A/N: It's Wednesday, wish me luck!!! Now it's Thursday. So don't bother
wishing me luck. Sprry I didn't spell check, I don't have time, nd I
figyred chapter over nicly spelled words.
Naomi the Jupiter Adept: I took a peak at your stories, I like your writing style, I don't know why, I just do. Looks like every one want me to do in first person (including myself, I am so relieved). Okay, I am never introdusing you to Foaly, you'd mall the poor guy. I love fire, it has a calm and steady heart, yet it dances with life. Thanks for your review!
Eliza Star: (Author looks away, seemigly bashfull and embaressed.) Well, thanks, it's nice to know you like my story and writing style. As for first person, thankyou, I was afraid that everyone would say the opposite and I wouldn't get to do it the way I like to (First person is the most fun). If I asked for an oppinion, I damn well am going to listen. I'm glad you like Cerinthia, and what ideas so I do that are innovative? I can't think of any. As for the cowbay, yes, please send one up here (I live in cold humid NH) perferably a cute one. (Cough) on't you dare tell anyone I said that! I'm considered the Dianna ( She was a greek godess that was the virgin) in school. All because I don't flirt withguys I grew up with. Everyone one is realated to eachother her, litteraly! Exepting me, I moved when I was little. ************************************************************************
THe next day, when I awoke, I could barely remmember what had gone on the night before. I had managed to wake up enough to eat my dinner, and then I stumbled up into my room. I don't remmember anything else. I was still wearing my clothes, so I must have been really tired. I got up and took a quick shower, it was seven thirty. I immediately ran into Artemis' room. Foaly had shown me where it was yesterday.
I quietly opened the door and tiptoed in. I started shaking Artemis. "Waky waky."
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call Butler in here and have him murder you." Artemis told me drowsily.
"Cause it's christmas and you want to see your presents." I told him, making myself sound hyper.
"What time is it?" he asked as if he would at least consider it.
"It's four in the morning." I told him grinning mischeviously.
"BUTLER!" He yelled REALLY loud.
"No it's not, it's really seven thirty. I was just kidding, you really don't need to call Butler." I told him, beginning to panick.
He just sat up and watched me, a smirk on his face.
That's when Butler entered, "Yes Artemis."
I broke in before Artemis could say anything, "What time is it?" I asked eargently.
"Is that what you." Butler began angrily.
"NO! No, no. Artemis wants you to do something mean to me, but if you tell him that it's seven thirty, maybe he will change his mind." I told him quickly, putting the bed between me and myself.
Butler burst out laughing.
"It's not funny!" I yelled.
"Yes, it is." Artemis said, smirking at me cruelly.
That's when I grabed the blakets and gace a tug, he rolled of the bed, onto the floor, and got tangled in the sheets. "I'll see you down stairs." I smirked at him, oh that felt good!
I heard him growl as I ran down the stairs to the loung. I suddenly missed a step and was sent head over heals down the stairs. I was living from one step to the next, all I could se was a blackness, I had closed my eyes without realizing it. When I reached the bottom I found myself sprauled with my body on the stairs and head on the floor. Artemis had somehow gotten to the ground before me, 'I wonder if he slid down the stair rail,' and was standing over me smirking.
"You know, if you keep smirking like that it will eventualy stick." I growled at him. He just laughed as I struggled to get up. I was going to hurt in the morning. "Haha."
I quickly stalked off to the loung, I vaugly remmembered holly and co. going home before I went off to bed. "Artemis! Santa was here!" I said exitedly. "Maybe Santa's real in this world!" I yelled. And dove on my stocking. "Chocklate, how did he know?! It must be Santa." Artemis just stood in the doorway smirking. Though it wasn't so much a smirk any more as in an I-am-never-going-to-admit-to-knowing-her look.
HE walked over, gave me a long look and dramatic sigh complete with head shake, and oopened his stocking. He pulled out a leter that was stuffed in the toe and began to read.
"Did Santa tell you to stop beating up on the poor fairies or he was going to give you coal?" I asked with a grin.
"It's from Santa's great great grandson, and.maybe." He replied, looking kind of disgruntled.
"OH," I breathed, "so he is real here." I had always wanted santa to be real, and I found a wold were he was!
Artemis just gave me a long look before asking, "You don't have a real Santa?"
"No," I told him, genuinly sad.
He gave me a pitying look. "Mother and Father won't be up till twelve."
"Do you want to open your present anyway?" I asked.
He gave me a funny look before answering, "Sure." I handed him a package wrapped with sparkly red paper covered with pictures of choclate. HE slowly opened it, making sure not to rip the paper, he would do that, wouldn't he. I revealed a sweat shirt. "What's this for?" he asked stiffly, even a little offended.
"I thought you needed to relax a bit." I told him with a grin. He gave the sweat shirt a look of disgust he made no attempt to hide. "You didn't open the second package." I told him, handing it to him as a spoke. I got a really weird look after that. It revealed a perfect minature model of himself. HE was wearing a black suit without any wrinkles what so ever, and he had a slightly indulgent smile on. His black hair wa almost perfect, but not quite. That and a few other details made him looked poised but relaxed, and like a nice person.
"Where did you get this?" he asked me, his voice filled with a note of wonder.
"I made it, you do like it, right?" I asked, now nervous.
"Yes, it's amazing." He told me while turning it over in his hands and looking at it in every possible angle. I beamed.
"Butler, I got one for you two." I told him. He was sitting on the couch and watching us with interest. HE looked slightly surprised before takeing the ift I handed him. After ripping off the wrapping paper, he saw a picture of a troll/giant that was attacking a knight. You couldn't see the background, it was blurred and just suggested a ground and walls. The effect was to focus all of your attention on the two "people". "I made that one too." I told him proudly. All of those days I had sat around bored, I made myself work on my presents. That's when Juliet entered. "Hey, Juliet, I haven't seen you around for a while." I told her while handing her another present. When opened she saw a picture that showed a white kichen with two solid whit girls and an angry Artemis with a white spot on his suit. "Do you like it?" I asked her and Butler.
"Yes," they told me in unison. ************************************************************************
A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I have to go to my play, and I don't know how to continue, any ideas? How should I improve this? What do you consider Juliets personality? Please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Naomi the Jupiter Adept: I took a peak at your stories, I like your writing style, I don't know why, I just do. Looks like every one want me to do in first person (including myself, I am so relieved). Okay, I am never introdusing you to Foaly, you'd mall the poor guy. I love fire, it has a calm and steady heart, yet it dances with life. Thanks for your review!
Eliza Star: (Author looks away, seemigly bashfull and embaressed.) Well, thanks, it's nice to know you like my story and writing style. As for first person, thankyou, I was afraid that everyone would say the opposite and I wouldn't get to do it the way I like to (First person is the most fun). If I asked for an oppinion, I damn well am going to listen. I'm glad you like Cerinthia, and what ideas so I do that are innovative? I can't think of any. As for the cowbay, yes, please send one up here (I live in cold humid NH) perferably a cute one. (Cough) on't you dare tell anyone I said that! I'm considered the Dianna ( She was a greek godess that was the virgin) in school. All because I don't flirt withguys I grew up with. Everyone one is realated to eachother her, litteraly! Exepting me, I moved when I was little. ************************************************************************
THe next day, when I awoke, I could barely remmember what had gone on the night before. I had managed to wake up enough to eat my dinner, and then I stumbled up into my room. I don't remmember anything else. I was still wearing my clothes, so I must have been really tired. I got up and took a quick shower, it was seven thirty. I immediately ran into Artemis' room. Foaly had shown me where it was yesterday.
I quietly opened the door and tiptoed in. I started shaking Artemis. "Waky waky."
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call Butler in here and have him murder you." Artemis told me drowsily.
"Cause it's christmas and you want to see your presents." I told him, making myself sound hyper.
"What time is it?" he asked as if he would at least consider it.
"It's four in the morning." I told him grinning mischeviously.
"BUTLER!" He yelled REALLY loud.
"No it's not, it's really seven thirty. I was just kidding, you really don't need to call Butler." I told him, beginning to panick.
He just sat up and watched me, a smirk on his face.
That's when Butler entered, "Yes Artemis."
I broke in before Artemis could say anything, "What time is it?" I asked eargently.
"Is that what you." Butler began angrily.
"NO! No, no. Artemis wants you to do something mean to me, but if you tell him that it's seven thirty, maybe he will change his mind." I told him quickly, putting the bed between me and myself.
Butler burst out laughing.
"It's not funny!" I yelled.
"Yes, it is." Artemis said, smirking at me cruelly.
That's when I grabed the blakets and gace a tug, he rolled of the bed, onto the floor, and got tangled in the sheets. "I'll see you down stairs." I smirked at him, oh that felt good!
I heard him growl as I ran down the stairs to the loung. I suddenly missed a step and was sent head over heals down the stairs. I was living from one step to the next, all I could se was a blackness, I had closed my eyes without realizing it. When I reached the bottom I found myself sprauled with my body on the stairs and head on the floor. Artemis had somehow gotten to the ground before me, 'I wonder if he slid down the stair rail,' and was standing over me smirking.
"You know, if you keep smirking like that it will eventualy stick." I growled at him. He just laughed as I struggled to get up. I was going to hurt in the morning. "Haha."
I quickly stalked off to the loung, I vaugly remmembered holly and co. going home before I went off to bed. "Artemis! Santa was here!" I said exitedly. "Maybe Santa's real in this world!" I yelled. And dove on my stocking. "Chocklate, how did he know?! It must be Santa." Artemis just stood in the doorway smirking. Though it wasn't so much a smirk any more as in an I-am-never-going-to-admit-to-knowing-her look.
HE walked over, gave me a long look and dramatic sigh complete with head shake, and oopened his stocking. He pulled out a leter that was stuffed in the toe and began to read.
"Did Santa tell you to stop beating up on the poor fairies or he was going to give you coal?" I asked with a grin.
"It's from Santa's great great grandson, and.maybe." He replied, looking kind of disgruntled.
"OH," I breathed, "so he is real here." I had always wanted santa to be real, and I found a wold were he was!
Artemis just gave me a long look before asking, "You don't have a real Santa?"
"No," I told him, genuinly sad.
He gave me a pitying look. "Mother and Father won't be up till twelve."
"Do you want to open your present anyway?" I asked.
He gave me a funny look before answering, "Sure." I handed him a package wrapped with sparkly red paper covered with pictures of choclate. HE slowly opened it, making sure not to rip the paper, he would do that, wouldn't he. I revealed a sweat shirt. "What's this for?" he asked stiffly, even a little offended.
"I thought you needed to relax a bit." I told him with a grin. He gave the sweat shirt a look of disgust he made no attempt to hide. "You didn't open the second package." I told him, handing it to him as a spoke. I got a really weird look after that. It revealed a perfect minature model of himself. HE was wearing a black suit without any wrinkles what so ever, and he had a slightly indulgent smile on. His black hair wa almost perfect, but not quite. That and a few other details made him looked poised but relaxed, and like a nice person.
"Where did you get this?" he asked me, his voice filled with a note of wonder.
"I made it, you do like it, right?" I asked, now nervous.
"Yes, it's amazing." He told me while turning it over in his hands and looking at it in every possible angle. I beamed.
"Butler, I got one for you two." I told him. He was sitting on the couch and watching us with interest. HE looked slightly surprised before takeing the ift I handed him. After ripping off the wrapping paper, he saw a picture of a troll/giant that was attacking a knight. You couldn't see the background, it was blurred and just suggested a ground and walls. The effect was to focus all of your attention on the two "people". "I made that one too." I told him proudly. All of those days I had sat around bored, I made myself work on my presents. That's when Juliet entered. "Hey, Juliet, I haven't seen you around for a while." I told her while handing her another present. When opened she saw a picture that showed a white kichen with two solid whit girls and an angry Artemis with a white spot on his suit. "Do you like it?" I asked her and Butler.
"Yes," they told me in unison. ************************************************************************
A/N: Sorry it's so short, but I have to go to my play, and I don't know how to continue, any ideas? How should I improve this? What do you consider Juliets personality? Please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!