DESCLAIMER: DO I OWN HOLLY? NO..... ARTEMIS? NOW THAT’S A TOTALLY DIFFERENT STORY....

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*action*

what is being said

holly: *on phone* artemis, where are you?

artemis: my house. why?

holly: no reason *hangs up*

*3 hours later holly slides into the Fowl library*

holly: artemis!!!!! sorry im late, you would not believe traf..........

*looks at artemis reading a fashion magazine*

holly: what are you doing?

artemis: what does it look like I’m doing? *turns the page*

*holly grabs the magazine and throws it across the room*

artemis: what was that for??

holly: what wasn’t that for?

*looks at holly strangely*

artemis: okay then.....

holly: anyways... we have important business to attented to, but I need your help.

artemis: what? is opal back? did foaly have a nervous break down? did commander root finally turn permanently purple? is chix finally over you?

holly: no, yes, yes, no. but that’s not the point. the point is we are having a-

artemis: a bank robbery?

holly: NO! we are having a garage sale!!

*artemis passes out with a thud*

holly: artemis? hel-lo? you awake?

*kicks artemis*

artemis: OW! what the hell holly.. *rubs his head*

holly: why does your head hurt? I kicked your stomach...

artemis: yeah well now my head hurts

*artemis stands up*

artemis: why are we having a garage sale? you know how I feel about physical labor!

holly: so?

artemis: so anything heavier then two spoons and a laptop is out of my weightlifting range

holly: what about butler?

artemis: he’s on vacation

*flashes over to florida where butler is currently standing in an airport*

butler: finally a chance to breathe, relax, and just si-

random man: quick!!! that man is caring shampoo and hand cream

*butler is tackled by about 50 security guards and a pedestrian*

*flashes back to Fowl manor*

holly: good for him.

artemis: where were you planning to have this garage sale anyways?

holly: well here. duh

artemis: why?

holly: well you have enough room, you’re located in a big city, and we’re selling mostly crap only mudmen will buy

artemis: true that

holly: what did you just say......

artemis: nothing.

*gives artemis a weird look*

holly: so back to business. lets get started

artemis: *sighs* okay what should I do

*both go and get supplies*

artemis: hol-ly, its heavy...........

holly: you are carrying a box of bubble wrap. stop complaining.

artemis: *grumbles and struggles onward*

holly: here we go

artemis: finally! *drops everything, and sits down* so are we done now?

holly: uh.. we just started...

artemis: fine why don’t you set up while I......supervise

*day included holly moving her and artemis’s past belongings around and artemis....er...supervising*

artemis: a little to left. no, my left.

holly: I will not stand here and be your personal shade. here do something useful.

*throws him a box*

artemis: what is this?

holly: a box.

artemis: what am I supposed to do with it?

holly: fill the box with stuff and mark it with a price

*artemis filled the box with old laptops and computer chips and preceded to price it*

holly: artemis..

artemis: yes?

holly: this stuff is not worth $600 each....

so whatch ya think??? should I continue???