Disclaimer: Don't own Artemis Fowl, any of the characters, etc.
A/N: Thanks again to reviewers. Sorry I haven't replied to all the reviewers, but I'm having trouble with my computer. Stupid computers. Thanks to everyone though, and to my new reveiwers (amazing I have any really, considering I haven't updated in forever). I do have the Opal Deception, but seeing as this fic didn't have a place before it, it doesn't now either. I can't believe Eoin killed Root off! I know this chappy isn't v. good. Please Review!
Chapter 10
(Club somewhere random in Haven)
The Commander wasn't happy. At all. He still wasn't exactly sure how he'd been conned into coming to this club. This loud, noisy, crowded club, filled with annoyingly young people, who were being annoyingly young. Holly kept smirking at him. He wasn't going to give in though, no matter how much she smiled at him with that unnaturally beautiful smile, or got the donkey to annoy him. Not that Foaly was enjoying himself either. Julius, Foaly, and Trouble, were all sitting in a row, all with a drink in front of them, all scowling with their arms crossed, looking for all the world like the three stooges.
Holly laughed at them from the dancefloor. Kit glanced at her, then at them, and burst into giggles herself. "You think they realise how daft they look?" she asked.
"Doubt it." Holly grinned.
"So, whats the deal with you and this Julius guy then? You like him?"
Holly gave her a filthy look, "What is this obsession everyone about me and Julius! No I don't fancy him! Well, maybe a little, iddy biddy bit" she giggled slightly, and blushed. Kit grinned. "He sorta hinted he liked me too this morning though. I don't know. Why are guys so stupid!"
Kit smiled slightly, "this morning?" she asked curiously.
"Don't get your hopes up. He'd been over-doing it at work, and I had to drive him home. He invited me in for a drink, and I fell asleep. Nothing happened, promise. Besides, I'd have told you by now, wouldn't I?" she sighed quietly, and the two headed back to the table.
Neither could resist a grin at the three guys, and they shared a knowing glance. "Right then Julius, I'll have a barcardi and coke, Hol'll have a vodka and orange. Go on then, go fetch." She stared after him in shock, as he got up and obediently fetched. She gave Holly a grin, "Well trained, ain't he?"
