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Disclaimer: wow these things get so annoying, I don't own Artemis fowl. I own Dea and Simone...If you have a problem with that call me at 1-866-2BAD.
Actually, Simone was created with Lily's help. So snaps for her!
ON TO THE STORY!
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"Oh, Stone face! Where art thou?" Dea slid down the banister and landed in the front hall, just as Artemis and Butler walked in with a new computer.
"Another computer? How many do you have?"
"I hav-"
"Thanks, I don't really care" Dea said following Artemis to his study, Butler had gone into the computer room.
"What did you do while I was gone?"
"Nothing at all!" Said Dea giving Artemis her best 'I'm innocent like an angel' look.
"I can tell you did something," he replied.
"Well, I broke a pair of your best scissors cutting my hair...and I messed up the closet looking for cloth strips...."
"You did what?"
"I broke a pair-"
"Yes I know. Show me how it looks."
Dea pulled of the baseball cap to reveal a mass of shoulder length hair, cut in a very masculine way.
"I cannot believe I agreed to this," said Artemis as he circled Dea. "What, If I'm allowed to ask, are the cloth strips for?"
"Use your brain, stone face!"
"I-"
"I what? Still don't know? Come on! Think!"
Artemis racked his brain trying to think of a reason she would need cloth.
"I do not, oh..."
"Right, took you long enough!"
"Well, I apologize for the fact that my brain does think of those facts!"
"Good thing mine does, or your parents would come home and wonder if the new style at your school is for guys to get fake breasts!"
"Miss. Nuhad. That is entirely unacceptable."
"The name is Draven. Draven Forrest Wolf Demien to be exact."
"Why so unusual, Mr. Demien?"
"Because, Artemis, I feel like it, savvy?"
"Very well, Draven. Now I think you should go redo your room and closet, so that it will not appear feminine in any way."
"Already done. Now I have nothing to do!"
"Then why don't you go pick your outfit? You are coming with Butler and myself to the airport." Just as he finished talking he found his arm, twisted behind his back. (AN: on of my fav. moves)
"You're not ordering me, are you Artemis?"
"I was merely suggesting."
"That's good then!" She let him go and skipped in the direction of her room.
'For someone as small as she is, she sure has a powerful grip.' Rubbing his shoulder, Artemis headed up to the library.
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"No way are you wearing that!" Said Artemis, exasperated at having to repeat himself.
"I am to!" Dea pouted and stamped her foot.
"No! You look like a common idiot."
"Well, excuuuse me for not looking like Little-Mr.-Business-Man!"
"I must-"
"Get in the car? Great! Lets go!" She pulled Artemis towards the gate where Butler was waiting with the limo.
Artemis got into the front seat, leaving the whole back open for Dea.
"You know, she could have chosen an outfit that was much worse," said Butler. The division stopped Dea from hearing the conversation.
"I cannot imagine an outfit worse than a pair of black jeans and Dragon's Fang shirt."
Butler shrugged and turned the topic to where the exchange student would be staying.
"I think we could put them in the west wing?" Said Artemis choosing the room furthest from his.
"I'll arrange for that."
"Hey, Artemis? Why didn't you put me in a guest room? Lord knows you have enough of them," came Dea's voice through the intercom. Both Butler and Artemis started.
"Hello, Draven. Please remember to change the intercom system back to normal before we arrive."
"Okey-dokey!" There were a few clicks and a hiss then the division went down and Dea's head appeared.
"Impressive system!" Said Dea. "Took me one minute to change!"
"I must ask you not to fiddle around with our limo intercom systems. My parents would be displeased."
"And lord knows we wouldn't want to displease them!"
"Draven, I will ask you one last time to act your age."
"Actually, you've never asked me that before!"
Artemis pushed the button to make the divider go up, quite pointless really. The next second it was back down and Dea had stuck her head through to enquire when they would reach the airport.
"Very soon," replied Butler.
For Artemis, it couldn't come soon enough.
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As they pulled into the airport, Dea gasped. She had been expecting the normal, public airport. Not a privately owned one.
"Zowie! Your family must be soaked in cash!" Artemis glared at her as they walked into the main building.
"Arty! How are you? I've missed you so much!" Artemis disappeared in his mothers hug as Dea did her best not to laugh. "We have a surprise for you, Arty! An exchange student from Paris! Her name is Simone Amblur." His mother stepped to the side to reveal the girl.
Simone was leaning against her suitcases; her long blond hair cascaded down to her tiny waist. She had on a tight V-neck shirt and the shortest possible skirt. She was wearing blue eye shadow, and what Dea thought to be at least three tubes of mascara.
"Hello, Artemis. I have wanted to meet you for ever so long," said Simone tossing her hair over her shoulder and heading towards Artemis. Dea glanced at Artemis. His face looked blank but she could tell that this was his worst nightmare come true.
"Miss. Amblur, a pleasure to meet you. Might I add that your English is impeccable?"
"Why thank you, Artemis, but you must call me Simone."
"Very well. Might I introduce to you to Draven Forrest Demien? He is staying at the manor."
"Is this one of your friends, Arty? Then we must get to know each other better!" Angelina Fowl took Dea by the arm and headed to the limo saying, "Now, I want you to tell me everything thing about yourself!"
Artemis's father helped Butler and Juliet with the suitcases, leaving Artemis to escort Simone.
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"This is your room, breakfast is at eight. If there is anything you need please don't hesitate to call me," said Butler. He had been given the task of showing Simone to her room.
"Wait a second, am I supposed to unpack my bags, myself?"
"Well-"
"That's what I thought. I'm going to go take a bath and when I come back I expect all my bags to be unpacked."
Butler sighed; this was going to be one long visit.
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Artemis sat down at his desk; he was in a foul mood. (AN: LOL foul mood!). He decided to find out a little more about this Simone person. He quickly managed to access her school file. It didn't say much; just that she was an exemplary student and had been accepted to four of the best colleges. "Not better than me though," said Artemis.
"Of course not! She got accepted into four MODELING colleges!" said Dea in a sarcastic voice.
"Miss. Nuhad! I would appreciate it if you would stop popping into my room through the vents!"
Dea grinned then flipped onto his desk. "Oh, dahhling! Moi? Pop? How dare you suggest such a thing?" Dea blinked her eyes rapidly in a perfect impression of Simone. "If you want to find out more about her, you must let the expert take over!"
"I doubt you'll be able to find anything I can't."
"Trust me, Artemis. Her father owns the largest model company. Any dirt on her is going to be under more than lock and key."
"And I am able to deal with that."
"Not without this, you aren't!" Dea held up a small locket.
"Where did you get that?"
"Miss. Amblur is well known amongst the Nuhad," said Dea her eyes hardening. "It is common information that she is to dull to remember her passwords, so she keeps them all in a locket around her neck."
"And you took this locket from her?" asked Artemis, outraged.
"So?"
"That is no way to treat a lady!"
"A LADY? You obviously don't know the Amblur family very well! Or maybe you're just to thick to realize the real reason she's here!"
"She is here as an exchange student!"
"First of all, the school she goes to does not have an exchange program. Secondly, if she was truly an exchange student, wouldn't you be in Paris right now?"
"Not necesar-"
"No, shut up!" And with that Dea turned and disappeared.
Artemis sighed and turned back to his computer. He closed the program he had been working on; something Dea had said was still in his head. 'Miss. Amblur is well known amongst the Nuhad.' What had she meant? Well, it was time to find out. Working quickly he opened her files then connected to the main Nuhad network. Traveling through pages of research he was amazed at the Nuhad's organization; he quickly copied the system into his folders. He turned back to reading the file on Simone.
Simone Amblur
Age-16
Height-5'3
Weight-101.01lbs
Eye color- blue
Hair color-blonde
Artemis skipped through the descriptions. They had everything from her blood type to fingerprint for gods sake!
Miss. Amblur is most commonly known for her part in the death of Charlie's sister. Unfortunately the case was written down as a driving school accident and the fact that it had been a fatal blow, never acknowledged.
Artemis's frown deepened, he had a lot of thinking to do. Unfortunately for him, he missed something at the bottom of the page: the last sentence.The Nuhad has reason to believe that the Amblur modeling company is going bankrupt and the owner has devised a plan to bring them back to riches. We hope this plan does not include some of our major 'donors' in money. The Agkle Industries, The Grants corporations and The Fowls.
(AN. there is no Fowl industries if you remember from the Eternity Code)
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"So darling, why don't you and Simone spend the day together? Butler, you and Juliet can have the day off. And Draven, dear, maybe-"
"That's okay, madam. I have a book I would like to finish."
"Aren't you a sweet boy! Well, I'll see you all later!" Mrs. Fowl waltzed off with Mr. Fowl, followed by a smirking Dea, leaving Artemis and Simone standing in the hall.
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The day had been a nightmare for Artemis. First, Simone had insisted on doing her nails then watching some movie that had characters with IQ's of zero. When dinner finally rolled around, Artemis found, to his dismay that Simone was to be dining with him as Dea and his parents had already eaten.
'Are all girls like this?' he wondered as he watched Simone tossed her hair and chatter on about the rising price of haircuts.
"Artemis, are you even listening to me?"
"Of course, Miss. Amblur."
"Oh, don't call me Amblur. It's such an ugly name! Save it for when you can call me Mrs. Fowl..." Simone's eyes widened.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Nothing! I think I'll turn in now, Artemis. If you don't mind."
"Not at all, goodnight."
Simone left, leaving a trace of her perfume behind, and a lot for Artemis to consider.
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Butler headed over to the practice rooms in the Lodge. He hadn't been in there ever sine he had been shot and now seemed just as good as any time to get back on track, or at least as close as he could get. For some reason, the lights were on in the room and he heard a 'thwack' every few seconds. Quietly, he snuck up to the door and flung it open only to find Dea practicing her flips on the mat.
"Miss. Nuhad! What are you doing here?"
"Practicing. I haven't for days. And please call me Dea. Unless we're up at the manor, then all me Draven!"
"Okay, Dea. Don't let me bother you." He headed over to the weight section of the room. After a few minutes, Dea switched to kicks. Butler paused to watch her; she was very good, no doubt about it.
"You know what you're doing wrong?"
"Well, if I did, I wouldn't be doing it, would I?"
"Point taken. See the thing is, your not twisting your foot. You twist your hips, which gives you the power. But if you don't twist your foot, you block some of that power. Here, watch."
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Juliet walked into the practice room after being forced to give Simone a massage. She shuddered and decided to go punch the punching bag for a while. She opened the door and found Butler explaining to Draven why you twisted your foot. She smiled; he had drilled it into her too.
"Brother! You'll scare Artemis's guest."
"Please, call me Draven. You must be Juliet."
"You guessed right." Juliet took a few steps away from him then towards.
"Hmmm...D'you mind spinning around?"
"Not really," he spun around.
"That's what I thought. So your name is Draven?"
"Yes,"
"Okay..." Juliet looked suspicious. "Now, this will sound rude, but are you a guy or girl?"
"Juliet!" reprimanded Butler
"Girl!" laughed Dea. "Is my disguise that easy to look through?"
"Nah, its just, I don't know, well, Artemis doesn't have any friends at his school, and also the fact that there are traces of nail polish on your toes...it just adds up."
"That makes sense, you want to join us?"
"Sure! I've been dying to beat someone up ever since that Amblur girl made me give her a massage, Bleh!"
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Artemis decided to check that Dea was in her room, before turning in. His brain had turned off for the night, leaving any thinking until the morning. He pulled the camera in her room onto the main screen. Nothing. Artemis decided to check the Lodge to see if Butler or Juliet were there. He found all three, Butler, Juliet and Dea sitting around the coffee table, playing cards. As he watched, Juliet said something and Butler and Dea laughed. Butler laughed, not a grim chuckle but a real laugh. Artemis wondered what Butler and Juliet were like when they weren't guarding him. For a moment, he felt left out. Here he was, alone while they were having fun, but then he shook his head and the thought left him.