Hey, It's you know who! NO! Not No Nose Voldemort!
Oh, you readers today. It's your weirdo writer Jinx!!!I have decided i'm going to continue my Artemis Fowl Fan Fiction, i'd advice you not to throw tomatoes and any such fruit and or veggies at your computers if my story is not to your taste, just saying, now that i said that, ya can't sue me for computer damage!
Hope you like it my homeys! WHO ARE YOU!!! Oh, yhea, right. Just forgot who you guys were for a second. I remember! Your my homeys. Please leave comments if you can! Sorry bout the burn on "Twilight" by the way. I'm actually a fan of the books, but the movies were just so 0_o .
Artemis raised an eyebrow. 'I am absolutely not a vampire, Holly. I do not sparkle in the light of day. Isn't that what vampires do these days?" He smiled mockingly. Holly tried looking stern and exasperated, but failed dismally, and grinned reluctantly at the idiotic boy.
"Well, then your an old fashioned vampire."
Juliet Butler, Artemis's twins brothers' free soled bodyguard and friend, about three days before the bowling trip, had sat everyone down in the living room of Holly's above ground apartment and declared eagerly that they would be watching a trendy series of movies called " The Twilight Sagas"
It had been exactly fifteen minutes and fifty-nine seconds before Artemis had attempted to bolt around the cream colored sofa and out the back door.This would have been the case had Holly not pinned his lanky frame to the couch saying "If i have to watch this troll dung so do you!" She had known that if she left she would never hear the end of it from Juliet.
Later on, four out of seven of the original audience remained, and half of them wanted to regurgitate in their mouths a little every three minutes.The original group of participants had consisted of Artemis, Holly, Juliet, Foaly, the LEP's technical genius and long time friend, Butler, Artemis's bodyguard and father figure and Juliet's big brother, Mulch, kleptomaniac dwarf and a partner in crime of a sorts, and Commander Trouble Kelp of the LEPrecon. During the night, Foaly, Mulch, and Trouble had all gone.
Foaly had galloped away at the first threat of a kissing scene, whistling merrily. Mulch had tunneled through the wooden floor, to Holly dismay, to escape a true kissing scene as if hell was contained in the television box. As for Trouble, he had attempted to hold Holly's hand to the avail that everyone left in the room, including Artemis to the almighty shock of Juliet and Butler, had a well aimed kick at him, and when he tried again somewhere in between the second and the third film, had literally been chucked out the window by Holly, who pitied that the living room was only located on the first floor.
Then, wile viewing the first part of the fourth and final movie, everyone became awkward with one another, especially Holly and Artemis, who had been sitting next to each other when some rather explicit scenes had popped up and had scuttled away to the opposite ends of the sofa.When the movies were done and thrown in a corner, Artemis was extremely relieved, Holly highly aerated, Juliet embarrassed that she had actually liked it, and Butler claiming that he had absolutely hated it, but everybody could have sworn on their left eye that he was a little teary eyed.
In the present, Holly and Artemis sat down and entered their names into the miniature computer at the front of their table. Holly typed in Jessica and Jane. No need to give away their names to strangers. Artemis scowled playfully at his companion.
"Am i Jessica or Jane?" The small girl smiled in a way that made her seem as though she was eight feet tall instead half of that.
"Your Jane of course, may i call you Janey.
"No. You most certainly can not!"
"O.K, Janey."
"Fine, I believe it is your turn, Jessie," Artemis sighed in frustration, not wanting to bother arguing over immature matters since it would delay there departure. Holly winked and walked triumphantly to the bowling balls, knowing although she had won the argument, no matter how immature, that "Janey" would seek out his revenge latter because he did not give in unless he intended to amuse himself over a little revenge. She made a mental note to be cautious of itching powder or such in her LEP jumpsuit.
Holly picked up a size twelve bowling ball and weighed it in her hands. Deciding that she had lifted an appropriate sized ball to her liking from the rack, she then briskly jogged to the edge of there lane, and thrust the ball as hard as she could towards the pins. Unsurprisingly, it was a clean strike. She strutted back to the tables and a smile slid easily on to her face.
"Beat that Arty Boy."
Artemis rose gracefully from his rickety seat, uncrossing his legs. He determinately hefted a size six bowling ball from the aluminum rack and proceeded to position his feet in precisely the correct angle in front of the shining, glazed lane. He spent a surprisingly long amount of time aiming the ball probably to the best standards of mathematical equations, and then finally, he threw the ball.
Then, in a rapid speed of events, the bowling ball first flew over Artemis's head knocking him backwards and causing him to fall bodily on his behind. Next, the ball continued to roll avidly and eventually battered heavily into the rack, helping yet another ball escape from its confinement in the rack. Last, but certainly not least, the escaped bowling ball toppled over itself again and again in-till it fell smoothly into the gutter.
This serious of unimaginably,embarrassing transactions left Holly buckled over laughing as she had never had before.
The juvenile boy genius currently spreadeagled on the glow-in-the-dark sticker obscured floor, jumped up and sprinted, faster then Holly had ever seen him run, back to their table. His eyes were wide and tinged with something that may or may not have been fear.
"Holly! Please tell me that no one saw that!"
"Who's Holly, i'm J-Jessie!,"Holly spat out between squawks of laughter.
"Holly- Oh,Frond! Fine, Jessica, This is not humorous!"
"You, my sad, sad wimpy friend, need to start going to the gym."
"You know i have ever since-." He cut off abruptly, looking bit somber and heavyhearted. The air turned cold and the atmosphere boiled like fresh blood. Even though it was only there for a third of a second before Artemis's face molded into a void expression, then into his usual snarky, knowledgeable grin, Holly saw it as it was.
"You know," sighed Artemis,"it is your turn, Jessie." He smiled. It was practically believable, but some how lacked something of his usual demeanor. Holly didn't believe it any more then she believed Butler was afraid of a butterfly.
"Stop," replied Holly delicately, quiet.
"Stop what exactly? All i'm doing is recovering from my fall. I honestly can not believe-."
"Stop Faking."
Artemis closed his open mouth, looked down, then looked up again calm and collected, but lacking in his usual personality. Well," he whispered "we couldn't avoid the subject forever, now could we?" Holly scowled deeply at her own ignorance. " I shouln't have said anything. I'm sorry." Artemis looked her squarely in the eyes.
"I'm not." For the first time, Holly noticed his eyes, One part him, a striking shade of piercing blue shading into a turquoise. The other, part of herself, a solid shade of hazelnut brown, warm but with an edge to it.
"Your eyes," she said shocked," you have one of my eyes again!" Artemis half chuckled, smiling weakly.
"Now who's trying to change the subject? I must say that we have done a vary good job of doing so over the last six months."
Holly opened her mouth, most likely to ask a complicated question, but before she could voice it Artemis held up a pianist pointer finger, long, elegant, and pale.
"Wait, just one moment, please," he said quickly. "Before you start questioning me, I would like you to know that there are boundaries. Although you are my closest friend I would like to sort out my feeling, as I am not that experienced at sharing them, as I'm vary sure that you are aware of. You may begin."
Hey! Me again. Next chapter Holly and Artemis discuss why Artemis is down in the dumps. Feel free to leave comments and criticism. I could really use ideas as well if you would like to voice them!
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