Heya PEOPLE! (I assume:S)

I'm sooooo sorry, I've been on holiday and havent really found time (or will power - shame) to update... but here is a nother chapter, hopefully slightly better than the last.

And thankyou to all my luuuvely reviewers... made me feel so good glows. Anyway, please review again. You all know the delicate state of my ego :P. Seriously please review even if you hate it I want to know!

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"No I can give another reason for ordering 60 gallons or emulsion and then… Look shall I do this over the internet? … Yes I am aware that it is early, that is why I tried phoning you. … "Well it's a big place and there is a lot to decorate… So that's …yes…yes…yes…yes…yes…yes…yes…yes…yes…yes. … Listen! If you do not get these paints sorted and sent over for 10am sharp I shall have serious words to say to you manager … good … Name of Fowl … huh? I'm a customer; my name is irrelevant until I need to sign something. … Thank you … That's my decision, I do know the manager's phone number … well I suggest you get on with it … yes now, Goodbye!"

"Juliet? You finished yet?"

"Oh hi, yes, just … remind me to punch the next rep. I see, you would have thought I was asking him to sign his soul over in blood... hmm I might do that next time."

"Anyway, Artemis wants everyone to meet in the entrance hall at 9.30."

"He didn't say that did he Dom?"

"Well actually it was reconvene but I didn't see much difference."

They laughed as the jogged to the hall arriving, as expected, on the dot of 9.30 to be met by just a few old friends. The laughter that greeted their open mouthed astonishment was enough to get them moving again and they sat down. The chairs had been set out like a conference, trust Artemis, and sitting in them were: Holly, Mulch, Foaly and another elf who Butler vaguely recognised.

Artemis walked down the stairs, dressed for once in a standard suit – his version of work clothes.

"Well now that everyone is here I suppose only one person need's introducing. This is Trouble Kelp, Major in the LEP."

"Ah"

"It's no matter now, we have much work to do an all of you seem to have agreed to help me. My mother will be returning in precisely 7 days… we have that time to uhem "redecorate" Fowl Manor."

The general outcry to this was not particularly encouraging; snorts of laughter, murmurs and a loud whinnie from Foaly who seemed to be struggling to remain on his chair despite the various alterations Artemis had made for his comfort.

"Artemis" Holly spoke up for them all, "We don't really care what you have tried to do here, but how can you even dream of sorting this in a week. And most of us happen to work, they don't give holidays in the LEP and I don't have enough money to give myself holidays."

"I've sorted all that… I just have this problem and it needs dealing with or I loose everything I've ever worked for … and my parent's trust."

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