'Ello and welcome to chappie 5! 34 flippin' reviews. On my first story. I love you ALL! Erm, sorry, that was scary. Mulch's POV in this chappie. ;)
Mulch was bored. Artemis told him to lay low for a while after he went free, so as to keep the LEP from being suspicious. Mulch was not good at waiting. He leaned back on the creaky bed. There was too much concrete in the hotel (motel, whatever it was) for his liking. Mulch sighed and closed his eyes, envisioning the look on Root's face when he lost the court case. Priceless, simply priceless.
Artemis sat at the breakfast table, typing on this laptop. He looked up as Jessica came into the room, yawning. Her hair was sticking-up in strange directions and her glasses were slightly askew. She was wearing bunny slippers. Artemis allowed himself a satisfied vampire smirk. He, of course, was already in his Armani suit.
"Your fruit is to your right if that's what you want," (Woho! 'E' less!) Artemis pointed out in response to Jessica's blind searching. Jessica muttered something that Artemis interpreted as a thank you.
Mrs. Fowl swept in with a plate of slightly-burn bacon. Artemis didn't really like bacon (the cad!), but he ate it to keep his mother happy.
"Arty, why don't you take Jessica around and show her the sights?"
Artemis sighed. Didn't anyone know he had work to do? He also had various contacts that would be quite perturbed if they weren't given answers. Artemis typed on his computer, canceling as many appointments as possible. Mrs. Fowl's question was more of a command than a question. Plus, he didn't want to give her any reason to think he was engaged in underhand dealings. "If she doesn't have any other plans."
"Do you like nature?" questioned Artemis.
"Yeah," Jessica responded.
"There's something special about Tara, but I can't quite remember…" Jessica noticed that he seemed to be talking mostly to himself. She didn't mind. She though Artemis was very……for lack of better term, menacing.
"Tara sounds like a wonderful place, Arty. You should walk some of it. And change out of that suit," interrupted Mrs. Fowl. The 'yuck-I-don't-wanna' look flashed across Artemis's face, but so quickly, you wouldn't know if you blinked. Jessica smiled. Maybe he was more human than he first appeared.
There was pandemonium in Foaly's 'office'.
"His memories aren't coming back just form seeing that place, are they?" said a purplish individual through clenched teeth.
"Julius! You know I do things the right way! He'll just come-up with some new memories."
The purple individual had faded to a red color. "Don't call me Julius."
Holly watched the screen. "We just always seem to have issues when Artemis is around…" Holly said to no one in particular.
Butler went to get the smaller limousine. His bodyguard intuition was troubling him. (A/n Well what was I supposed to call it? Butler-sense?) Something has happened at Tara. Somethings probably. He just couldn't remember what…
Yes, my chappies are shrinking. I blame violent video games. I will try my hardest to make the next one a long chappie. Long like a Social Studies lecture. Lalalalalalastoatlalalalala.
thalia524: Thank you. Yes, Jessica is afraid, very afraid.
tikitikirevenge: I accept your challenge. There is a challenge for you in one of my reviews. I am glad to help you achieve your evil end of something. Those are the best evil ends.
BeatlesLover: He's not going to insult her in front of his mother:P To your questions: 1) Yes, I did. My spelling is TERRIBLE and the idiot spellchecker thinks that's a word. 2) Jessica is based almost entirely on me. I surely hope she's not a Mary Sue. That would be freaky.
laBOBuren: It's the thought that counts. Are you sure you don't like sledge hammers? They make a terrific crunch noise.
boogalaga: Intentional double negative. I had a science teacher who would say, "Now don't use no bad grammar." It drove me nuts. :P Hope it's worth the wait.
silverfingers: I think he's compared to a vampire in the book. Not offended at all. :P I am the funny person with no spelling abilities once so ever. Fear me.
Tsubasstar: He'll come in with a bang…..
Phyllis Nodrey: Bally good story o' yours, wotwot. Thanks for the medal ole gel. Oh and DILLIE-SAMA. runs away, laughing maniacally
blondevil: Rest assured, I will do my best to keep him there.
Dark-empress-593: Writing. Yayith, people think I'm funny! does slightly-disturbing victory dance umm, bye now.
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