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A little illo I whipped up for chapter 2 of my second Artemis Fowl fanfic, The Sword of God. Here's the link to the fic: [link] and a little excerpt that explains this scene:

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Artemis was staring at a pair of tiny shoes in his hands. He was just staring, and staring, and staring...

"Er..." Holly cleared her throat next to him, "are you all right?"

He nodded mutely, still not diverting his eyes from the shoes. When he had flopped down on the blanket and reached for a sandwich, he had found a small, white package in the picnic-basket. He had asked Holly what it was, but instead of answering, she'd just motioned him to open it, looking excited for some reason. And inside he'd found these shoes.

Baby shoes.

Well, that would explain why she'd been so excited. But... could it be possible? So soon? - He wondered. Holly and he had been living together for only two months (true, without any kind of protection), and she was… she was already...?

He chanced a glance at her to see that she was eyeing him with a worried expression, chewing her lower lip. She was totally endearing that way. Some locks of her red hair stood out in various directions, whether due to the summer breeze or the fact that she had run her fingers through it at least a dozen times in nervousness, Artemis didn't know. So dishevelled, so worried... so cute. Artemis felt his heart melt, and the only sensible reaction he could think of was reaching out, gathering her into his arms and kissing her gently.

She sighed against his lips - a sigh of both pleasure and relief. When he finally released her, he noticed that she was trembling. The funniest thing was that he was slightly shaking too. It was surely not due to the weather, as it was nice and warm; they had even sought shelter from the hot sunrays under the ancient oak tree.

"Are you okay?" he whispered.

"Yeah." She smiled somewhat insecurely.

"Then why are you trembling?"

Holly let out a small laugh. "Nerves, I suppose. I... I had no idea how you'd react, and... and... a...are you happy? At least a bit?"

"I'm happier than I've ever been before," he replied, caressing her cheek. "I always wanted to have a child with you the traditional way, Holly Short."

Always? I doubt that, Holly thought with a chuckle, but didn't voice it. "Yeah, this baby was definitely conceived in the traditional way..."

"It couldn't have been more traditional." He winked at her, thinking that it was possible they had created the baby right here, under this tree. This place had become their favourite; they had visited it as often as they could. Though neither of them was particularly sentimental, they called the river-bend 'our place'. The place where they had first met... All those years ago neither of them had thought that the little kidnapping would turn out like this: the kidnapper falling for his one-time captive, and vice versa. Recalling the night he'd first spotted the tiny, almost magicless creature here under the oak, Artemis allowed himself a reminiscing smile, then his expression changed to serious. "You know that we will have to tell mother and father about your... real self now?"

"Why?" She frowned.

"Think, Holly. This baby might take completely after me, but it might take completely after you. And if so, then he or she will be born with coffee-coloured skin and pointy ears."

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If it managed to pique your interest, go and read it (and review!), but it's strongly recommended to read its prequel first: [link] I'm really proud of these two fics, and they got me chosen as the first ever Author of the Month on Orion Awards, an Artemis Fowl fansite (see article on me and my AF fics here: [link] )

Description
A little illo I whipped up for chapter 2 of my second Artemis Fowl fanfic, The Sword of God. Here's the link to the fic: [link] and a little excerpt that explains this scene:

* * * * *

Artemis was staring at a pair of tiny shoes in his hands. He was just staring, and staring, and staring...

"Er..." Holly cleared her throat next to him, "are you all right?"

He nodded mutely, still not diverting his eyes from the shoes. When he had flopped down on the blanket and reached for a sandwich, he had found a small, white package in the picnic-basket. He had asked Holly what it was, but instead of answering, she'd just motioned him to open it, looking excited for some reason. And inside he'd found these shoes.

Baby shoes.

Well, that would explain why she'd been so excited. But... could it be possible? So soon? - He wondered. Holly and he had been living together for only two months (true, without any kind of protection), and she was… she was already...?

He chanced a glance at her to see that she was eyeing him with a worried expression, chewing her lower lip. She was totally endearing that way. Some locks of her red hair stood out in various directions, whether due to the summer breeze or the fact that she had run her fingers through it at least a dozen times in nervousness, Artemis didn't know. So dishevelled, so worried... so cute. Artemis felt his heart melt, and the only sensible reaction he could think of was reaching out, gathering her into his arms and kissing her gently.

She sighed against his lips - a sigh of both pleasure and relief. When he finally released her, he noticed that she was trembling. The funniest thing was that he was slightly shaking too. It was surely not due to the weather, as it was nice and warm; they had even sought shelter from the hot sunrays under the ancient oak tree.

"Are you okay?" he whispered.

"Yeah." She smiled somewhat insecurely.

"Then why are you trembling?"

Holly let out a small laugh. "Nerves, I suppose. I... I had no idea how you'd react, and... and... a...are you happy? At least a bit?"

"I'm happier than I've ever been before," he replied, caressing her cheek. "I always wanted to have a child with you the traditional way, Holly Short."

Always? I doubt that, Holly thought with a chuckle, but didn't voice it. "Yeah, this baby was definitely conceived in the traditional way..."

"It couldn't have been more traditional." He winked at her, thinking that it was possible they had created the baby right here, under this tree. This place had become their favourite; they had visited it as often as they could. Though neither of them was particularly sentimental, they called the river-bend 'our place'. The place where they had first met... All those years ago neither of them had thought that the little kidnapping would turn out like this: the kidnapper falling for his one-time captive, and vice versa. Recalling the night he'd first spotted the tiny, almost magicless creature here under the oak, Artemis allowed himself a reminiscing smile, then his expression changed to serious. "You know that we will have to tell mother and father about your... real self now?"

"Why?" She frowned.

"Think, Holly. This baby might take completely after me, but it might take completely after you. And if so, then he or she will be born with coffee-coloured skin and pointy ears."

* * * * * *

If it managed to pique your interest, go and read it (and review!), but it's strongly recommended to read its prequel first: [link] I'm really proud of these two fics, and they got me chosen as the first ever Author of the Month on Orion Awards, an Artemis Fowl fansite (see article on me and my AF fics here: [link] )