Artemis Fowl drabbles for writing_game
Fourth set of drabbles for
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Prompt
Prompt: Corner; 1 point
Artemis sat in the corner of the room, examining his elegantly manicured nails. It had taken weeks for them to return to their usual perfection after his adventure in the Arctic using a moving radioactive train as a monkey bar.
He did not want to be here at this - Artemis shuddered - party. Of course he was glad to have his father back, but was this gaudy celebration really necessary?
No, Artemis thought. It was not.
Prompt
Character: Devilish; 3 points
Holly grinned. She’d been sent above ground by Root to check that Fowl wasn’t up to mischief. It was time for some good old Mud Boy harassment.
Shielded, she flew above the mingling party guests. However much she despised Koboi, Holly had to love the DoubleDex wings Koboi had invented. Foaly still hadn’t managed to produce wings that outperformed Koboi’s invention, much to the centaur’s irritation.
“Isn’t there a single girl here you want to dance with?” Butler asked, frustrated by his employee’s antisocial behaviour.
“I would rather dance with a three foot four gun-wielding fairy than any of the females in this room,” Artemis said sarcastically. A devilish grin found its way onto Holly’s face. She reached out and flicked Artemis’ nose.
“Boo,” she whispered in his ear. Artemis jumped.
“What were you just saying, Artemis?” Butler asked innocently, his own devilish smirk beginning to make its presence known once he realised that Holly was there.
If Artemis had been a usual teenage sycophant, he would have pouted.
Prompt
Prompt: Faith; 1 point
“Captain Short, may I ask you something?” Artemis said.
“Are you nervous, Mud Boy?” Holly asked, one eyebrow raised in a perfect imitation of Artemis. She flicked the switch on her wings and flew up to hover so her face was level with Artemis’. It was hard having a proper conversation with someone two and a half feet taller than you. “Out with it, Artemis.”
“Do you -“ Artemis cringed. He was being ridiculous. “Do you believe in true love?” Holly stared at him. She hadn’t expected that.
“Who’s the lucky girl - or quite possibly unlucky - girl, then?” she demanded.
There was no way Artemis was going to answer that. What would he say? ‘She’s a three foot four fairy who wields powerful weapons and has a gun strapped to her belt right now, by the way she’s you’? That was not going to happen.
“Well, since you asked, yes I do,” Holly told him, realising he wasn’t going to answer. “Just have faith, I’m sure she’ll come around.” She pulled back the throttle on her wings and flew off, shielded from view by her fairy magic.
If you only knew, Artemis thought. If you only knew…
Prompt
Prompt: Grey; 2 points
“Captain Short, what’s your status?” Root bellowed. Holly winced and pulled the microphone away from her ear. She didn’t want to go deaf before she turned ninety, thank you very much.
“Fine and dandy,” Holly said sarcastically. “I’m in the middle of a black storm cloud and this jumpsuit has proved its ‘waterproof’ label incorrect.”
“I’d say that cloud is more grey than black,” Foaly commented. “Anyway, what Julius actually -“
“Don’t call me Julius, civilian,” Root roared. Holly could practically see Foaly roll his eyes.
“Anyway, as I was saying, the commander wants to know what happened regarding Fowl,” Foaly finished. He was quite possibly the only person who had ever made the title ‘commander’ sound so sarcastic, at least while he was standing right next to Root.
“Fowl’s in love?” Holly said. Foaly and Root snorted.
“With you?” Root said in disbelief.
“No!” Holly said, horrified by the idea. She could have sworn she heard Foaly mutter something along the lines of ‘yeah, right’ before he cut the connection. Holly shook her head. Crazy centaurs. Her and a Mud Boy. As if.
Prompt
Diamond #15
“Artemis? Can I come in?”
“If you must,” Artemis replied testily. Juliet bounced into his room and sat on his bed. Artemis couldn’t be bothered to scold her for her informality; he’d leave that to Butler.
“So who is she?” Juliet asked. Artemis mentally smacked himself. Even Juliet had noticed he was acting like a lovesick teenager.
You are a lovesick teenager, his brain pointed out. Artemis quickly squashed the notion; it was ridiculous. He was Artemis Fowl II for goodness sake.
“Hello? Artemis?” Juliet waved her hand in front of his face. “Jeez, can’t you just go talk to her?”
“No,” Artemis replied shortly.
“Why not?” Juliet demanded.
Because she’s a one metre tall fairy who lives in the fairy world underground and whose dearest wish is probably to fry me with a Neutrino 2000, you moronic girl, Artemis thought.
“Juliet, drop it,” he commanded. Juliet sulked but did so.
“Well, what’s her name at least,” she asked a moment later. Artemis nearly groaned.
“Leave me alone,” he snapped. Juliet stalked out of the room. Knowing her, she’d follow his order precisely and ignore him for weeks.
Artemis realised that not even he would ever understand females.
Prompt
Prompt: Imbroglio; 3 points
“Let’s play the word game, young man,” the long-suffering St Bartleby’s counsellor said. Artemis raised his eyebrows. The man clearly needed professional help.
“I’m going to say a word, and you give me a definition,” the counsellor said, ignoring Artemis’ silence.
They went through a few different words, Artemis enjoying confusing the poor psychiatrist.
“Love,” the greying man said.
“Imbroglio,” Artemis answered automatically, without thinking.
“Interesting…” the counsellor said. “What’s the problem in your relationship?”
“Well, for one she’s a ninety year old fairy who I fell in love with somewhere between crawling through a sewage shoot a few hundred miles underground and accidentally cutting off her finger when we jumped onto a radioactive train,” Artemis said sarcastically. “Did I forget to mention her leprechaun friends let a troll loose in my house because I held her hostage?”
“Could we please stick to what is within the realms of possibly being true?” the counsellor asked. Artemis smirked and leant forward with the air of someone who was about to divulge the honest truth.
“Anything is possible when you have fairy friends,” he said and walked out, leaving a bemused counsellor in his wake.
Prompt
Action: Knock; 2 points
Holly glared at the huge door that prevented her from entering the building and kicking some Mud Boy arse. She wanted nothing more than to go in and cause him some pain with her buzz baton; unfortunately she couldn’t enter a human dwelling uninvited.
She wondered if the invitation he made by kidnapping her still stood. Ignoring Foaly’s protests that it wouldn’t, she stepped into the hallway and waited to see if she was sick. She wasn’t.
Holly made her way upstairs and sought Artemis’ room. She knocked softly, not wanting to disturb his parents. He’d have difficulty explaining why a fairy was knocking on his door at midnight.
“Holly,” he called. Holly pushed open the door, and was confused when she saw that he was asleep in bed.
“Holly,” he murmured again.
“Hello, Mud Boy,” Holly said, unsure whether he was asleep or awake.
“Holly…” Artemis murmured. Holly moved to his side; an unexpected feeling of affection led her to touch his forehead briefly before she came to her senses.
Ok Holly, time to figure out why you’re fond of the Mud Boy, she said to herself. More importantly, I want to know why he’s dreaming about me.
Prompt
Diamond #12 and #15
“Mud Boy?” Holly said uncertainly. Artemis stirred and cracked an eye open.
“To what do I owe the pleasure of waking up to find the LEP’s only female Recon officer in my bedroom?” Artemis asked, disguising his surprise. “How is it that you were able to enter uninvited?”
“You invited me,” Holly pointed out.
“I most certainly did not,” Artemis said indignantly.
“Aww, were you dreaming about me then? You said my name more than once.” Holly grinned. Mud Boy harassment was so fun.
Shit, Artemis thought; he never swore.
“It must be love,” Holly sang. Artemis glared at her.
“While your presence is an unexpected surprise, I would like some more sleep,” he said. “Come back at a later hour if you must.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Fowl. We need to talk.”
Artemis gulped. That was Holly’s policewoman voice.
Prompt
Diamond #10 and #13
“I don’t believe this,” Root said. “If there’s one thing I didn’t think would ever happen it was Captain Short getting a crush on Artemis Fowl!”
“Pigs might fly,” Foaly scoffed. Holly wouldn’t fall in love with Fowl. “That’s about as likely as me eating one of those red lizard things.”
“Dragons,” Root said. “I’ll make you a deal. If they kiss, you eat a dragon.”
“A dragon?” Foaly checked. “Deal.”
They looked at the screen showing footage shot by the camera in Holly’s helmet.
Foaly watched in horror as Fowl got sick of Holly teasing him and pulled her into a fierce kiss.
“What day is it, commander?” Foaly asked in shock.
“Monday,” Root said.
“What a surprise.”
Points for this set: 22
Total points: 83
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Prompt
Prompt: Corner; 1 point
Artemis sat in the corner of the room, examining his elegantly manicured nails. It had taken weeks for them to return to their usual perfection after his adventure in the Arctic using a moving radioactive train as a monkey bar.
He did not want to be here at this - Artemis shuddered - party. Of course he was glad to have his father back, but was this gaudy celebration really necessary?
No, Artemis thought. It was not.
Prompt
Character: Devilish; 3 points
Holly grinned. She’d been sent above ground by Root to check that Fowl wasn’t up to mischief. It was time for some good old Mud Boy harassment.
Shielded, she flew above the mingling party guests. However much she despised Koboi, Holly had to love the DoubleDex wings Koboi had invented. Foaly still hadn’t managed to produce wings that outperformed Koboi’s invention, much to the centaur’s irritation.
“Isn’t there a single girl here you want to dance with?” Butler asked, frustrated by his employee’s antisocial behaviour.
“I would rather dance with a three foot four gun-wielding fairy than any of the females in this room,” Artemis said sarcastically. A devilish grin found its way onto Holly’s face. She reached out and flicked Artemis’ nose.
“Boo,” she whispered in his ear. Artemis jumped.
“What were you just saying, Artemis?” Butler asked innocently, his own devilish smirk beginning to make its presence known once he realised that Holly was there.
If Artemis had been a usual teenage sycophant, he would have pouted.
Prompt
Prompt: Faith; 1 point
“Captain Short, may I ask you something?” Artemis said.
“Are you nervous, Mud Boy?” Holly asked, one eyebrow raised in a perfect imitation of Artemis. She flicked the switch on her wings and flew up to hover so her face was level with Artemis’. It was hard having a proper conversation with someone two and a half feet taller than you. “Out with it, Artemis.”
“Do you -“ Artemis cringed. He was being ridiculous. “Do you believe in true love?” Holly stared at him. She hadn’t expected that.
“Who’s the lucky girl - or quite possibly unlucky - girl, then?” she demanded.
There was no way Artemis was going to answer that. What would he say? ‘She’s a three foot four fairy who wields powerful weapons and has a gun strapped to her belt right now, by the way she’s you’? That was not going to happen.
“Well, since you asked, yes I do,” Holly told him, realising he wasn’t going to answer. “Just have faith, I’m sure she’ll come around.” She pulled back the throttle on her wings and flew off, shielded from view by her fairy magic.
If you only knew, Artemis thought. If you only knew…
Prompt
Prompt: Grey; 2 points
“Captain Short, what’s your status?” Root bellowed. Holly winced and pulled the microphone away from her ear. She didn’t want to go deaf before she turned ninety, thank you very much.
“Fine and dandy,” Holly said sarcastically. “I’m in the middle of a black storm cloud and this jumpsuit has proved its ‘waterproof’ label incorrect.”
“I’d say that cloud is more grey than black,” Foaly commented. “Anyway, what Julius actually -“
“Don’t call me Julius, civilian,” Root roared. Holly could practically see Foaly roll his eyes.
“Anyway, as I was saying, the commander wants to know what happened regarding Fowl,” Foaly finished. He was quite possibly the only person who had ever made the title ‘commander’ sound so sarcastic, at least while he was standing right next to Root.
“Fowl’s in love?” Holly said. Foaly and Root snorted.
“With you?” Root said in disbelief.
“No!” Holly said, horrified by the idea. She could have sworn she heard Foaly mutter something along the lines of ‘yeah, right’ before he cut the connection. Holly shook her head. Crazy centaurs. Her and a Mud Boy. As if.
Prompt
Diamond #15
“Artemis? Can I come in?”
“If you must,” Artemis replied testily. Juliet bounced into his room and sat on his bed. Artemis couldn’t be bothered to scold her for her informality; he’d leave that to Butler.
“So who is she?” Juliet asked. Artemis mentally smacked himself. Even Juliet had noticed he was acting like a lovesick teenager.
You are a lovesick teenager, his brain pointed out. Artemis quickly squashed the notion; it was ridiculous. He was Artemis Fowl II for goodness sake.
“Hello? Artemis?” Juliet waved her hand in front of his face. “Jeez, can’t you just go talk to her?”
“No,” Artemis replied shortly.
“Why not?” Juliet demanded.
Because she’s a one metre tall fairy who lives in the fairy world underground and whose dearest wish is probably to fry me with a Neutrino 2000, you moronic girl, Artemis thought.
“Juliet, drop it,” he commanded. Juliet sulked but did so.
“Well, what’s her name at least,” she asked a moment later. Artemis nearly groaned.
“Leave me alone,” he snapped. Juliet stalked out of the room. Knowing her, she’d follow his order precisely and ignore him for weeks.
Artemis realised that not even he would ever understand females.
Prompt
Prompt: Imbroglio; 3 points
“Let’s play the word game, young man,” the long-suffering St Bartleby’s counsellor said. Artemis raised his eyebrows. The man clearly needed professional help.
“I’m going to say a word, and you give me a definition,” the counsellor said, ignoring Artemis’ silence.
They went through a few different words, Artemis enjoying confusing the poor psychiatrist.
“Love,” the greying man said.
“Imbroglio,” Artemis answered automatically, without thinking.
“Interesting…” the counsellor said. “What’s the problem in your relationship?”
“Well, for one she’s a ninety year old fairy who I fell in love with somewhere between crawling through a sewage shoot a few hundred miles underground and accidentally cutting off her finger when we jumped onto a radioactive train,” Artemis said sarcastically. “Did I forget to mention her leprechaun friends let a troll loose in my house because I held her hostage?”
“Could we please stick to what is within the realms of possibly being true?” the counsellor asked. Artemis smirked and leant forward with the air of someone who was about to divulge the honest truth.
“Anything is possible when you have fairy friends,” he said and walked out, leaving a bemused counsellor in his wake.
Prompt
Action: Knock; 2 points
Holly glared at the huge door that prevented her from entering the building and kicking some Mud Boy arse. She wanted nothing more than to go in and cause him some pain with her buzz baton; unfortunately she couldn’t enter a human dwelling uninvited.
She wondered if the invitation he made by kidnapping her still stood. Ignoring Foaly’s protests that it wouldn’t, she stepped into the hallway and waited to see if she was sick. She wasn’t.
Holly made her way upstairs and sought Artemis’ room. She knocked softly, not wanting to disturb his parents. He’d have difficulty explaining why a fairy was knocking on his door at midnight.
“Holly,” he called. Holly pushed open the door, and was confused when she saw that he was asleep in bed.
“Holly,” he murmured again.
“Hello, Mud Boy,” Holly said, unsure whether he was asleep or awake.
“Holly…” Artemis murmured. Holly moved to his side; an unexpected feeling of affection led her to touch his forehead briefly before she came to her senses.
Ok Holly, time to figure out why you’re fond of the Mud Boy, she said to herself. More importantly, I want to know why he’s dreaming about me.
Prompt
Diamond #12 and #15
“Mud Boy?” Holly said uncertainly. Artemis stirred and cracked an eye open.
“To what do I owe the pleasure of waking up to find the LEP’s only female Recon officer in my bedroom?” Artemis asked, disguising his surprise. “How is it that you were able to enter uninvited?”
“You invited me,” Holly pointed out.
“I most certainly did not,” Artemis said indignantly.
“Aww, were you dreaming about me then? You said my name more than once.” Holly grinned. Mud Boy harassment was so fun.
Shit, Artemis thought; he never swore.
“It must be love,” Holly sang. Artemis glared at her.
“While your presence is an unexpected surprise, I would like some more sleep,” he said. “Come back at a later hour if you must.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Fowl. We need to talk.”
Artemis gulped. That was Holly’s policewoman voice.
Prompt
Diamond #10 and #13
“I don’t believe this,” Root said. “If there’s one thing I didn’t think would ever happen it was Captain Short getting a crush on Artemis Fowl!”
“Pigs might fly,” Foaly scoffed. Holly wouldn’t fall in love with Fowl. “That’s about as likely as me eating one of those red lizard things.”
“Dragons,” Root said. “I’ll make you a deal. If they kiss, you eat a dragon.”
“A dragon?” Foaly checked. “Deal.”
They looked at the screen showing footage shot by the camera in Holly’s helmet.
Foaly watched in horror as Fowl got sick of Holly teasing him and pulled her into a fierce kiss.
“What day is it, commander?” Foaly asked in shock.
“Monday,” Root said.
“What a surprise.”
Points for this set: 22
Total points: 83