1st of al I wud lik 2 thnk Mr. Indoril for his heartfelt revuw of the Fowl epic. My depst fank ewes for eet.
Artymis was so shokd. How cud he hav 4gotn the alrm? Him, the grt Artymis Fowl, so meticulous, bestd by an alrm. He barly had tim to scld himself 4 being so stupd as withn secnds de Al'queda cam, drawed there wepns and one of dem shutd, "Halt in de name of Bin'Ladn!" Artymis was don 4. He wud hav to tink fst. Nothn cam. tink he tld himself tink. he only hd 1 plan and even dat wasn't de bst of plans.
He reechd a casuel yet discret hand into his poket and activtd the soner devise and watd.
Mulch was enjoyin lif as a fre man uhh… dwarf. He especsaly enjoyed swaling mowthful upon mowthful of rich, Irish dirt. Dwarves hav many talnts and one of dem is to make there ers hypersenstive so he decidd that he wud help Artymis if he got in truble juring his heist. And a gud thing he did 2!
Artymis was wating 4 Mulch 4 60 excrucietingly long secnds den Mulch showed up and gave them al a bit of his wast. most faintd but som just fel to the flor and tryd to claw of the rcycld dirt from there fases. Mulch turned round and luked at Artymis and Butler inquistivly. "U tryd to steel a donut?"
"Uhhh... yeah!" Artymis said joyfly "And now I hav it!" He strod in exacly de sam maner as he did wen he 1st cam in the room and dis time decidd to chek 4 more traps. Ther wer none. He smiled (very unusal) and yankd the donut from its velvty cushin . He had done it! And 4 reel dis time!
" uhh... I dont meen to spwl the momnt but ... how do we get outa here?" Mulch askd desperatly "I meen cuz those gyes r almost up agen"
" I dunno, I gess i never realy thot that far abowt it." answerd Artymis.
Hope u lik this 1 as much as de formr cuz i no u al loved it!