Bonus Mini-Fic!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I just have too much free time.
Special Thanks to versacexprada for the idea.
Why a Mini-Fic? Well, I've seen many people (skilled, unskilled, and semi-skilled writers) attempt to do the whole 'Artemis and/or other characters switch bodies/genders' and it ALWAYS turns out horrible or just plain mediocre, and for someone such as myself to attempt this, well…That'd be what we here in the good ol' U.S. of A. (HA!) call "Suicide." But thanks, I appreciate it, and I always try to go with ideas, unless I just have no idea what the idea-giver is talking about. For instance, someone once suggested that I do a Fantastic 4 Harry Potter parody, but since I've never read the comics or seen the movie, I just couldn't have done it, though I would have liked to. But anyway, here goes nothin':
Artemis Fowl awoke one day to discover that something was amiss. Being the left-brainer that he was, before attempting to physically discover why he felt so funky-ish, he tried to think first.
Hmmm…Thought Arty. Something doesn't feel right. My chest feels heavier than usual, my hair appears to be longer, and I feel strangely empty…Down below. Conclusion: Juliet has played some sort of cruel joke on me.
Artemis was about to climb out of bed and get to the bottom of this, but as he was attempting to do so, he glanced toward the mirror and squealed like a little girl.
"Who are you? Why are you in my room?" He cried, trying to cover himself, though he was wearing pajamas that covered almost everything.
But something wasn't right. He paused. He walked over to the mirror and scrutinized the reflection staring back at him.
"BUTLER!" He shouted. "I APPEAR TO HAVE BREASTS…AND A VAGINA! WHAT'S GOING ON?"
A strange, burly-looking woman Artemis had never seen before ambled into the room, but upon further examination, he realized it was Butler.
"Artemis, if this is some kind of weird experiment of yours, just tell me. I won't get mad, but I would like to know what the hell is going on here!"
It must have been Butler's time of the month.
"No, Butler, I have had nothing to do with this, but it seems we've become women overnight."
"…Really, Artemis? I wouldn't have noticed if you hadn't just told me."
"No need to get angry, Butler. I have an idea."
"What idea might this be?"
"Let's knit pot-holders!"
"Are you insane?"
"No, but I am a woman and I have an insane urge to knit something."
"Ok, works for me."
And off they skipped, hand in burly-woman hand, to knit pot-holders.
Review, please! .