This chapter is dedicated to everyone who had a friend or relative die of Cancer
My Grandma Ash died of it yesterday morning, after beating it back twice before.
R.I.P
God Bless Everyone
THE SUMMARY FOR THE LAST BOOK CAME OUT IT ON FACEBOOK!LOLZ
*spoiler alert
his family gets involved
opal is back
HOLLY HAS A VERY HIGH CHANCE OF BEING HIS GIRLFRIEND!he has to stop himself from saying that, if you look really closely. No more spoilers. read the summary, (or watch it yourself)
Spoiler alert over
Ok. I understand this will be a long term project, *fifty one chapters* cough. I want tot write a crossover, so the options are below. Please review and tell me which one you want, it will be taken down when I feel I have enough votes. Go ahead and vote for more than one if you arnt sure.
Castaways of the flying dutchman/Alex Rider
Artemis Fowl /Castaways of the Flying Dutchman
Artemis Fowl/Newsies
Castaways of the flying dutchman/Artemis Fowl
NCIS/Artemis Fowl
Half moon investigations/Artemis Fowl
Half moon investigations/Alex Rider
Any three-way crossover combination of the above
Yeah, lotta options. So that's why I said you vote for more than one. I absolutely refuse to do any kind of gay pairings. Not so worried about that with Artemis Fowl, but if you look in the AR archive or the Newsies archive, it makes up about three-fourths of the stories. Okay, more newsies than anything. But still. I AM however open to write something with little bit of romance, although for Arty, I only write A/H. But anything else, I would be cool with that. And for the Half Moon fans, tell me if you want me to use Mia Stone. (She was from the TV series, but not the book. The TV series was a continuation of the book, mostly)
AND to top it off, a friend of mine liked the idea of a rules fic, so she started a new series, Cahill Rules, for fans of the 39 clues. her name is paperclip chick, so you can check it out, I hope to possibly collaborate on later chapters..:)
Annnnnnnnnd last but not least, I am paying attention to reviews, even if I don't always respond. I may, just may, be getting back at Foaly soon, for the reviewer that suggested it.
Rule sixteen
You can't kill stupid, just injure proud people
Artemis rolled his eyes, something very out of character for him. It was almost teenagerish. But he had good reason.
His brothers signed up for a play, and they had somehow talked him into helping them learn their lines. Normally he would never agree, but he was in a meeting he REALLY didn't want to be at. In the beginning, it was fine, but it all went downhill after someone presented their new invention. Another scientist had made a quip about it being very futuristic., then, along with the future technology joke, someone confused Yoda with Spock. Artemis had just tuned out at this point. Myles had them poked his head in and asked him to help him with his lines. Artemis, who was about to resort to tetris, agreed.
He did not agree now.
Too late! *This is a future fic, Myles and Beckett are seven years old*
Myles and Beckett decided that for extra credit in their advanced classes, they would invite their friends over to work on a play about culture in India. They wrote it all out, with the wackiest names Artemis had ever heard. Also, Myles had somehow made it happen that the entire group were girls.
"Okay, Em-I mean, Gupta. Girl with the Beard. You stand over here, and enter and say your name. Why you say your name, make a Saturday night fever pose or something. Yeah, like that."
She must really think he was cute.
"Right, Geita. You will be sitting here with the family. Chandracantra, you will be the daughter."
Beckett already had his hold on the names.
Myles and Becket were going to be Vishnu and Rageiv. Don't ask.
At this point, Artemis left. He had no desire to watch one of the girls do the turkey trot again. Myles had asked her what she did best. He meant for the play.
"Dance?"
she surprised him actually. She was very aware of India's history, but she had a song on her phone that would not stop going off. She proudly announced it as "Fear", and Artemis wasn't sure why she was so proud.
As, mentioned before, he left.
Now he wished he hadn't.
If he hadn't, he might of developed a few conditions with his hearing, and had a few "Accidental" mucle spasms, but he wouldn't be in the principal's office with his parents, going over what had gone on in the classroom.
They were halfway through going over how people traditionally dated in India. Sometimes there were arranged marriages, and there was music with a strong beat, and dancing*. Myles and Beckett apparently had the bright idea of dancing to "I like to move it." That was not the bad news. The bad news was, to make sure all the presentations were finished by the end of the hour, they were moved to the science room. With all their props.
Chemicals apparently don't always work together well with other chemicals. Some atoms get depressed, and some are like the energizer bunny atoms, and when they mix, the hyper ones try to make up for the sad ones instead to doing anything about it. the depressed atoms get p***** off. Everyone gets so agitated then something blows up. Well, that's what happened.
Really, Stuffing down your lunch, down your "Volcano" isn't the greatest idea. It would have made the room smell bad, but then dancingirl got so excited, the shelf somehow got broken, dropped a few chemicals in the volcano, and the volcano made like st. Helens.
Turns out that the play was ended early, and they were all frog marched down to the principal's office to find out who lunch it was. Nobody was owning up, although the principal automatically thought it was Myles and Beckett. After all, he was Principal when Artemis was their age, and he blew up a lot more than the top of a roof.
"You could have killed someone!"
Beckett shook his head sagely. "Rule sixteen" This was more polite then what he thought. he WAS thinking .
"Mrs. Fiona was so scared she had to be taken to the nurses office. Her shelves may be ruined.
Myles was thinking two things. Why did it matter where she was taken, and if anyone caught her reaction on video.
Beckett winced. He was obviously the more heartfelt of the two. "Rule sixteen?"
Artemis interfered at this point. " You can't kill stupid, just injure proud people."
…..
Holly thought rule sixteen applied to her life a lot more than some of the other rules. It was one of the ones she write out, and framed in her cubicle. Trouble argued with it, saying it went against one of HIS rules, but he lost the argument. It reminded her of an assignment she went on, Pre-Artemis fowl era…
"Idiot" muttered corporal Short. She was stuck to Traffic, again. Her partner, Chix, was waist deep in a bucket of swear toads, trying to look brave, not move a muscle, and wink at Holly all at the same time. He was very proud of his new hairdo, and was so bust adjusting it that he tripped into said barrel. Face first. He jerked out fast enough, but only his face. The toads bit until he was in the position he was in. She growled, then set her neutrino to well-done. He knew what she was doing, and jumped out the minute she fired at the barrel. she jumped a little too high, and it burned the bottom of a pillar.
Said pillar started to fall.
Normally this would have put Chix in the hospital, but Holly pushed him out of the way at the las second. The grate on the side, though, gave him a nice bruise.
You just couldn't kill stupid.
Yeah, I know, didn't get around to getting revenge on Foaly for the chapter 14 stunt. I'm working on it..I'm working on it.. Remember to vote! The more votes I get, the faster I start writing. I don't know how to set up a poll, so just vote in a reviews. I honestly don't care if you just vote and don't review.
*If this is wrong, I did this exact project. This is what my research project said. If you live in India, just PM me if this highly offends you. I know this isnt all of India, but hey, blame my SS teacher.