They were bored; EXTREMELY bored. Holly and Artemis sat on the front porch as bored as they could be. Artemis had won their chess games; all seventeen times. Holly was getting fairly peeved at the real sunlight that kept blinding her. Finally, Artemis broke the silence with a simple sentence.

“Why don’t we write acronyms?” He asked.

“What?”

“Well, an acronym is….” but Holly cut him off.

“I know what an acronym is Artemis, but why acronyms.”

“Well, I just happended to be thinking about them since there was nothing to talk about,” he admitted. He pulled out a sheet of paper, and on every line he wrote the letters of his name.

“What could ‘A’ stand for?” he asked her, hoping to spark a topic.

“Annoying,” she replied with a giggle.

“Ha ha ha. Very funny. I was thinking more along the lines of ‘Attractive’.”

“What ever you think mud boy,” she sighed.

“R stands for…” he took a minute to think about it.

“REALLY annoying.”

“Oh, be quiet,” he told her, but he couldn’t hide the smile on his face. Eventually, twenty minutes had passed by, and they had it complete. Holly came up with most of it.

Annoying
REALLY annoying
Totally annoying
Evil. (”Wait,” Holly said. “That’s Opal.”)
Midget (”Am Not! I’m taller than you!”)
Idiot
Smart
Full of it (”What?!”)
Out of this world
What the crap
Loser

“Gosh, Holly. You’re so good to me,” Artemis sighed sarcastically.

“I know.”

“My turn to do yours!”

Holy crap!
Obsessed with Trouble Kelp. (”Whatever…”)
Loony
Loopy
“Yessir”
Short (”Well, that’s obvious.”)
Humongous (”YOu calling me fat mud boy? I outta…”)
Or not… she’s skinny. (”That’s better.”)
Radioactivity hater
Totally awesome

Holly looked at the last comment.

“Awww! Arty has a soft side!” she poked him in the stomach. He just chuckled. Then, Holly got a call from Trouble. While Artemis made kissing sounds in the background, and kept saying how Holly loved Trouble, she found out that the fun was going to end.

“I have to go Artemis,” she said sadly.

“Oh,” he stopped his kissing noises.

“I’ve had fun today, though. You’re actually pretty cool when you’re not being a genius.”

“Well, thanks. You’re not so bad when you’re not in LEP mode.” She punched him lightly in the arm, and flicked on her Hummingbirds. When she was at eye heighth, she pecked him on the cheek and flew away.

Some other stories by Artylover:

• And Then There was Ricky
• A few things...
• The Irony of Rain
• Lovefool
• Wake Me Up When September Ends (for AA if she wants)