Amethyst's Room
Three raps were heard as Amethyst snapped her mini computer down in a hurry. Her encrypted diary was not to be revealed to even her precious mother. "Come in," she called. She propped herself up on her bed and kept herself busy typing up her thesis. She might be able to apply with a fake ID somehow.
"So, what's up?" her mother asked, with that same sincere smile on her flawless face.
Amethyst managed a small smile, her gaze on the amethyst bracelet. She had to work up the nerve to ask of this question again without sounding like a dolt. "Well, I was wondering." Amethyst paused. "How you and dad met."
Athena smirked, that dreamy look no longer there, "Well," she began, "haven't we been through this before?"
"You know the drill," Amethyst grinned, "I ask and you get that look in your eyes and you tell me to 'look'."
Mrs. Fowl nodded, her smirk replaced with a grin. "This time you get an answer though. Look at your amethyst bracelet, run it through scans and you'll get the answer. It isn't a family heirloom like you thought it was, but it is very, very important."
Amethyst shot a questioning look at her mother. "Huh?"
"Just scan and you'll see. Use the Quartz Analyser if you must."
Amethyst shrugged. She unfastened the catch on her Amethyst bracelet and stared at it for a while. Athena stared at her and smiled watching those familiar thinking lines appear. She had seen that look on Artemis and if Amethyst knew how much she and her father were alike she would most definitely freak. Athena Fowl got up to leave giving Amethyst a knowing look. "Oh and mum," Amethyst began, "thanks for finally giving me a clue."
"Welcome dear."
The second heir to the Fowl business heard the door shut softly after her mother kissed her on the forehead. She leapt off her bed and dashed to a corner of her room. The eager girl pulled a chest drawer open revealing blinking lights and a machine with a clear bottom. The amethyst bracelet was slipped on the scanner with a red beam scanning it thoroughly. With a flick of a switch, a giant screen appeared showing the analysis of the bracelet. It was definitely no ordinary bracelet as Amethyst now knew. It held secrets of the Fowl empire, the secrets of the world and most importantly the secrets of Artemis and Athena.
A portable keyboard slid out at command and the mouse was placed gingerly next to it. Quick fingers practically danced on the keyboard as the data started streaming out like a rapid river. Pictures, documents and etcetera filled even the large screen. Windows kept appearing one by one as Amethyst stared in amazement. With each open window her blue eyes grew wider and wider. She decided that one screen wasn't enough. LCD projections soon followed each with their own task. There were secrets from every continent, country, state, city and even FBI files. "This is so totally-" Amethyst frowned trying to find the proper word for this once in a lifetime find. "Awesome," she decided.
Spirals of Gnommish appeared on the screen. The thousand year old file was yet to be transformed by Foaly since it belonged to the Natural Museum of Fairy History. At yet another projection appeared pictures of the young Fowl and the young Hawk. One with a reluctant smile and another with a cheerful smile. The sole owner of Fowl Enterprises was actually in Paris, his hands in jeans instead of his usual Armani or Calvin Klein. "A definite breakthrough," Amethyst thought. The teenage Hawk was quite on the contrary, her outfit casual and cool and seemed like no surprise. The picture of the adolescents started going through a slide show.
"America, Italy, Mexico, Peru, Indonesia, China, Ukraine, Germany, is there any place my parents haven't been?" the still astounded Amethyst wondered. "Maybe these people are not my parents. The dates and times, only a few minutes apart. Impossible. My parents could not have constructed these things in their teen years."
"Emmy?" her brother's voice rang through her room. The utter silence was enough to evoke some suspicion in her brother. He expected blasting music, a loud television or at least something
"Yeah?" Amethyst replied breaking away from her train of thought and also breaking her silence.
"What are you up to?"
Amethyst scowled. Those stupid psychologists were completely wrong, Willy was most definitely not like her fun loving mother, she was. Willy was a boring pale vampire who didn't even have sarcasm in every sentence. "Nothing."
"Then can I come in?"
"What's the password?"
"Gooey chocolate chip cookies are in my hands right now straight from the oven," Willy said instead.
"Close enough." The door opened for Willy to enter. To him the LCD projections were invisible and the monitor was hidden once again. Everything was engineered to be as compact as possible and Amethyst had to admit, it was a pretty good system she had thought of.
Artemis Fowl the Third held a tin of cookies, straight from Libra's oven. "Here," he offered, "I helped with the cookies."
"Male Fowls don't make cookies," Amethyst smiled, mimicking her father's voice.
"Well, female Fowls don't dismantle their parent's Benz and Rolls at five to compare the differences."
"Male Fowls don't take up cooking classes."
"Female Fowls don't wake up early in order to get access to a back door of a bank system which shuts down at a certain time for a few seconds."
Amethyst stuck out her tongue. "Male Fowls don't take interest in, um, girl stuff."
"I most certainly do not."
"Okay, I faked that, big deal."
Willy frowned at his surroundings. The walls were bare, no giant LCD projections like he had seen before. What was his sister hiding? He inspected every detail of the room, finally coming to the conclusion that his sister was actually quiet for once. It should have been on that old fashioned TV show, what was it called? Oh yes, 'Ripley's Believe It Or Not'.
"Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?" he finally asked.
"I decided to find my inner chi?" Amethyst half guessed half answered.
"You hate yoga."
"Oh shut up."
Willy made a mental note to report this to his father immediately. Unfortunately for him Amethyst's foot stool was in his way causing him to trigger some chain reaction ending up with only one conclusion. His sister was up to no good. The monitor came back up, the projections were showing up again on the walls and more windows were appearing by the minute. "You are in so much trouble."
"I know," Amethyst casually shrugged.
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