Chapter 9: You See.

Holly's POV:
+ Maricopa Woods, Haven City. The Wedding Venue.

It's been five days since I said that to Artemis. Frond, that was hard... Nightmares, be with you?! Why did I say that? Because you're angry at him. But it's my fault right. Partly fault. Not entirely. So were both at fault? Yes.

Holly had been talking to herself since that night. After she said that to Artemis, she didn't get really a good night sleep. She wondered if Artemis too. Maybe he had nightmares. Then that was her fault.

"Holly!" Someone called from my back. It's Laird.

"Lai!" I greeted as I kick him.

"Geez what the hell is you're problem?!"

"My problem is my darn dress. I thought you know me!" I am wearing a baby pink dress. Floral at design and it has a frilly skirt.

"What?! Pink is great. Floral is beautiful."

"I look like a five-year old kid! Why do I have to wear a hair pin?" Not to mention the hair pin was also had a flower design too.

"No, make it four and hairpin is for additional cuteness..."

"LAI! I look like a D'Arvitting flower girl here!"

"But-"

"LAI! I SWEAR IF YOU WON'T LET ME CHANGE, I'LL BREAK YOUR BONES."

"Okay let's change." He said as he led me to a guest dressing room. I maybe in an oh-my-frond-what-a-cute-kid dress but my LEP instincts are not loss. I feel something on my back so I glanced around. I saw an elf with pale skin, black hair wearing formal suit. I caught him looking at me. Or maybe not me, maybe it's my baby pink floral dress.

Artemis' POV:
+ Artemis' Room, Fowl Manor.

It's been five days since their mini fight...

Nightmares, be with you. My God. Holly. Yes, nightmares are with me, since that night I really can't sleep. I'm so sorry. I lift my hand and almost called her. Almost. I know I have to deal with her but what if she's still angry. I need to let her cool down. Then an idea struck me. What if I go to her personally to talk? To talk about all of the obscure things happening around us.

I contact Foaly, no hacking this time.

"Artemis. You're not hacking me? Why? Are you sick?" He said mockingly at me.

"Drop it now, centaur. I need your help."

"Wow..." He said then after a minute he came back at the screen. "Say the magic word."

"Do I really need to do this?"

"Yes, of course. You need help right?" I sighed and think. There's nothing I can do.

"Okay. Please. Help me." I said slowly.

"Recorded."

"I knew it."

"So now, what is the problem?"

"I need to go down there, and become an elf for a short time without Holly knowing it."

"Why?"

"You know why."

"Great. Finally you're getting to it. Okay, so when?"

"Today if possible."

"No problem."

"Where's Holly?"

"Why are you asking?"

"Because I don't know."

"Tell that to an idiot. Not to me."

"Foaly..."

"She gets some leave."

"Leave? Why?"

"Commander believes it has something to do with Maternity Leave so no more meddling with it."

"I stress her out. I shouldn't have said that. I really shouldn't have."

"What did you do Fowl?" He asked coldly then I told him the story.

"FOWL! I don't know if you're a genius or a real idiot?! C'mon! Holly had mood swings. You should know that pregnancy is hard to deal! No wonder, she's so angry at you, I mean, nightmares? She curse you Fowl."

"I know. That's also the reason why I'm going there."

"You'll get yourself killed."

"Foaly, if I get myself killed, clone me again and probably erase also my romantic feelings for Holly." We're both shocked at what I said.

"Fowl, I won't do that. I ship you both. See you later."

He cut the contact. I ship you both?! What the hell is this? Some kind of sappy romance story?!

That's why I ended up here in the venue. Why I know this and how I find it? You know my hacking skills. Getting information is simpler than simple. I look like an elf, dressed formally and finding Holly discreetly. Until I saw her. Frond, is that her...? She's spacing out, then Laird came to her and hug her, then she look back and kick him. They talked but Holly looks pissed at him then she caught me looking at her. It's Holly! And she looks like a doll. Pink and Floral? I never thought Holly would wear that. I can't help but to stare at her till she disappears from my view.

An hour later the visitors sat in their respective seats and me also. The groom was in the front and I see that they adopt a human culture and their theme is colorful. Everyone can guess that. Later on, the bride appears. Holly was in front of the bride. I always thought she's a black widow pretty but I never thought she can look like a Goddess. An angel lost in this venue. She changes her clothes. She's wearing a red, fitted dress, showing her curves and she's also wearing heels, somehow it's kind of red to. Why Red? To who choose red, thank you. Her back! It's backless, showing her smooth and soft caramel skin and the hem of the dress was only in mid length on her leg! Too short but it made her legs longer, the girl was too damn hot. Did I just think that? Oh yes. She's no angel. Maybe she was some kind of a fallen getting her victim in this place. I wish the victim was me.

She's the maid of honor. Holly caught sight of me again. I just stared at her; I hope she didn't know it was me. Then she sat at the front row. Good. My disguise is still on.

The wedding ended finally and they also adopt the superstition of throwing flowers to the females. I don't get that. But Holly's there squeezing through and catches the bouquet. They all stop piling up and said something like 'Holly get it', 'Sing to us later'. What?! Sing? I never heard her sing before so... I really don't know a single thing about Holly do I?

Then she looks at me, caught me again looking at her. She walks towards me slowly and I feel like she's getting all of the oxygen around me. Her red-auburn hair that now touches her shoulders looks like a halo. She had the innocent looks while she's staring at me, but the movement of her walking is like a woman you don't want to mess with.

Then someone called for the "Baby Name Contest." Baby name contest?

Holly diverts her eyes from me to Laird. What is going on? Contest?

"Are you ready, newlywed couple slash future parent, for the baby names they suggest?" Then it hits me.

Future parent?

It's not Holly?

The baby names were not for her?

Holly's not pregnant?

It was the BRIDE! This means I still have a chance. I'm not letting this one go now. Before this day end, I'll make you mine Holly Short.