AN IRISH FAIRY IN LONDON.
Author's note: I don't own anyone, blah, blah, blah. Thank for reading and please review. While doing that, can someone please tell me the names of some of the council members? Please?
"Holly? Holly? I know you can hear me." Foaly's tones were (if possible) more annoying over the desk speaker than they were in real life.
Captain Holly Short rolled her eyes. The elf jabbed a dull blue button and said: "Yes Foaly? What now?"
"Big problem. A very big problem. Come to the Op Booth, OK?"
"Fine. I'll just stop doing all of my very important paperwork to come and see you." Holly said sarcastically.
Foaly couldn't resist giving Holly a smart remark back. "I'm honoured, really, but just come down. Its urgent." Holly stood up and without saying a word to Foaly, she set off for the Operations Booth where the centaur worked.
When Holly got there, Julius Root, Trouble Kelp, Foaly and a few of the council members were sitting or standing around.
"Now that Miss Short is here, may we continue?" Commander Root snapped.
"Just a minute, Julius." Interrupted one of the council members. "We did not employ, or promote you, to fight with Mister Foaly, Captain. Have you anything to say?"
Holly almost went as bright red as Root. "You heard?" She whispered meekly.
"Of course we heard. We've been in here for ages." Root answered.
Foaly sighed. "May I continue?" And so, without waiting for an answer, Foaly continued. "We've been discovered. In a way. The humans aren't sure of what they've found."
"What did they find?" Someone asked. Holly couldn't see who the speaker was.
"Remember how a troll somehow got above ground last week? The fairy that was told to bring him didn't have a locator. He killed the troll and he also died shortly after. Since this guy had no locator, we haven't been able to find his body until now. When we found it, he and the troll were both being loaded into a human truck. Our satellites followed the truck, and then the plane, and then another truck into a scientific laboratory in London, England. After that, the mud man world leaders have been swarming in from everywhere to look at the LEP officer and the troll. The mud men are convinced that they've found aliens.
"As in space-men?" Root asked.
"Yes. Space-men…" Foaly laughed in spite of the situation.
"Has any of the low-ranking med men found out? The civilians?" Trouble Kelp spoke for the first time.
"No, not yet." Foaly answered. "Only a few scientists. But just about everyone in mud man land says they've seen an alien. Nothing to worry about there."
"Well? We better do something about it." One of the council said. "Short, Kelp? Go to London, find the bodies and clear the way for a retrieval team. We'll mind wipe the lot of those mud men."
Holly and Trouble both gaped at the council member.
Trouble spoke again. "Why us?"
"You two are the best, of course. Who else?"