A SELECTION from this fanfiction follows this author's note. If you wish to read the FULL fanfiction, you can find it at the author's Archive of Our Own account, linked on her profile.

I have made the decision to cut off my fanfiction from this site due to ideological differences with site management. I believe that fan-works should be free, which means not only free monetarily, but also free of restrictions such as this site's ban on chat-fics (virtually ruining the Homestuck fandom), second-person point of view stores (it's...a POV...really), and, of course, adult materials, among other things.

I understand that this may upset some readers, but I ask that you respect my decision about how to manage my creative works. They still exist, un-altered, on another site.

I highly recommend you give AO3 a try. Joining the Archive of Own is a simple process, though it may take a few days to go through the waiting list. However, AO3 was created by fans, is FUNDED by fans (meaning it is advertisement-free), and does not restrict anything unless for valid copyright issues. It also has a robust tagging and search system, as well as a series manager, which will reduce the confusion regarding many of my works. If you are an author and would like an invitation, please message me through PM to see if I have any available.

Thank you for all your support as I entered into the world of fan-works. If you're interested in more of my fan-works, including audio productions, cosplay, and videos, please check my Tumblr, also linked on my profile.

Fan-girling with you all,

Kit


It was really too easy for Artemis. He'd been able to do this to Holly since day one, though that didn't mean he ever got tired of it. All it took was a few light, rolling steps, heel to toe, and held breath. Then he reached out long, thin fingers and scratched them down the distracted elf's neck.

Holly shrieked, jumping out of her chair. She spun about in the air, landing in a perfect cat stance, ready to lash out with her forward leg or knife hands. To her side, a small book skittered across the floor, stopping as it crashed into the wall.

"Artemis! D'arvit!" Holly took a pillow from the waiting room's couch and tossed it at the smug raven-haired boy who wasn't exactly laughing, though his lack of audible ridicule did little to appease his red-hot headed (both figuratively and literally) friend.

"Captain," he chided, stepping around the room's mostly uncomfortable furniture, "you really should work on your awareness of the surroundings. We have far too many enemies on the loose for you to be distracted by..." Artemis crouched and picked up the book Holly had been reading, flipping it over so he could read the title page. "''Ghost Hunting.'" He seemed to squint at the cover, as if a more concentrated look would reveal that his initial reading had been faulty. However, Artemis's eyesight was perfect. As he went on with the title, he looked up to Holly. "'True Stories of Unexplained Phenomena from the Atlantic Paranormal Society.' Holly...is this...a ghost story?"

Holly scowled, taking several steps that were too forceful than were really necessary to reach the young man's side. She yanked the book from his hands, shoved a bookmark in at random, and slammed it closed. "No! This is a serious study of paranormal activity. 'Ghost story' implies that it is..."

"Made up?" Artemis supplied, reaching out to flick the gold tassel on the end of the bookmark. "Do not tell me that you believe in that...that...drivel."

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This story, in its entirety, can be found at Kitsune Heart's AO3 account, linked in her profile.