Disclaimer: Don't own Artemis Fowl, any of the characters, etc.

A/N: Thanks again to reviewers. I've never tried to write Foaly before, and I doubt I'd do a good job of it, so sorry about that.

S.T: Thanks! You know, you are one of my loyalist reviewers? And you don't even like H/R! *looks proud* ;)

Magey: Ah well, our revenge I suppose :D. How far into the order are you now? I know the DADA one, kinda. That the HP one that I've never read :P. And I know ADTATFR (I remembered!). So FC soon? *hopeful look*

Maiden Genisis: Thank you. I'll try, but no promises.

Holly Rox: Thanks, I'll try.

The Toaster: Sorry, I'm working on long chappies, honest.

Chapter Seven

"Foaly? Would you like to do me a favour?" Holly asked the centaur, trying to see what he typing.

"Depends what it is", moving slightly so she could see the report. Holly's nose wrinkled. Boring.

"Driving Julius insane." She grinned at him encouragingly, while parking herself on the sofa the council had forced him to put in the Ops. Booth after standing around for hours on end during an emergency a few weeks ago.

"And why would I want to drive Julius insane? And what do you want me to do? Put decaf coffee in the machine? Hide his cigars? Make Mini Kelp and Verbil stalk him?" Foaly was already coming up with ideas. Holly grinned.

"Decaf would be great. And help the rest of the LEP get over their caffiene addictions. Don't forget to put Expresso in the machine in a few weeks though, okay? And if you could hang around in his office all day talking technical it would be great." She was grinning evilly.

And that was when Root walked in. "You have the Henderson report done yet Pony?". He glanced at Holly, and suspician clouded his face. She looked waaaaay to innocent. "What? Why you looking at me like that?"

Holly smirked. "You gonna tell me what you meant earlier?"

"No. Besides, I didn't mean anything. And I asked first."

Holly stuck her tongue out at Root, causing disbelief to cross Foaly's face. They were mad; both of them. If he didn't know better, he would almost venture to say Holly was flirting. With Julius. He watched her curiously. She was! She was flirting! With *Julius*! And people said he was mad.

"Much as I hate to inturrupt you two lovebirds, but I need to get these reports to do". He gave a winny of amusement as the dirty looks he was recieving. "Hit a nerve?" He grinned, turning back to his computers.