I've been wanting to do a drabble series for a while, so here we go!

Holly Short was sitting in the Fowl's guest room, trying to put her hair into a ponytail (It had grown out to chin length) when someone knocked.

"Come in!" she yelled.

Artemis cracked the door open an inch to make sure that yes, Holly was completely dressed and ready to accept visitors, before fully entering the room.

"Holly, I would like to issue you a formal invitation, delivered orally. Unless you would feel more comfortable with one that is written."

Holly stopped wrestling with her scrunchy. The whole thing was futile anyways; her hair just slid right out of the accessory. It was too short.

"What? In English please," she cocked her head, "Or Gnommish."

Artemis looked extremely uncomfortable. He fiddled with his tie even though it was perfectly straight, and then cleared his throat.

If that human sweated like a normal person, he'd be drenched by now, thought Holly.

"Would you like to accompany me to the cinema this evening?"

The fairy blinked. Was Artemis asking her on a date? To the movies? Who still called it the cinema?

"Are you asking me to go to the movies?"

"Yes. Basically."

Holly stared into Artemis mismatched eyes until he looked away.

"You do not have to accept, I assure you. I will not be offended. In fact, maybe it is better if-"

"Okay."

Artemis jerked his head back up.

"Okay?"

"Okay. But on one condition."

Artemis gulped.

"I get to pick the movie, and you have to order an extra-large popcorn with lots of butter."

A faint smile played over Artemis' lips. Holly knew that he wouldn't dare touch movie theater popcorn. The elf was clearly planning to eat it all herself. The genius pictured Holly carrying such a large container and nearly chuckled out loud.

"Very well, Captain. I will pick you up at seven o'clock sharp."

He turned to leave.

"Is this a date?" Holly blurted.

"It is if you want it to be." Artemis said almost languidly as the door shut behind him.

Holly smiled, and decided to get ready.

It was 7:00 exactly when Artemis knocked on Holly's door for the second time.

"Just a minute!"

There was a muffled crash and then Holly stepped out (without letting Artemis see inside). She was wearing a casual green dress (that had pockets) and black tights. There was even a cute green hibiscus-looking flower in her hair.

"Say one word about the outfit and you're in trouble, Mud Boy."

"You look lovely."

Holly stopped and crossed her arms, keeping her back to Artemis.

"What did I just say?!"

"You said not to say one word about your outfit. I said three."

Holly stormed to the car with a smile on her face.

On the way to the movies, they sat in an uncomfortable silence. Artemis was drove, and Holly sat up front despite the dangerous air bags.

She fiddled with her seat and then noticed something.

"Hey, where's Butler?"

Artemis smirked.

"We made a deal a long time ago. He could accompany me everywhere except on dates, in the bathroom, and at sports games."

Holly snorted.

"He knew that I would not go to many sports games."

More silence.

"So… what should we see?"

"I am not sure what is playing, but it does not matter to me."

Artemis pulled flawlessly into the parking lot, and then opened Holly's door for her like a true gentleman.

"Maybe an action movie?"

"That might be a bit close to real life."

"But then you could make fun of it, and I could yell at you for making fun of it." Holly smiled and punched Artemis in the arm to let him know she was kidding.

In the end, they purchased two tickets to a cartoon flick about a dancing duck, or something. The pair went into the dark theater and found that it was almost empty.

"Yes! I can get both of my armrests!" Holly cheered.

She managed to balance her giant bag of popcorn on the seat beside her. Holly specifically wanted both of her hands to be free.

The movie started, and Artemis and Holly sat patiently waiting for the other to make a move. Neither was really paying attention to the animated duck.

Come on, Mud Boy, holly thought.

After twenty minutes of nothing, she finally caved. The elf grabbed Artemis' arm and put it around her shoulders for him, and then rested her head on his shoulder.

They sat happily for another twenty minutes until Holly's neck got stiff and Artemis' arm fell asleep. They transitioned into hand holding, which was great until both of their hands got really sweaty. Then the couple resorted to linking arms, but that was still uncomfortable.

"Oh, for Frond's sake." Holly muttered.

She stood up and sat on Artemis lap. For a second his boy went rigid, but then he relaxed a fraction. He seemed unsure of what to do. Artemis' hand hovered by the elf, but then dropped back onto his armrest, unwilling to risk ruining the moment.

"Do I have to do everything?" she whispered.

Holly wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Honestly, I would've thought you'd have come up with some formula for-"

Artemis silenced the elf with his lips, and he pulled her tighter to prevent any escape. Not that Holly wanted to, or anything. She just twined her fingers into his raven black hair and melted into his arms.

Once they'd come up for air, Artemis moved his mouth over by Holly's ear.

"You see now, my dear, that I knew exactly what I was doing." Hid breath was warm, "I have a habit of getting what I want."

Holly shifted so that she was straddling the genius. He shivered ever so slightly. She brushed her lips against his, acting like she was about go in for another kiss.

"Is that so, Artemis? Because I'm pretty sure that the movie… just… ended." Holly exhaled and slid off of his lap, just as the lights in the theater came back on.

Artemis watched her lope easily down the steps and grinned.

Perhaps this point goes to her.

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