Rightyo, here's another chapter from me! Hope you like it, if you don't then you can just sue me. Oh yeah, I haven't said this for a while (if at all…) - I own none of the following characters, just what they do. I am not Eoin Colfer, or even something that vaguely resembles him.
"Holly…"
"What Lord Fowl Breath?"
"I'm hungry. Again."
"What a shock. Tell me why I am ever so exceedingly shocked?"
"Because I am a genius and geniuses don't get hungry like this?"
O,o "Right… What happened to that beeping noise that occurred in the last chapter?"
"Why are you asking me?"
"I wasn't asking you, Mud Boy. I was asking the author, Fish Stix Satay."
Me: "I don't know. Nowhere in particular, I guess. It was that sort of beep that was just happy being nowhere in particular at any particular point in this particular fanfic. And yes Holly, I could say particular more times in any one particular sentence."
"How did she know I was going to ask that?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's because she's the omni-present author that got the brilliant idea of shoving us in a janitors closet together for no particular reason in particular with this particular story."
:-! "SHUT UP! That is such an annoying word!" beep returns from nowhere in particular "AAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHH!"
"Hey… the beep is back!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
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"OH MY GOD!"
"What is it, Fowl?"
"I found another randomly placed patch of mushrooms!" Slurping noises emitted from Artemis's general direction
"You're going to regret that, my little Mud Boy!"
"Whatever."
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"Look at me, with my pretty bracelet and tiara, I'm a flipping Princess."
"D'arvit. Now I have to take this off my list."
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Can't think of how to word any ideas right now. Sorry it's a short chapter, but I have some writer's block (very sad, loosing talent to write my name!). I think I'll say some thank yous and note to my reviewers:
Schizophrenic squirrel: yes I am from New Zealand. Where are you from? I finished the forth book the other day (have you read it yet? What do you think about it?) I was extremely disappointed and noticed there was a certain lack of a particular Foaly.
Catwytch: I'm watching you… mushroom killer.
Pure Idiocy: thanx, but the nice men in the white jackets say I'm perfectly fine.
Queen of Randomness: thanks for the ideas; I might borrow a few.
Can't think any more… brain in overload.