CONSIOUS MINDS

Artemis strolled into the room, his bad mood still very much in tact. His father was seated at the far end of the lavishly decorated dining room, at his left his mother was eyeing what he could only hope weren't guest lists for some overly elaborate party designed specifically for her newest round of cruel and unusual punishment. His presence went unnoticed until he took a seat at his fathers right and casually removed his napkin from the gold ring it had been encased in. His father made a show of lowering that morning's paper and folding it down in front of his son, an appraising smile gracing his features.

"Well, son looks like you were right. Our latest stock bid just earned 2 million dollars." His father's face was beaming with pride and Artemis was secretly laughing on the inside. After a near week of trying to convince his father to invest in StatCom he had finally managed to get him to call the broker that worked for his company, and with a little persuasive dealing on Artemis' part with the company owner he had convinced him to sell them 50% of the company. Though this would all have gone down the drain if Artemis hadn't called in a favor and with some not- quite- legal business deals the stock prices had soared, earning Artemis some spending cash. Of course this was all done right under his fathers nose and with that thought he commended himself on a con well done.

" Well you know father I just have a knack for these things." The sad thing was his father ate it all up, as though his son was actually making money with honesty and integrity. A knack indeed.

" Arty, darling, I have a surprise for you." His mother disrupted in a sweet little voice. How he detested that nick name, he had given up trying to convince her to stop using it since every time he tried she would enter into a full on discussion on how much he had grown up and some such babble. Honestly, he was seventeen; it was about time to let go.

" Mother if that is a guest list, as I suspect it is-" he began, though she immediately put a hand up to silence him.

" Artemis, all I ask is one more, please, just one more party." She pleaded with him as she usually did and he could barely contain the urge to run away screaming. There was no way he was going to get out of this one unless he acted quickly. The only problem was he had no working excuse prepared, there were no other party's his friends were throwing and he was currently single. With a deep sigh of regret he mumbled and un-enthusiastic "fine." Her face lit up as she leaned over the table and kissed his cheek claiming that he wouldn't regret it. He glanced to his father only to find a small smirk fixed on the man's face. As his mother excused herself from the room to make a 'few' calls he turned on him.

" You traitor." He accused in an angry tone as his father finished drinking his coffee. Artemis Fowl the first gave his son a look of pity before excusing himself as well, in order to get ready to leave for the office. Artemis finished his coffee as well and exited the room, catching up with Butler, who had been climbing the steps to his room.

" Did I hear correctly or was your mother just ordering party invitations?" He questioned with a small almost unnoticeable hint of teasing in his low baritone voice. Artemis set a glare on him and remained silent, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of answering.

AN: Hey guys- thanks to the people who reviewed, I will defiantly take what you said into consideration. I WANT MORE REVIEWS PEOPLE! Oh and this story will not be Artemis/ Juliet- just to clarify because I am going to create my own character. And sorry for the short chapters- I promise they will get longer as the story gets going. I'll update soon! BYE!