Hehehe, oh I enjoy this way too much. /salutes the fangirls/ Did I insult you at all? Anyway, I decided to keep going, because it's plain fun. Lemme know how you all like it. And review! The hits are high, but no reviews, evil people...
Enjoy!
-White Scribe
To all those girls who are infatuated with his way of speaking. And drool over his way of walking, and picture him whenever they can and now think that blue eyes and black hair is 'hot'.
Yeah, this fic is meant to show you how very SAD your lives are. Love you all (not).
Pink Princess Vs. Punk Princess
It had been two days and aside from sliding food into the room no one in the Fowl Household had had interactions with the girl. For once, Artemis was worrying that he had no way of getting rid of a problem.
"Butler! People are probably out searching for her as we speak." he snapped at the bodyguard double checking one of the cameras in the foyer.
The manservant sighed, quinting at the cables in his hands. "You're right, they probably are."
Artemis frowned at him, looking way up, since he was standing on a ladder and being quite a bit taller and higher up than usual he gave the image of a tower.
"So, what do you suggest?" The boy finally muttered impatiently.
Butler blinked. "Well... Let her go?"
Artermis seemed stunned as he stared at his friend. "Go? As in free?"
Butler rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the camera. "Yes, free."
"But she would come back! I saw insanity in her face." Artemis stated, making it sound deadly. Butler chuckled. "It sounds like a crush to me."
Growling the Fowl Prince turned around and headed to his study, deciding that Butler was no help whatsoever. He couldn't let her- it, go! The results could be deadly. He would never be able to sleep again...
As he went down the hallway he noticed Juliet heading in his direction carrying a tray of food and humming quietly under her breath.
Suddenly, an idea dawned on him and as they crossed paths he turned to follow.
"Juliet." he began, stepping up beside her. She glanced at him thoughtfully. "Hm?"
"What are you doing?"
"It's food, for the girl." She explained, cocking an eyebrow at him. It seemed obvious to her.
He cocked na eyebrow back, seeing as he had known well what she was doing. "Yes. Has she changed, at all?"
"How so?" Juliet enquired, stopping at the door of the girl's room. Artemis unconciously stepped slightly away. "Characteristically, I mean." he tried to explain.
Juliet set the tray down on the ground and took a key out of her pocket with which to open the door. "Are you asking if she's stopped ranting about you?"
He quirked an eyebrow slightly then sighed and let his shoulders drop slightly. "Well... yes."
Juliet smirked. "Nope. No change."
Irritation flowed over his face and as she opened the door he started. "Whoa- wait until I leave."
Juliet rolled her eyes and opened the door anyway, sliding the tray in with her foot.
"I might kill her if you dun get rid of her soon." she grumped, sparking another idea into his head.
He started. "Really?"
Juliet glanced up at him, hearing the tone of voice. "...wh-" she began and gasped as he shoved her forcefully into the room, slamming the door closed and locked before she could do anything.
"Artemis! Artemis FOWL, let me out before I-" Juliet shouted, pounding on the door when a hand came down on her shoulder and she gasped spinning around to find the girl looking at her with narrowed eyes.
"You're another one?"
Juliet blinked at her, slightly wary of the smell of aging perfume and no showers.
"Uh... what?"
"Did they lock you in here too?" The girl asked back. Juliet cocked an eyebrow a ther. "Well I dont seem to have a key, now do I?"
The girl sighed. "You're right." She slumped on one of the chairs. "I don't get why Arty would do such a thing."
The young Butler felt a smirk spread over her face and she cleared her throat in order to keep the laughter from escaping loudly. "Really?"
THere was a sad nod and the girl sprawled over the table in a semi dramatic mope. "I'm so dreppresed."
Juliet rolled her eyes. "I'm sure."
"Why aren't you?" the other asked, opening her mascara coated eyes to blink at her. Juliet quirked an eyebrow. "Why should I be?" she grumped, grabbing a chair and sitting down irritably.
The girl frowned and sat up, looking at her with a scrutinizing face. "You like... like him too, right?"
Juliet stopped, staring at her with a blank expression. "I what?"
"I'm 'not' like you." Juliet snapped suddenly, standing. "I work here!"
The girl stood too. "What! I didn't know there were girls in the house!" she frowned at her, looking irritable. "Well... you're not that good looking anyway."
Juliet paled. "What did you just say?"
The pink princess pouted at her evilly. "Aw did I hurt your feelings? You like him, it's all over your face. But guess what, honey. Artemis Fowl the Second is mine."
All anger died at that moment and Juliet just stared, the awe dripping off of her.
"You're a complete moron." She stated in disbelief.
Kathleen scoffed. "You just insulted me!"
"Actually, I was stating the obvious." Juliet replied honestly, cocking her head to one side as if trying to figure out on of picasso's odd paintings.
"I hate you!" The girl screeched, stomping her high heeled shoes and nearly falling over for it.
Juliet shook her head and turned to the door again, hitting it feebly. "Artemis! Let me out, I'm thinking of begging already..."
Silence answered.
"Don't you talk to my boy!" Kathleen cried suddenly walking towards her as though ready to get into a cat fight. Juliet ignored her, looking at the door with critical eyes, wondering if she could knock it down.
Feeling ignored, she pouted again and plopped down on the chair, sulking. "No one hears me in this house."
"If only." Juliet muttered, grunting slightly as she pressed her weight against a certain spot near the hinges. They groaned but refused to give.
"Figures." she growled.
"Artemis! Artemis I'm begging you now, honestly- anything. I'll even stop barging into your room when you're busy with-"
She never did get to finish that sentence because a rather agitated fangirl was suddenly clawing at her screeching loudly.
"YOu did WHAT? You BARGED into his ROOM! How DARE you! Are you cheating with my boy, you blonde slut!"
"Okay, that's it!" Juliet shouted, grabbing the girl roughly by the throat she shoved her down onto the floor, still holding her there and grabbed one of the chairs.
Choking, Kathleen kicked her in the stomach, forcing her to let go, only to have Juliet grab the chair in both hands and slam it over her head.
Once more, the girl fell to the ground, completely out of it.
Juliet stared at her a moment and then turned around and banged on the door.
"Artemis! Artemis, for God's sake! Let me out!"
"No!" finally there was a reply. Juliet paled.
"Let me OUT!"
"No! Kill her first!"
She growled. "I'm going to kill YOU soon!"
Suddenly Butler was standing beside Artemis staring at the door with a confused expression. "...Is that Juliet?"
Artemis blinked at the door and then at Butler. "Ummm..."
"Butler! Butler, let me out!" Juliet cried, listening to the girl moaning herself away behind her.
Butler started. "Artemis, let her out!" He cried.
Juliet glanced over her shoulder to see the girl picking herself up slowly and groggily.
"Let me out NOWWWWWW!"
"No! it might escape!" Artemis cried back, but Butler just shook his head, feeling for once like the adult amid children.
Grunting softly he twisted the lock loose and pulled the door open, to Artemis' dismay.
Juliet flung herself out and landed panting on the floor as the girl hit the door again, screaming and kicking to be let out.
Artemis stared at her door warily, even though Butler was leaning against it comfortably.
"That..." Juliet began, glaring death at him from the floor as she caught her breath.
"...was the most cruel, inhuman thing... that I've ever..."
Artemis actually rolled his eyes that time and waved a hand at her as he walked away.
"You're a Butler, deal with it."
Juliet sighed and growled at the ground. Butler sighed too, feeling the girl still beating at the door despite his massive weight against it.
"Perhaps we should get Holly to mind wipe her." he suggested to Juliet, seeing as Artemis was out of the room.
Juliet grumbled something and pushed herself to her feet. "We should get Holly to blast her to cinders." she muttered before turning to go and like Artemis, heal her traumatized mind.
Aww, poor poor Juliet.
Elwing-Evenstar: Thanks for reviewing, you're the only one out of 24 hits that bothered to. I'm glad you liked it!
Hehehehe, man, that was amusing. Please R&R! Tell me if you liked it, or if you didn't.
-White Scribe