"When are we going to be let out?" Artemis Fowl asked one day after half a week of keeping away from Skulduggery Pleasant and Sherlock Holmes.
"Perhaps a week.." Sherlock guessed
"Or a month..." Pleasant retorted
"For you to know something about me I will tell you. I do not trust any of you what so ever. I suppose I can put all that behind me in order to escape. And I know you both have the same feelings towards me also. But agree if you may or may not want to escape." The Detectives pondered this for a moment and nodded their heads. "So first things first. Any plans?"
"I have many." Sherlock pronounced
"So do I." Skulduggery said smugly
"Let's mold our plans together shall we?"
"Ready?" Sherlock asked Fowl, he nodded. "Okay on 3." Skulduggery nodded slightly. "1.2.3." Arty began ot throw up.
To be continued...if issued reviews.
