more surely? Can't you tell them that it was that other one - Cudgeon, was it? - That betrayed them?"
"Perhaps," She replied, thinking about all the ways this could turn favorable. " I will require some.. Persuasive funds."
Calan sighed. He hoped this wasn't coming out of his salary. "Money is no object." He said it less convincingly this time.
After a bit of Gnommish shouting, the goblins seemed willing to participate. It never occurred to either Opal or Calan that they could rebel against them again.
No review contest this week, I decided that it was too easy to cheat on.
Title wanted. Really bad.
And Radioactive Bubblegum won during the last one.
Also, while I can't make this fic totally interactive, I don't mind ideas.
We will return to Artemis' dilemma next chapter .
"And this would apply to the Butlers as well?" Artemis asked for the thousandth time.
|| For the thousandth time, Mud Boy, yes! || Holly yelled impatiently.
Harold Calan, on the other hand, was getting ready. Ready for a meeting, a follow-up to one that he had yesterday. He was meeting with a Chicago ex- CEO and tycoon who claimed to know some helpful information.
"So you met with him." Jon Spiro said. It wasn't a question. He was mad. Mad at himself for not realizing the fairies' presence [A/N: I don't need to tell you the incident do I? If so: see Eternity Code.] Mad at Artemis Fowl for. well, just mad.
"Yes. And as it turned out you are correct." Calan replied.
"As I told you I would be."
"Yes, oh, and one more thing. I need to know Artemis' weaknesses, Spiro. You haven't been telling me, but what you know is important!"
"Very well. It will cost you."
Calan leaned forward. "Money is no object."
Actually, the general that every one loves to hate had one more stop on his list that day. It happened to be very hard to get to as well.
"Right, men. We know only two things: A) Our enemy is small in number. B) Our enemy is small in stature. Now, move!" Calan commanded his troops. They were taking chute E63, estimated by GAF scientists to be right above the fairy prison, Howler's Peak.
"The Mud Men! Load weapons!" a security guard yelled as he saw the troops. Some shooting, leaving three of Calan's troops comatose for the next ten hours. However, numbers won and they broke through to the prison. All he had to do now was check the registry. Unluckily enough for the fairies, it had an English voice-over. He quickly made his way to a cell, his neck tensing up as he ran towards the cell of Opal Koboi.
"Let me guess, you want some fairy technology, and maybe some fairy power?" Opal sighed. She'd been expecting this.
"Yeah, you've had enough dealings with goblins to recruit more surely? Can't you tell them that it was that other one - Cudgeon, was it? - That betrayed them?"
"Perhaps," She replied, thinking about all the ways this could turn favorable. " I will require some.. Persuasive funds."
Calan sighed. He hoped this wasn't coming out of his salary. "Money is no object." He said it less convincingly this time.
After a bit of Gnommish shouting, the goblins seemed willing to participate. It never occurred to either Opal or Calan that they could rebel against them again.
No review contest this week, I decided that it was too easy to cheat on.
Title wanted. Really bad.
And Radioactive Bubblegum won during the last one.
Also, while I can't make this fic totally interactive, I don't mind ideas.
We will return to Artemis' dilemma next chapter .