Disclaimer:
Artemis isn't mine
My fic is not benign
I know I cannot rhyme
Sue bashing is not a crime
Got the picture yet? I don't own the rights to Artemis Fowl; I'm just borrowing the characters for some fun. In this chapter, Artemis meets Sue for the first time...
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Chapter Two: Meetings
ARTEMIS FOWL'S JOURNAL, DISK 2, ENCRYPTED. ENTRY 2
The reunion with father was not quite what I had expected, true I was slightly uneasy with his open exuberance and with the enthusiasm which he displayed at coming home, but, it was oddly peaceful to sit by his side in the lounge and listen to his reminiscences of those parts of his life for which he does not express shame and regret. He did in particular dwell on his friendship with Dr Egan who arrives later today but that is not of importance.
I awoke with that same curious feeling today, again I felt content, my drive to accumulate wealth forgotten. I must not let myself fall into such a routine, ambition is the key to success, aurum potestas est. I cannot allow myself to be swayed into complacence; I must replenish our fortune to its former magnificence. I will surpass it, father may not realise this but by abandoning the family motto he has left it in my hands to assure our future.
I must end this transmission. Our guests will be arriving soon, let it be recorded however that I am still sceptical regarding my mothers protestations about her lack of intentions regarding Susanna Marie. If she were as innocent as she claims why pressure me to wear 'that blue shirt Arty, it gives such definition to your eyes,' considering her own fixation with my fathers blue eyes I find myself not quite reassured.
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ARTEMIS FOWL'S JOURNAL, DISK 2, ENCRYPTED. ENTRY 3
She's beautiful. I barely heard a word father said at the dinner table. I must have seemed so uncouth. I think I stared at her all the way though supper. I didn't expect to be so affected by physical perfection in any female. She's so beautiful. She is but an inch shorter than me. Her hair is luxuriant and as golden as the rays of the sun. Her eyes, I've never seen such depth, such iridescence, such magnificence. As green as the rolling hills of Ireland, she drew me in with a single glance. I need rest to reflect upon this but I could not go to bed without having paid homage to the beauty that has entered my life.
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ARTEMIS FOWL'S JOURNAL, DISK 2, ENCRYPTED. ENTRY 4
Re-reading my previous entry in the cold light of day has left me shaken to the core. How could I have allowed myself the indignity of rambling like some inebriated lovesick imbecile! My behaviour in retrospect can only be described as appalling. I only hope that I have not shamed myself beyond repair. Fortuitously I recall that most of the meal was spent looking down at my plate and using my new found appreciation for gourmet cookery to hide my confusion. My entry last night was unforgivable, I will leave it un- erased to stand as a reminder to me to never allow such a despicable lapse to ever occur again. Susanna Marie, or Sue as she prefers to be called, must never again be allowed to render my wits senseless. I cannot avoid her company and in fact am most likely to be left for hours as her only companion. Juliet will accompany me at all these times, however mother noticed my behaviour, I suspect she may find reasons to call Juliet away for other tasks. I must always be on guard; no female will change the course of my destiny. I will not allow any distractions to prevent me from pursuing gold.
I am still disgusted by my entry. I had wished that even in such a state I, of all people, could maintain a sensible style of writing, my excessively maudlin sentence structure, the needless repletion, and the obtuse poetic references all highlight the importance of not being caught unawares in such situations. I shall consider it a learning experience. Sue will not affect my intellect again.
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Author's Note: Well did you really think that someone of Artemis' intelligence wouldn't fight against the harpy-like attractions of the Sue?
Other diary entries will follow, in chapter three we find out what Sue thought of Arty, what Juliet thinks of all of this and whether Artemis can survive his next encounter with Sue unscathed.
Artemis isn't mine
My fic is not benign
I know I cannot rhyme
Sue bashing is not a crime
Got the picture yet? I don't own the rights to Artemis Fowl; I'm just borrowing the characters for some fun. In this chapter, Artemis meets Sue for the first time...
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Chapter Two: Meetings
ARTEMIS FOWL'S JOURNAL, DISK 2, ENCRYPTED. ENTRY 2
The reunion with father was not quite what I had expected, true I was slightly uneasy with his open exuberance and with the enthusiasm which he displayed at coming home, but, it was oddly peaceful to sit by his side in the lounge and listen to his reminiscences of those parts of his life for which he does not express shame and regret. He did in particular dwell on his friendship with Dr Egan who arrives later today but that is not of importance.
I awoke with that same curious feeling today, again I felt content, my drive to accumulate wealth forgotten. I must not let myself fall into such a routine, ambition is the key to success, aurum potestas est. I cannot allow myself to be swayed into complacence; I must replenish our fortune to its former magnificence. I will surpass it, father may not realise this but by abandoning the family motto he has left it in my hands to assure our future.
I must end this transmission. Our guests will be arriving soon, let it be recorded however that I am still sceptical regarding my mothers protestations about her lack of intentions regarding Susanna Marie. If she were as innocent as she claims why pressure me to wear 'that blue shirt Arty, it gives such definition to your eyes,' considering her own fixation with my fathers blue eyes I find myself not quite reassured.
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ARTEMIS FOWL'S JOURNAL, DISK 2, ENCRYPTED. ENTRY 3
She's beautiful. I barely heard a word father said at the dinner table. I must have seemed so uncouth. I think I stared at her all the way though supper. I didn't expect to be so affected by physical perfection in any female. She's so beautiful. She is but an inch shorter than me. Her hair is luxuriant and as golden as the rays of the sun. Her eyes, I've never seen such depth, such iridescence, such magnificence. As green as the rolling hills of Ireland, she drew me in with a single glance. I need rest to reflect upon this but I could not go to bed without having paid homage to the beauty that has entered my life.
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ARTEMIS FOWL'S JOURNAL, DISK 2, ENCRYPTED. ENTRY 4
Re-reading my previous entry in the cold light of day has left me shaken to the core. How could I have allowed myself the indignity of rambling like some inebriated lovesick imbecile! My behaviour in retrospect can only be described as appalling. I only hope that I have not shamed myself beyond repair. Fortuitously I recall that most of the meal was spent looking down at my plate and using my new found appreciation for gourmet cookery to hide my confusion. My entry last night was unforgivable, I will leave it un- erased to stand as a reminder to me to never allow such a despicable lapse to ever occur again. Susanna Marie, or Sue as she prefers to be called, must never again be allowed to render my wits senseless. I cannot avoid her company and in fact am most likely to be left for hours as her only companion. Juliet will accompany me at all these times, however mother noticed my behaviour, I suspect she may find reasons to call Juliet away for other tasks. I must always be on guard; no female will change the course of my destiny. I will not allow any distractions to prevent me from pursuing gold.
I am still disgusted by my entry. I had wished that even in such a state I, of all people, could maintain a sensible style of writing, my excessively maudlin sentence structure, the needless repletion, and the obtuse poetic references all highlight the importance of not being caught unawares in such situations. I shall consider it a learning experience. Sue will not affect my intellect again.
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Author's Note: Well did you really think that someone of Artemis' intelligence wouldn't fight against the harpy-like attractions of the Sue?
Other diary entries will follow, in chapter three we find out what Sue thought of Arty, what Juliet thinks of all of this and whether Artemis can survive his next encounter with Sue unscathed.