babysitting with arty

The babysitter

About 20 minutes after his parents left, Artemis heard the doorbell.As he got up to get it he made a move in the chess match he was currently in with Miles. "Checkmate" He smiled and checked the monitor that displayed all of the exits.After all you cannot be too careful, especially if you're a Fowl.

And sure enough he saw a girl with short brown hair waiting at the door, currently examining a white rosebush that was in the Egyptian marble pot his father won at an auction.

He immediately blushed "Damn hormones." he cursed, Then opened the door.

"You are Artemis fowl, correct?" Lynx asked in an American accent, standing on tip toe to get eye level with him.Artemis then noticed she was quite short.

"Yes, I am and you are Lynx, I presume?" Artemis asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Mhm, may I come in?" She was rather cold, and her arms ached from holding her suitcase for so long.

"Certainly" he said and gave her a once over.Short auburn hair, Grey eyes and looks to be about 5'4 and 14, that puts her one inch and one year below me, he thought.

She came in and put her suitcase by the door, but then slipped on a toy car courtesy of beckett."Gah!!!" she cried reflexively and the twins came racing in to investigate the sudden burst of noise.

"What happened ,Artemis?" Asked Miles eyeing the toy car.

"Beckett seemed to have left out a car."Artemis said while helping Lynx up."Oh!" he jerked back "My apologies,but your hands are rather cold." He spoke, while Lynx got up and dusted herself off.

"I know, my feet are like that too." She explained "It's vasoconstriction,  my veins constrict to send more blood to my internal organs." She smiled, it's was always fun to see people jump when they touched her hands.It freakes them out.

"Yes, I am familiar with that condition." Artemis said, mildly surprised she knew what vascular constriction was."Well, I suppose I'll show you your room, then you can..erm...babysit."He reached for the suitcase, but she stopped him "I am a guest, so therefore I am responsible for my own luggage. "

"But your getting paid for this." He countered, secretly relieved he didn't have to carry the suitcase, for he probably would struggle to lift it anyways.

"Actually" Lynx began "It's more of a favor; I am not getting paid." She said as she took an apology lollipop beckett had given her.

"Ah. Well, my parents really should have paid you." He said, rubbing his neck.

"No, no actually I insisted that she not pay me.I enjoy doing this, and Angeline gave me permission to check out your library. That's all the payment I need. " She grinned at him, "I have a thing for books."

Artemis decided maybe it won't be as terrible as he originally thought, but still she seemed a little too...fun for his people taste.Then again, he didn't have any friends apart from Holly, Minerva and butler.And he supposed you could count juliet as a tolerable companion.

"Erm, Artemis? " Lynx asked, examining the lollipop which she still hadn't unwrapped. "Can you show me my room now, so I can put this up?" She gestured to the suitcase.

"Oh of course, follow me" He said while walking up the stairs.Lynx trailed him until they came to the end of a hallway adorned with obviously valuable paintings.

"Here you go." He opened the door for her. "And that room" he pointed to the 2nd room on the left "Is mine, just in case you need to know where anything is."

"Okay, Arty" She noticed his shoulders stiffened at this, but then relaxed.Then he turned and walked downstairs to attempt at a sandwich.

But before he could get two feet away she said "Do you want this lollipop?I haven't got a taste for sweets." She raised the candy in the air.

"No, thanks I don't like lollipops."