Chapter 1

The snowflake drifted lazily down to the earth form the heavens. It allowed itself to be caught by the wind every now and then causing it to drift off course before it managed to regain its balance and continue its descent.

Just like humans, Artemis Fowl the Second thought, observing the journey of the snowflake.

We lose track of our destination so easily, but mange to get back on track, sooner or later.

He watched the snowflake land on the windowsill, disappearing immediately amidst the thousand of snowflakes already present there.

Lost, Artemis thought, twirling his pencil with his fingers.

So many dreams, so many ideas, all lost when we fade away…

He sighed and turned away from the window and back to the report he should have been working on.

How I Spent The Winter Holidays.

The literature professor could not have assigned a more ridiculous assignment even if he had had all of eternity to ponder one.

What does it matter, Artemis thought, leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling.

Why does Professor Amity care how I spend my holidays? It would be better for him to just worry about his.

And Professor Amity was worrying, very much in fact, though not exactly about how to spend his vacation.

He was worrying over the fact that somehow, ever since school had closed, every electronic device in his house seemed to have channeled several particularly malevolent sprits. He was no longer able come near the toaster without it trying to bite him.

Safe in his room, Artemis smiled his infamous vampire grin. He never got tried of sending that virus.

Suddenly, Artemis sighed. For some reason, he just couldn’t get rid of his gloomy mood. Not even the thought of revenge managed to brighten him for long.

Artemis wasn’t entirely sure why he had been feeling so moody.

Perhaps it was the ridiculous assignment.

Maybe it was puberty.

More likely, he had just gotten out of the wrong side of the bed that morning.

“Arty!” a shrill childish vice cried out form somewhere downstairs.

“Mother’s calling you!” another, nearly identical, voice followed.

Artemis surpassed the urge to scowl.

His little brothers were, there was no other word for it, pests.

Ever since his return, Myles and Beckett just would not leave him alone.

Artemis didn’t think that he would have minded much if they wanted to engage in an intelligent conversation, but more often than not, the twins were interested in other matters.

Namely pulling pranks on their newly acquired older brother and asking him endless, pointless questions.

“Arty! Mother’s waiting!”

“What’s taking so long? Did you drown in your own sea of despair?”

The last comment was followed by shrill giggles.

Sighing and massaging his temples, Artemis abandoned his report (gladly, though he would not admit it) and proceeded to the door.

He opened the door and the roof collapsed.

Some other stories by Moonlite Knight:

• Update: Holiday Blues + Info about my other fics
• Intentionally Oblivious
• I’ve Lost My Voice, Please Don’t Tell Holly
• The End of the World
• If I Told You I Loved You...

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