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A Centaur Can Love Too Ya Know	By : ozumasgirl Category: A through F > Artemis Fowl Views: 4631 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Artemis Fowl book series, nor any of the characters from it. They are the property of Eoin Colfer. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: A Centaur Can Love Too Ya Know
Summery: The super genius' of AF start to fall for one another! It's bliss for them, but what of everyone else? How will the rest of the gang take the news? Not that it matter's :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Artemis Fowl... but you guys already knew that
Authoress' Note: Now, I was lying in bed last night, thinking of thing's to write about, to get my mind off the stories I'm stuck with, after all the best way to get rid of writer's block is to think of something else!! I know Artemis and Foaly are an odd pair... but you know, I thought it would be cool!!!! I hope you guys enjoy!!!
Oh and just so you know, Artemis has all of memories back OK!!! And Butler has his strength back as well.
I'd like to thank my beta GinnyHarryP!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!! lol... yes, go read the chapter!!!!!! GO!!!!!
SHOUT-OUTS!!!!!!!!!!!
TrunkZy: (Puts her hand on the back of her head Goku style) Lol, I know, that's why I'm not going to make em shag... lol, seeing as though Foaly is half horse... and I'd rather not think about it... '

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Chapter Two: "Where's he going to sleep?"
"FOALY!!!! Did Root tell you!?" Shrieked a muffled voice from behind the steel door of the centaur's op's booth. Which was quickly followed by banging.
Foaly gave a snort as the horrible sound woke him from a most wonderful dream. A dream he was determined to get back too as soon as possible.
Pressing a small button to his right, Foaly watched as non other then Holly Short came bursting through the door before the poor thing had a chance to slide open.
Yawning, the centaur stretched his well muscled arms over his head, blinking sleep from his hazel eyes.
"And what is the occasion that caused you to grace me with you're presence Holl?" He asked, smiling.
Holly paused in her ranting to glare at him.
"Commander Root has JUST told me that Artemis and the rest of his crew are coming here for a few days!! Why though is beyond me!" She hollered.
Now true, Holly regarded young Artemis a one of her closest friend's and she loved him dearly. But he wasn't a peach to be around for more then an hour, and spending some "Quality time" With the sly mud weasel wasn't on her top 10 thing's to do list. The boy tended to drag down the happy meter, what with his toneless voice and dull expression.
Foaly how ever was having a completely opposite reaction. If this space wasn't so damn small and Holly wasn't there, he would be dancing for joy. Artemis had been on his mind for two weeks and while he didn't like to admit it, he seemed to fancy the boy. If only a little.
"Really? And where pre tell, will they all stay?" He asked, pulling a keyboard to wards him.
Holly shrugged, slumping down on a near by chair. Well, the only other chair that was stuffed into the small space Foaly had no choice but to call home.
"How am I supposed to know! Root just told me,"
Foaly rolled his eyes, typing something onto the screen beside him and then lent over to the small speaker hanging above him.
"Hay Julius, Holly and I...," The centaur was cut off abruptly as Root's voice screamed over the speaker.
"HOW MANY TIME'S HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME JULIUS!!! YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A HORSE!!!"
Not effected at all by Root's harsh word's Foaly smiled brightly.
"I think you say that about fifteen time's a day, but anyway, I'd love to chat sun shine but I need to ask you something,"
There was a pause, as Root lit one of his fowl smelling cigars. Or that's what Foaly gathered.
"Oh really? And what might that be horse boy?"
Foaly placed his hand's behind his head.
"Well Holly has just come in here saying that the Fowl boy and his buds are coming to stay? What's the deal?" He asked.
Root smiled. Well as close to a smile as Julius Root was willing to go.
"Yeah that's right, oh by the way, I was wondering if Fowl could stay at you're place?"
Foaly froze.
WHAT!?!
"What! Why, I mean can't he stay with Holly or something?"
At this Holly sprang from her seat. Her hazel eyes burning into her best friend's.
"NO WAY!!! I don't want that little mud weasel staying at my house!!! I'll take Juliet thank you very much, besides you two genius' will get along fine, just talk about computer's or something," She said absentmindedly, blowing a stray strand of hair out of her face.
Foaly frowned. His place, now there was somewhere he hadn't been in year's. Literally. He couldn't take Artemis to that dump. It was most likely covered in a few inches of dust.
And besides where would he sleep? Foaly had quite a large bed, but if he let Artemis sleep there (Which he would) Where in the world would he sleep? He didn't have a couch. Didn't need one. Couldn't sit down ON one.
"Where's he going to sleep?"
Holly obviously wasn't paying attention. It was easy for her, Juliet would probably sleep on the fold out couch and they'd be all peachy. Root rolled his eyes.
"I don't know, think of something," He said, waving his hand dismissively "Oh and by the way, they'll be coming this afternoon," With that said, Root turned off the monitor, leaving Foaly and Holly to stare wide-eyed at the now black screen.
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That very afternoon found Foaly running around his apartment, cleaning this, fixing that. He had changed the sheet's on his bed and tried his hardest to make the place look at least half way decent.
The centaur had figured Artemis was used to the very best of everything, seeing as though the boy was filthy rich and always got what he wanted.
Foaly was just dusting off the couch he had remembered he had, and was propping some cushions up on the brown two seater when there was a knock on the door. Foaly gasped, trotting over to the entrance of his home, he checked his reflection in the mirror next to him.
"Who is it?" He half yelled through the steel door.
There was a pause then the door opened, causing the centaur to stumble backward.
Standing in the doorway was one Artemis Fowl the Second, waring a pair of Distressed denim jean's, tight in all the right places, a pale pink polo t-shirt and a pair of lean pure white sneaker's. (Lean as in not chunky and stuff...). His ebony hair falling around his pale, pretty face. A black leather suit case sitting beside him.
Artemis watched as Foaly gathered him self, straightening up and looking at the Fowl boy.
"Oh, hi Artemis, didn't expect to see you so soon,"
Artemis smiled. If only a little.
"I hope I haven't intruded," He said, his soft, cold voice, music to the centaur's ears.
Foaly shook his head.
"NO!! Of course not!!"
Artemis smiled again. The boys smile was something else. It was a mixture of cool, cold, sexy and frightening.
"Well that's good," He said. Suddenly his bright blue eyes darted to the coffee table. Foaly followed the teens gaze and almost let out a squeak. There was a lap top sitting open on the table. The marquee screen saver flying across the monitor.
It was in Gnomish, and said something along the lines as "Foaly Loves Arty,". Foaly smiled sheepishly, snapping the computer shut with a flick of his tail.
"So... let me get you're bags,"
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There we go!!!!!! ALL DONE!!! Lol, I promise this fic will get better as the story grows, but yeah, review place and tell me what you think!!!!!!!!!!! Any idea's? Something you want in the fic? Tell me and I'll try my best to do it!!!!!!!!
By the way, the spell check is stuffing up for some reason so... yeah any spelling error's I tried to fix them but it DOESN'T!!!!....
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