Disclaimer: Don't own Arty. Don't own Holly. Do own Arty's sugar-high and Steph. Simple as that. Too tired to form real sentences. (is surprised at lack of usual discipline and fact that she managed to write an entire drabble in real sentences when she's so tired)
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Only Three
"Why are you calling me Stephanie?" Holly asked, confused
"What do you mean?" said Artemis, still with a huge grin plastered to his face.
"What are you talking about?"
"You…" His eyes were huge now. "You don't remember me! You're my best friend, and you don't remember me!" He looked like he was about to cry.
Needless to say, Holly was quite disturbed.
"Um…Artemis? How much licorice did you eat?"
"Licorice? Oh, that licorice," he said guiltily. "Only three tubs."
"…Only…?"
"Yeah. Come on, Steph. I've had more. Remember that time we ate nine tubs together?"
Holly sighed. It was going to be an…interesting day.
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A/N: Review please. Um…that's it for once…I think.