A/N: So many reviews! (Throws stack of printed reviews high into the
air.) Yeah! Did anybody see the Aurora Borialis, since I don't know if I
spelt it right, Northern lights? I saw them during trick or treating. I
live I NH, it was beautiful. It had a white cnter, and was like a star,
raidiating reds and blues and purples. I hope I see it again. What did
Y'all dress up like? I don't have a costume (sniff) I'm too old (Heart
felt sobbing). "Mother you have scared me for life!"
Disclamer: What do you think?
GypsyMoonshine: Okay okay, I'm reviewing! Yeash! (Grins) Alright, I'm so happy you reviewed, keep reviewing alright?! Are you sure you like me, cause I'm not so sure I want to know someone who runs around with pointy objects giggling. What do you think of "ME," as in Cerinthia?
Lovinorlandob333: As for Artemis' heartlessness, I want to make him and "ME" like brother and sister. Thus heartlessness ends, and freindship ensues. (And no one loves Arty.) Yeah, Orlando is a total hotty.
AuroraRose1: Thank you so much for the definition of Mary-Sues! Whenever I write a story I will give the definition so any oblivious readers will know what one is. I HATE MARY SUES! I wander what made them come up with that name. Anyway, I want to have Artemis and Cerinthia like brother and sister. I've never had a brother though, I have twelve year old twin sisters though. I';m fourteen., Please review.
RavenSky: Thanks for telling me what a Mary Sue is, I don't like thoughs either. I'm planning on have Aretmis and Certhia bond like brother and sister. Keep reviewing.
I woke up early on christmas eve. And was greeted by the sound of laughter. I quickly changed into some clothing, and ran downstairs. As soon as I entered the lounge, I was struck by the sight of a huge christmas tree. Then I noticed Rtemis standing on a chair next to the tree, and he was covered in christmas lights. His mother was taking pictures of him despite his loud protests. I couldn't help but laugh lightly.
"So you're up," Mr. Fowl said in way of greeting.
"I was awoken by sounds of laughter. It's nice to hear. It was so quiet with you gone." I told them.
"Yeah, Arty isn't the best at making new friends. He didn't know until last minute that I had asked an exange student to come." Mrs. Fowl told me apolageticaly.
I just gave her a grin. "So when are you making the popcorn chains?"
"The what?" Artemis asked, for once friendly. We had stated to get along over the last week, but hadn't quit reached friends yet. Possible friends, but not friends.
"You know, you pop popcorn and string them up?" I replied with a grin. I love christmas. He just shook his head. "No! Well then, I'll just have to go pop some popcorn." I come back a few minutes later with a huge paper bag of popcorn, and a painstakenly looked for thread and needle. I quickly threaded the needly and started the chain.
"You know, if you keep eating the popcorn, there wont be any more to thread." Artemis told me matter of factly.
"But that's the chalenge, trying not to eat it." I replied in a shocked tone.
"At this rate there wont be any challenge left." He replied. "Give me that!" He said sharply, empting my handful of popcorn back into the bag.
"You cowboy!" I yelled at him, making it sound like the worst insult I the world.
He just looked at me mistified.
"When I was little, my mother and father never fought, so I didn't know ANY bad words. One day I got really mad at my mom and just had to say something horrible to her. So I said, 'You, you cowboy! You woman!' And now, I still say that when I am mad." I told him. (A/N: true story, that really happened to me.)
Artemis chuckled at me before he grabed another needle and tread and started to make some popcorn chains also. Before long he was eating them as fast as me.
"I need some help hanging up this wreath!" yelled Artemis' mom a few minutes later, from the top of the stairs.
"Oh oh, me, I'll do it. Let me!" I yelled while leaping up and running to the stairs. I have this thing where I have to hang up EVERY single wreath. If I see a wreath that I didn't hange up, I take it down and hang it up again. After I had hung up the wreath, I started to go down the stairs double time and tripped. "Owe, oh, help, noooooooo." Was accompanied by, THUMP, BANG! BOOM! "OWE!" As soon as I reached the bottom, I looked up to see Artemis staring down at me.
"You're crazy, you know that?" he told me.
"Yeah, but I can get away with it. I have such a wonderful personality." I told him sweetly, while leaping to my feet. I immediately fell down again with a shreik. "Owe! Pain, pain, owe, not good, very bad." I shreiked.
Artemis just shook his head before asisting me to my feet. "I didn't meen to fall down the stairs. They moved! One second it was there, and the next I wasn't!" I told him.
At that he let go and let me fall. He sighed and then yelled, "Mother, you deal with her. She's an imbicile!"
"Am not!"
"The stairs just moved." He said, immitating me perfectly.
"I was jokeing! You don't need top take me so litteraly."
"Idiot." He muttered while walkingback to the lounge.
"Yeah, well you're a cowboy!" I yelled after him.
"Will you two quit fighting!" Butler yelled down the hallway.
"As soon as he gets a sense of humor!" I yelled back.
I slowly walked into the lounge and sat down to make the paper chains.
"Rowr!" I heard behind me, and someone gave me a quick tikle.
I shreik and immediately fell off the couch. Artemis looked down at me grinning. After I got over the shock the Artemis had a sense of humor, I began to stand up. "Artemis?"
"Yeah."
"Could you do something for me?"
"Sure, what?"
"DIE!" I yelled as I took off after him at full speed. He ran around the lounge for a bit and I screamed, "DIE COWBOY!" I grabbed the bag of popcorn and started throwing popcorn at him.
He suddenly turned around and shoved me onto the couch and tipped the couch over. It effectivly pinned me to the gound. "Okay fine, you win, I won't throw any more popcorn at you."
"Or call me a cowboy?"
"Or call you a cowboy." I concieded.
"well, alright." And he helped me up.
A/N: Was that a good chapter? I couldn't wait any longer untilmaking them friends, and Christmas seemed like a good time to do it. I probably won't be able to give you a chpter over the weekend. I eagerly await your next review.
Disclamer: What do you think?
GypsyMoonshine: Okay okay, I'm reviewing! Yeash! (Grins) Alright, I'm so happy you reviewed, keep reviewing alright?! Are you sure you like me, cause I'm not so sure I want to know someone who runs around with pointy objects giggling. What do you think of "ME," as in Cerinthia?
Lovinorlandob333: As for Artemis' heartlessness, I want to make him and "ME" like brother and sister. Thus heartlessness ends, and freindship ensues. (And no one loves Arty.) Yeah, Orlando is a total hotty.
AuroraRose1: Thank you so much for the definition of Mary-Sues! Whenever I write a story I will give the definition so any oblivious readers will know what one is. I HATE MARY SUES! I wander what made them come up with that name. Anyway, I want to have Artemis and Cerinthia like brother and sister. I've never had a brother though, I have twelve year old twin sisters though. I';m fourteen., Please review.
RavenSky: Thanks for telling me what a Mary Sue is, I don't like thoughs either. I'm planning on have Aretmis and Certhia bond like brother and sister. Keep reviewing.
I woke up early on christmas eve. And was greeted by the sound of laughter. I quickly changed into some clothing, and ran downstairs. As soon as I entered the lounge, I was struck by the sight of a huge christmas tree. Then I noticed Rtemis standing on a chair next to the tree, and he was covered in christmas lights. His mother was taking pictures of him despite his loud protests. I couldn't help but laugh lightly.
"So you're up," Mr. Fowl said in way of greeting.
"I was awoken by sounds of laughter. It's nice to hear. It was so quiet with you gone." I told them.
"Yeah, Arty isn't the best at making new friends. He didn't know until last minute that I had asked an exange student to come." Mrs. Fowl told me apolageticaly.
I just gave her a grin. "So when are you making the popcorn chains?"
"The what?" Artemis asked, for once friendly. We had stated to get along over the last week, but hadn't quit reached friends yet. Possible friends, but not friends.
"You know, you pop popcorn and string them up?" I replied with a grin. I love christmas. He just shook his head. "No! Well then, I'll just have to go pop some popcorn." I come back a few minutes later with a huge paper bag of popcorn, and a painstakenly looked for thread and needle. I quickly threaded the needly and started the chain.
"You know, if you keep eating the popcorn, there wont be any more to thread." Artemis told me matter of factly.
"But that's the chalenge, trying not to eat it." I replied in a shocked tone.
"At this rate there wont be any challenge left." He replied. "Give me that!" He said sharply, empting my handful of popcorn back into the bag.
"You cowboy!" I yelled at him, making it sound like the worst insult I the world.
He just looked at me mistified.
"When I was little, my mother and father never fought, so I didn't know ANY bad words. One day I got really mad at my mom and just had to say something horrible to her. So I said, 'You, you cowboy! You woman!' And now, I still say that when I am mad." I told him. (A/N: true story, that really happened to me.)
Artemis chuckled at me before he grabed another needle and tread and started to make some popcorn chains also. Before long he was eating them as fast as me.
"I need some help hanging up this wreath!" yelled Artemis' mom a few minutes later, from the top of the stairs.
"Oh oh, me, I'll do it. Let me!" I yelled while leaping up and running to the stairs. I have this thing where I have to hang up EVERY single wreath. If I see a wreath that I didn't hange up, I take it down and hang it up again. After I had hung up the wreath, I started to go down the stairs double time and tripped. "Owe, oh, help, noooooooo." Was accompanied by, THUMP, BANG! BOOM! "OWE!" As soon as I reached the bottom, I looked up to see Artemis staring down at me.
"You're crazy, you know that?" he told me.
"Yeah, but I can get away with it. I have such a wonderful personality." I told him sweetly, while leaping to my feet. I immediately fell down again with a shreik. "Owe! Pain, pain, owe, not good, very bad." I shreiked.
Artemis just shook his head before asisting me to my feet. "I didn't meen to fall down the stairs. They moved! One second it was there, and the next I wasn't!" I told him.
At that he let go and let me fall. He sighed and then yelled, "Mother, you deal with her. She's an imbicile!"
"Am not!"
"The stairs just moved." He said, immitating me perfectly.
"I was jokeing! You don't need top take me so litteraly."
"Idiot." He muttered while walkingback to the lounge.
"Yeah, well you're a cowboy!" I yelled after him.
"Will you two quit fighting!" Butler yelled down the hallway.
"As soon as he gets a sense of humor!" I yelled back.
I slowly walked into the lounge and sat down to make the paper chains.
"Rowr!" I heard behind me, and someone gave me a quick tikle.
I shreik and immediately fell off the couch. Artemis looked down at me grinning. After I got over the shock the Artemis had a sense of humor, I began to stand up. "Artemis?"
"Yeah."
"Could you do something for me?"
"Sure, what?"
"DIE!" I yelled as I took off after him at full speed. He ran around the lounge for a bit and I screamed, "DIE COWBOY!" I grabbed the bag of popcorn and started throwing popcorn at him.
He suddenly turned around and shoved me onto the couch and tipped the couch over. It effectivly pinned me to the gound. "Okay fine, you win, I won't throw any more popcorn at you."
"Or call me a cowboy?"
"Or call you a cowboy." I concieded.
"well, alright." And he helped me up.
A/N: Was that a good chapter? I couldn't wait any longer untilmaking them friends, and Christmas seemed like a good time to do it. I probably won't be able to give you a chpter over the weekend. I eagerly await your next review.