Frond Recovery Centre

Not everybody could afford to travel to other worlds, which was why the Frond Recovery Centre was put to use after centuries. The poor of Haven, which was actually only a small amount huddled in the dome, which was constructed to withstand and attack. Solar powered blankets and other expensive stuff made them forget about their troubles. They had never watched a 88 inch monitor, but to touch one of the things that only the rich could afford was more than enough to wish that the attack didn't end.

The recovery centre was never this glamorous. The place used to be a dingy cube building and now it was a dome after the mud men tunnelled in too deep and broke the fairies' water hydro system about a decade ago. It could have been prevented but the entire system was down because the idiotic mud men crashed into their system's habitat, the rainforest. After the ultimate rich among the people decided that it was too mediocre if they ever had to live there again, they upgraded it. In their circles, they spent a mere five gnoms to pay for everything. Otherwise it cost a whopping five hundred million.

A few of the rich sat there as well from those rich old misers to the two hundred year old whiz fairy but only because they were such darn misers. The whiz kid sat with his mini-mini computer, patented by himself, he learned under Foaly so there was no competition for the centaur. The robo-bots served drinks and food to the hungry while the 'helpless' and 'miserable' giggled and laughed.

Two camouflaged humans walked into the dome, walking towards the LEP officers stayed. Trouble Kelp was back there, his face as red as Julius' except this one with embarrassment. Wing Commander Vinyanya, was talking with Foaly, worried expressions on their faces. Major Yap and Jap, twin elves, were peering over a computer and that was about all the officers that dared to stay but where were Holly and Grub?

There they are, storming into the room with two humans striding behind them, glancing at each other angrily, though no one could see them.

"Foaly," Athena cried, "Artemis won't let me watch TV."

"Foaly," Artemis mimicked, "Artemis won't let me watch TV."

"He's doing it again, with that stupid high girlie voice."

"It's your voice," Artemis remarked, vampire smile on his face, or technically Athena's face.

"It isn't girlie."

Athena and Artemis expected Foaly to laugh and chuckle but no, he looked at them with a grim face. "It's about time," he said testily.

"What's wrong? We have the experimental cure."

"Root is in the FERU, the Fairy Emergency Recovery Unit, if he can recover," Vinyanya replied, with a warm smile, she knew the teens' problems. "Foaly is losing a part of him, the commander was not only like a brother, he was also a great way to release stress to Foaly."

"Oh," Athena's voice fell. She held up a vial. "We worked this out while we were quarrelling about Jimmy Neutron."

"That doesn't sound good," Holly commented. Did everyone have to be serious?

"It will work, trust us," the Fowl heir said, wrapping his arm around Holly's shoulders.

"No way, you're actually being nice," the brunette girl tried to joke.

"He tries," Grub added.

Foaly broke his rare moment of silence, "Follow me," he said quietly, "all of you."

Trouble's eyes widened, "Centaurs," he mumbled.

Major Yap and Jap followed their eyes cast on the floor. Foaly was not himself. It was like something else took over him. Vinyanya followed suit but her eyes were strong and determined. Artemis whispered to Vinyanya, "Commander," he whispered, "can you help me swab his skin?"

Vinyanya eyed him speculatively. She took the cotton bud without a complaint. The liquid contained a quick drying liquid that would collect any DNA or any item on one's skin without a trace and Artemis had a strong suspicion about Foaly. Nothing like this would quieten him that much, there was absolutely no doubt about it. He would be calm and strong, like in the Artic Incident.

Quietly the youngest girl of the Hawk family, snuck into Foaly's beloved computer laboratory, carrying her spare vial. She sat down in the comfortable hover chair and typed furiously on the computer, Foaly's password completely open to her. She poured the honey coloured liquid into a beaker for the computer to analyse. She pored over its contents, unable to decide whether it was correct. She flipped the main switch for Crystal and Vox, two computers Foaly would never let her touch, to check their software. The beaker was emptied and Crystal and Vox were set to work with Artemis doing some investigation of his own without the fairies' interruption, which was, I think, for their own good.

He sat down by Root's bed, forcing the liquid down his throat gently. It woke Root up at the very least, with jerks and shaking, which nearly broke the bed. "D'Arvit."

Foaly was still grumpy, just as Artemis had suspected which was why Athena was in the computer room now. When Vinyanya had swabbed some DNA, Athena was also sent to analyse it and the supposed antidote.

"Dracula, Dracula," said a voice in his earpiece, "come in, Dracula."

The latex around his throat brought signals to Teena's earpiece. "Don't call me Dracula," the latex translated. "What did you get?"

"The nanobots have an after effect like you thought, if they don't have protection and were exposed to it, if they don't shrivel first."

"Admit it, I was right."

"You were right, how are we going to get Foaly to drink the antidote?"

"We have to see whether it works on Root first."

No crackles were heard anymore, Hawk sat at the edge of the chair afraid of a bad conclusion. Fowl leaned comfortably in his chair, suppressing his excitement and his fear. Commander Root was rising and now he was falling, and falling and falling back in the bed. Julius Root's ears didn't change, which showed signs of failure.
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Sorry for the delay. I was kinda busy with studying and I went on a holiday for a while. I'm sorry if I'm going nearly nowhere but I'm really busy please forgive me. That's all.