#fowlique

ok so is ths ok

no too weird

how about this one?

ok my inner af says no

wait I remember that one pose you guys did over the summer

was it licking

nope

As always now, it was another pleasant day at Fowl Manor. The red-breasted birds were tweeting cheerful and the fuzzy bumble bees buzzed their tune. Angeline Fowl walked peacefully down one of the sunny halls, basking in the warmth.

"What an absolutely gorgeous day," the mother thought. "I wonder where my Arty is? Perhaps I could convince him to take Myles and Beckett out onto the lawn so Juliet could have a reprieve." Her eyes continued down the hall, ending on the library doors that were pulled shut.

"Perhaps my son's in the library, although he's doubtlessly read all of its contents already." Still, it was worth a chance.

Angeline walked up to the doors and laid her hands on the curved golden handles, about to enter when she heard noises from inside. Rather...curious noises.

"Unf...snhh...ah."

Angeline cocked an eyebrow and pressed her ear against the paneling, listening as closely as she could. Again, the sounds came with a little more clarity.

"Unrgg," she heard a male voice groan lowly. "So...magical."

"Magical? What on earth is going--HOLLY." Angeline's thoughts rapidly took a turn for the worst and without warning she yanked the doors open, the wrath of the all previous Fowl Manor maidens ready to attack.

"JUST WHAT KIND OF FAMILY DO YOU THINK THIS IS?" she yelled into the library, but her mouth hung wide at what she really observed.

Artemis was in there all right, sitting on the floor next to a pile of yellow paged books and volumes of all sorts. His face flushed a pale red.

"M-Mother, I promise it's nothing...ludicrous."

Angeline smoothed the front of her blouse, embarrassed for having walked in on...well, whatever it was she'd walked in on.

"Exactly what are you doing, Artemis?"

Artemis stood and straightened his tailored jacket.

"Just examining a qualitative variable, Mother. I will be sure to pick-up the mess; no need to fetch Juliet or Butler or, well, anyone to be perfectly frank."

Angeline looked unconvinced. "Well, if you're sure--"

"Positive, Mother. I'm never anything less. Beautiful day outside, you should perhaps take Myles and Beckett out onto the lawn and give poor Juliet a reprieve. I'll just tidy the library. Good day, Mother," Artemis said, pushing the door of the library shut as his mother stood in the hall, baffled.

He heaved a sigh before running to his books, diving on his knees into their magically scented wonder.

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HI CHRISTY :D

Okay so um

I work at a movie theater

I drink way too much soda

My room looks like a nuclear explosion occurred

So does my car for that matter

On Monday I'm going to start helping little middle schoolers learn how to play the Clarinet and not suck at it yay

I would have sex with Tom Felton, no questions asked

It has always been a dream of mine to go on America's Next Top Model even though I know that's impossible!

Sometimes I get really scared when I'm in the pool because I tend to think about sharks

I really miss having someone to kiss

why

does

exist