This is really dumb, just to warn you. But its been months since I've written on fanfiction so I figure I should at least write something.
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me, not even Pitt or Tatum.
Juliet had an idea. What if she could turn Artemis into a walking supermodel? Immediately she dialed Style Network's Extreme Makeover hotline, and mailed in a picture of Artemis. The network immediately issued a response, which went along the lines of saying, "Yikes, you work for the guy? Please allow us to put you out of your misery, and we'll stop by next week."
A week passed and sure enough Artemis got a free visit to the plastic surgeon. Juliet forgot to attend the meeting and made the mistake of letting Artemis decide what sort of facial work he wanted done.
"Well, to tell you the truth, I have always idolized the look of Butler, my butler," he told the surgeon.
The surgeon tried showing Artemis pictures of Brad Pitt and Channing Tatum, but to no avail. Finally he had to give in to Artemis's desire.
Juliet was so excited that she immediately visited Artemis's hotel room a few hours after the operation, hoping to see a completely different version of Artemis. When she walked into the room, she shrieked.
Standing in front of her looked like her brother's face implanted on to a short, spindly body dressed in an Armani suit. It was odd and creepily disturbing. Then the creature spoke.
"Do you like it?"
Juliet retched on the floor, right on its designer shoes.