Chapter 8
Demands
A/n: Here's chapter 8. I hope you guys like it. Review, tell me what you think.
Holly's POV:
I woke up in the morning feeling oddly refreshed. I was surprised after the night that I had have. After waking up I fell back asleep without incident. I think I dreamed again, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember it. I hope it'll come to me sooner or later.
I hurried through my morning routine. I showered, brushed my teeth, and threw on my uniform. I left my hair in the sort of messy do that garnered everybody's attention yesterday. Then, I ate a quick breakfast of toast and a smoothie.
Ten minutes later, I was out of the house and on the way to work. My former good mood was gone. It had been replaced by a rather calm thoughtfulness. Besides, I needed to have a 'conversation' with my friend. If I didn't get what I wanted, heads were going to roll. Foaly's head in particular.
I was about twenty minutes early, so I didn't encounter anyone in Police Plaza. I marched right up to Foaly's office. I keyed in my code, it still wouldn't work.
"Foaly, if you don't open this door, then you will be sorry."
"Foaly not here right now." he called, trying to diguise his voice. Okay, I had had enough of this. I 'm sure, that I know the override code. I keyed in Caballine's birthday. The red light blinked before turning to a bright green. As soon as that happened, the door popped open.
As I walked in I saw Foaly sitting on one of his special chairs. He looked both panicked and annoyed. His eyes were wide, and his mouth open. Anyone who knew him could tell he was shocked. This had to have his blood boiling. Me, a normal LEP major had bypassed his security, just by knowing his wife. It would never be this easy again. Too bad. But, I was sure going to reak in the satisfaction of this one time.
"Foaly... you owe me." I growled.
"Now, Holly. Be rash." he said, trying to placate me. But, I had to get what I had came for.
"When have you ever known me to be rash?" I asked waiting for him to think about it.
"Uh-oh, never." he gulped. "What do you want?" Smart boy. Of course, he knows, I wouldn't hurt him. Or rather, I wouldn't hurt him too much. I'm sort of glad that he made me mad yesterday. I needed the leverage. With it, I wouldn't have to beg.
"I want to help you, to help me." I said smiling. "You scratch my back, I scratch yours."
"Yeah?" he asked his ears, automatically perking up. "I'm listening."
"You give me a visa. I'll be gone from nine Saturday to five-thirty on Sunday." I said.
"And how does that help me? Aside from getting you away from me for two days?" he asked. I could tell he was considering it.
"Haha." I fake laughed. "You know the ring, you developed that never got tested?" I asked waiting for his nod. When he gave it I plowed on. "I'll test it aboveground."
Foaly had been divising a device to make fairies appear human for aboveground jaunts. He finally created the morpho-ring. This ring went beyond just changing appearance. For example, if a human (or anyone) touched you, they would still feel a human. I'm a three foot elf, and whoever touched me while I was wearing it was going to feel a human girl of at least 5 feet. The best part was that your clothes grew with you.l I could also, change my appearance as long as I had a LEP computer with me.
"Really?" he asked. "You'll test it, and forgive me? No strings attached?"
"Yes. I'll forgive you, and there will be no strings attached." I agreed.
"Hmm." he said stroking his chin as if he was thinking about it. "Fine, but I want it in writing."
"Whatever." I sighed. He pulled a piece of paper and a pen from his desk. I started to write and as I did the pen's ink changed from blue to green to pink.
"Foaly, what's up with this pen?" I asked him, thinking that it was defective.
"It's one of my newest inventions, the mood pen." he smiled like a doting father with a child on the dean's list. "Would you like one?"
"Sure." I said knowing it would hurt his feelings, if I didn't. "Hey, Foaly, how many of these do you have?"
"Thousands, why?"
"In that case, give me fifteen." I smiled.
"Sure," he said handing them to me. "Here you go. You know these little gizmoes are fascinating. They don't just go by body temperature. Oh no, they actually sense mood. They were pretty hard to create. First, I had to-" he started. I knew, that I had to cut him off now. If I didn't I'd never get him to stop.
"Ugh, tell Artemis when he gets here."
"Why do I even bother?" he asked out loud.
"Good question. Frond knows, I don't know." I said. "Hey, do you still want me to write out the contract?"
"As Juliet would say 'duh!'" Foaly quoted rolling his eyes.
"No need for the sarcasm." I mumbled. I wrote the contract which read as follows: (A/n:The contract is in italics.)
I, Holly Short, elf major of the LepRecon, am now entering into a binding legal contract with LepRecon technological advisor and centaur, Foaly. This contract includes the following: I will be given a surface visa for Saturday at nine o' clock in the morning to Sunday at five-thirty in the evening. In return for this service, I will test his new morpho-ring. Regardless, of the outcome of this test there will be no strings attached to this deal.
Holly Short
Foaly
We both signed and dated it. "Is that satisfactory?" I asked.
"Perfect, Holly. Thanks." he smiled as I got up to go do some actual, genuine, bona fide, work. (I know shocker.)
"Bye, Foaly. Talk to you later."
"Holly?" he called. "Just one more thing?"
"Yeah?" I said trying not to sound impatient. Trust me, it was much harder than you may think.
"You never told me where, you planned on testing the ring."
"And you never gave me the ring." I countered trying to get his mind off of the topic. It worked. Even genii are easily distracted when confronted with a mistake on their part.
"Ooops," he said. "Here you go." he tossed me a small black box and of course, I caught it. I opened the box and pulled out a beautiful ring. I looked at it before putting it back in the box and then slipping it on my finger. Since I'm female, he gave me the feminine ring. It seemed to be made of silver. The band was strong and sturdy. On top of the band was a large silver, five-petaled flower, embossed with white, diamond-like jewels. They were all white, and seemed to sparkle.
"Oh and you forgot this." he called once again, tossing me something. This time, it was a manual for the ring. Because, we were both so sure that I was going to read it.
"Thanks again." I waved. "I seriously leaving this time."
The rest of my day passed in a quick blur. I got through a lot of paperwork, but I don't seem to remember any details. Trouble came to my office, but I pretended I wasn't in. He probably knew the truth, but I just couldn't stand facing him. Not now. It would probably be a while before I could handle talking to him alone. Other than that my day was.. perfect.
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