Disclaimer: The ninjas (see my profile) tried to mindwipe all of my ninja sightings with stolen fairy technology. But they took my mental reminder of my disclaimer. So here it is: If I were Eoin Colfer, I wouldn't be on fanfiction, would I?
Major Trouble
Major Trouble Kelp leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling of his cubicle, bored out of his skull. Ever since Sool had become commander, Majors only did paperwork and sent lower fairies on all of the missions. Plus, Trouble had to meet every friggin' new fairy to enter his squad. Sometimes, Sool would insist on "supervising" to "see if the squad members get along". Why was he really doing this? The commander wouldn't give a damn if all of recon tore itself apart! Trouble missed the days when Commander Root and Holly were on the force. But Julius was dead and Holly didn't talk to any of her ex co-workers. Trouble was surprised that he missed her so much. Soon, his mind wandered off to the days of Root's screaming and Short's disobedience and sarcasm.
Major Kelp was wrenched from his daydreams to Sool's voice shouting: "KELP! GET YOUR LAZY ARSE OVER HERE!" He sighed and got up to head for the commander's office. Chances were that it was just some more paperwork. Commander Sool seemed to enjoy handing it out instead of doing it himself, the lazy hypocrite.
But in the office, next to the desk, was what seemed to be a male version of Holly! "Major Kelp, this is the newest addition to your squad, from Atlantis, Captain Short. Fortunately, there is no relation between him and the old Short." The new commander made the members of the LEP sound like collectable antiques. He continued to talk as the soldiers shook hands, "Kindly find an empty cubicle for him and…" Trouble chose that time to leave, neither bothering to wait for Sool to finish nor for the new Captain. There was one cubicle that wasn't taken, and he was reluctant to fill it: Holly's little corner of the Plaza.
On the way there, Captain Short tried to make small talk, but it didn't work. Trouble would just give answers that showed that he didn't really care. Trouble had gone into auto pilot after Root died. This meant he would avoid talking, ignore minor problems, and separate himself from the rest of the world as often as possible. It was like he was a ghost, floating between two worlds. The major went back to Police Plaza in time to hear Short mutter, "…no wonder Holly quit; I've been to more cheerful funerals!" "W-what? I thought-""I lied; that moron Sool swallowed it whole…but why did she quit? I heard about Fowl, but a stupid mud-boy wouldn't stop my sister!" They entered Short's cubicle, where Trouble told him about the artic incident, and how Root later managed to get Fowl mindwiped. Finally, he told the captain about Root's passing and Holly's leaving. "I need to get going, I have some paperwork to do." Trouble lied, so he could check something.
Author's note: Two things: 1.Sorry these chapters are so long! 2.gasp Someone accused the (almost) perfectly innocent me of stealing from X-men! In reality, I plan on watching the movies, but I can never get to it (the sad thing is that we own two of the movies…)! This was originally a story that included vampires and other freaky stuff, but it became too vampirecentric. Besides, I have more to this and will update more often when I can figure out every last detail.