chapter 3:
Dear Othello (yes there will be a ref to Othello in every chappie because the she the reason I wrote the damned thing),
I looked up an Irish/Brit slang website. I thought it important that Fowl knew some slang to make it look like he was "just a normal kid" instead of the super-genius he really is, part of his alias, mon amour. Ryou is just too British, besides it was a fast way of connecting the two 'verses. Malik will appear, maybe... MWHAHAHAHAHahAHAHAHA. I don't know if Bulter would be allowed on school grounds. I know he's not at Artemis' real school and he didn't really serve a purpose there except make the teacher nervous. Maybe he went because he didn't want to make Anzu's parents nervous?
Bold is telepathy (the yamis)
Disclaimer (sort of) :All points of view represented are plot developments, flames stemming from these shall be mirror-forced back to flamer. My clothes are mine, nothing else.
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"dammit" Seto Kaiba continued to trash his room
"Big brother? Are you okay?" Mokuba asked through the door
"No, but it's nothing you can help me with." Seto opened the door. Mokie stared at him from beneath that mop of black hair "Don't worry, little brother, I can handle it" Seto smiled tersely, "I think" he mumbled. Mokuba stepped inside the trashed room, and shut the door. The maids were going to have a field day when they saw this mess.
"Does this have anything to do with Artemis Fowl?"
"How did you-"
"Just because you refuse to be friends with Yugi and the gang doesn't mean I can't be."
"They're-"
"Nice people, Seto. They teach me morals and how to be a kid. You know slightly irresponible but cute? Which reminds me, I wanna go to the movies, money please"
"But what happened to the money I gave you-"
"Last week? Allowance, now"
"Not last week, two days ago, Friday."
"Spent it, advance please"
"But-"
"Do you like Jou or what?" Too aburpt a subject change
"What?"
"DO. YOU. LIKE. JOUNCHI KATSUYA?"
"no"
"Then stop leading him on."
"What! I am NOT leading the mutt on. What is he a masochist?"
"No, but he is crushing on you."
"Uh why?"
"How the hell should I know? I'm like only 13. And straight. You're good looks maybe?" Mokuba shrugged Sometimes I wonder if I'm the elder brother. Seto is soo naive sometimes. Seto sat on the bed, well, sort of. He missed and ended up on the floor. And he didn't noticed. I bet he never even thought that boys could like other boys. And he's the biggest fag I know. Next to Pegagus. "Should I give you the Facts of Life talk, brother?" Seto started.
"What?"
"You do know guys can like guys, as well as girls, Right? Homosexuality is possible, Seto."
"I-I know" The elder Kaiba continued to stare at nothing. Okay, new tactic
"Personally I prefer two chicks get it on, but that is my option." No reaction "Kaiiiba? Seeetoo? You in there, bro?"
"yeah" Mokuba sat in front of his brother.
"what's amatter? The fact that it's Jou?"
"no"
"Are you gay?"
"I...am not sure"
"Seto?"
"What could they see in me? My money?"
"What?"
"You just told me the mutt has a crush on me. Artemis Fowl sort of hit on me today."
"My brother, popular with the boys. I am soo happy."
"uh?"
"It's okay, big brother. I'm sure Rowl was just messing with you."
"Fowl"
"Whatever."
"Mokuba?"
"Yeah?"
"I make have met my intelligentual and scheming match...My better"
"Oh" Mokuba blinked "Well, I guess you have to marry him then"
"Mokuba?"
"Yes, big brother?"
"go eat shit"
"No thanks, I'm not hungry" Seto smiled
"Smartass"
"Oh, you definately are."
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Artemis paced back and forth on the pink carpet. Bulter watched passively, counting. He was at 27 cycles of the pace. 28. "Your going to wear a track in that poor girl's carpet."
"Yup, serves her right too. Evil pink carpet."
"Pink is going to be the off-color joke that isn't going to go away this fanfic, isn't it?"
"That and it's the author's dig at Anzu."
"Right. So why are you pacing anyway?"
"Kaiba is not how I expected him to be"
"What? Better looking?" Artemis looked at him funny.
"No, more naive"
"Naivety is a weakness you can exploit, Artemis."
"Yes, I know." 31 cycles of the pacing
"So why the pacing?" Bulter asked, Artemis stopped and looked at him.
"Because I'm not sure if I should, or can." Artemis said, frightened. He shook his head, continuing his pacing "Ridiculous conscious." Butler smirked. "I need an alternate form of manipulation."
"It could be worst."
"How?"
"You could fall in love with the boy. Or he with you. That would be a disaster."
"Love? Bulter, are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, Artemis"
"Fowls do not fall in love"
"Yes, they do. Your father did, and his father. And-"
"Okay, Okay, I get it. Stop in the name of all that is unsacremented." Artemis put his hands to his ears.
"Yes, Artemis. But, evenually we will have The Talk"
"I already know about sex, Bulter"
"No, the Love talk" Artemis covered his ears quickly
"AH my virgin ears" he deadpanned. Bulter laughed.