As soon as Holly hit the surface, she activated her Hummingbird wings and turned her shield on, invisible to any human eyes. How will I be able to convince the mud boy that I need to stay with him for a while? After all, it seemed so sudden. The fairy architects said that Holly’s house would take about a year to rebuild, so she needed a place to stay. (Foaly’s house was crowded already, and she would go absolutely crazy if she stayed at Lily Frond’s place. Fowl Manor was the best choice.) The elf looked up, and (how did she get there so fast?) saw a dark castle shape looming above her.
Artemis sat in his bedroom, steepling his fingers and thinking. I wonder how Holly is doing. We haven’t spoken in quite a while. Maybe I should call her. He was about to do just that when Artemis heard a tapping at his window. Curious, he swept back the curtains and was surprised to see Holly’s smiling face. He quickly unlatched the…um… latch and let the Captain fly in. Upon seeing each other, the two friends embraced each other warmly, then pulled away. “Arty! How are you doing?” Holly exclaimed. The genius grinned and said “I am fine. Better actually, now that you are here.” The fairy blushed, kind of surprised at Artemis’s compliment.
“By the way, what brings you to Fowl Manor?”
Holly’s smile faded. She motioned for him to sit by her on the bed, then she told Artemis the story of the troll rampage and how her house had been destroyed. There was a long pause, then Artemis,taking her hand in his, said “My God, Holly. I’m so sorry. Stay as long as you want. My house is yours.”
Holly started to smile again, and sniffed, “Thanks, Artemis.”
Butler saw his charge descending the stairs, a glint in his mismatched eyes. Uh-oh, the giant Eurasian thought. When Artemis had that look, it meant trouble. Trouble or something else mysterious. (Sorry. Cliche, I know, but I was pressed for ideas!) The manservant walked over to Artemis, fearing for the worst. “Butler?” the prodigy whispered.
“Holly is here.”
Artemis relayed the story of the trolls.
“Wow….so she is staying here for the time being?”
“Yes, old friend.”
Butler paused. “Wait a minute. Couldn’t she be discovered by your father?”
“No, no. Father is on a business trip. We shall only have to explain it to the twins.”
“‘We?'” Butler muttered, rolling his eyes. Artemis made it sound so easy. Trying to strike a match on a bar of soap would be less difficult.
Suddenly, Myles and Beckett bowled the teenager over, screaming, “ARTEMIS!!!!!”
Butler winced. this was becoming a daily routine. Artemis would be standing with his back turned, then the twins would come barreling towards him, and knock him over.
“(Ow.) Yes, it’s nice to (ow) see you, too. (ouch) Now could you two (agh) get off?”
“Sorry, Artemis.” said Beckett. His usual response.
“Hey, do you want to meet a friend of mine?” asked Artemis
“Sure.” chorused the twins.
Butler grinned secretly. He wouldn’t miss this for all the weaponry in (and under) the world.
Koboi Labs, Underneath Okiob High
Opal Koboi was in a good mood. She had just recently escaped the Atlantis prison (courtesy of her past self) and devised another cunning plan to (WARNING: CLICHE AHEAD) take over the world. Both had made the location of their lab so obvious that it would take a complete idiot to not find it. Uh-oh, thought the Opals, in that case, Foaly won’t be able to find it. They both giggled. All according to plan.