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Who: Artemis

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Where: Violet
When: March 28th, Afternoon
Summary: Going to get little bro~
Rating: Idk… Heather’s in it so PG-13?
Log:
As thankful as Artemis was to Kisa for lending him a mode of transportation, he seriously doubted his body itself was in agreement. Artemis was no stranger to riding or the physical exertion that comes from it, in fact, the horses where probably the only outdoor activity he ever really consented too willingly. Nevertheless, riding for weeks straight with only stops for sleep and small meals on a creature that was not a horse but a giant dog was certainly something his afternoon rides back home couldn’t have prepared him for.

Such sacrifices had to be made though, and he comforted himself on the thought that Heather most certainly had no idea what she’s initially agreed to and was probably suffering for it. Such thoughts were a bit cruel but he couldn’t help it. Beckett was a handful, Artemis would readily admit that, but he couldn’t help feeling a slightly smug in the fact that whatever Heather’s expectations of the boy had been, it had been blasted away by the typhoon that was Beckett Fowl.

She was lucky she’d only had one half of the complete package to deal with.

Tired from travel and feeling uneasiness in the legs he hadn’t been forced to walk many steps on for quite some time, Artemis ran a hand through his hair and pulled his jacket closer around him. It was colder today.

Beside him strolled a large Arcanine and a trotting Eevee. He felt something leap onto his back as he came clear of the trees but ignored it.

He took a breath and stepped into town.

As he walked he felt an unsettling knot of anxiety tightening, he dubbed this feeling as foolish and pressed on, but just because it was foolish didn’t mean it would stop persisting. The twins often made him feel like this, just their presence placed Artemis under extreme pressure to perform in ways he had no experience in, nor any examples to follow by. Now all this had been increased tenfold.

Artemis silently cursed his constantly thinking brain and forced himself to focus on finding the two loud blondes, ignoring the small Aipom that was clambering around his shoulders, wanting to join him on whatever adventure he was undertaking.

He gave it five seconds before it fled in terror. Though be that from Heather or Beckett he wasn’t sure.

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Beckett was apparently oblivious to his brother's sarcasm as well "Can Heather come with us Artemis? Then she could babysit alot!!"

Though let us not ignore the fact that he would rather have his brother do it. He's clinging to Artemis' shirt now.

Artemis didn't seemed overly bothered by Becketts insistent chatter or need for physical contact as one would expect someone like Artemis to be. True, he didn't really respond to it a great deal but he didn't reject it either.

He shook his head. "No, Beckett. Heather has her own group she needs to join up with." Artemis knelt down to the young boys level. "And we have some people in Goldenrod waiting for us." Artemis leant in to stage whisper to Beckett, smirking. "Between us, Heather is far too impatient to travel with anyway."

At Becketts feet, Diana had decided she liked the small boy and rubbed against his leg like a cat.

WORDS COULD NOT DESCRIBE THE SHEER 'DO NOT WANT' ON HEATHER'S FACE.

Beckett was a nice kid-- hyperactivity aside, he'd been more or less well-behaved. Cheerful and all that. But nonetheless, Heather could honestly say at this point that she'd rather jump off a balcony than spend another minute babysitting.

So, behind Beckett's back, she sagged in relief when Artemis shot down the suggestion.

... And she didn't even disagree with the stage-whisper! She WAS impatient. She wanted OUT of Violet, and she wanted out NOW.

So she just headed over to ruffle Beckett's hair a bit.

"Yeah, and I got business to take care of. Maybe another time, kid."

"Next time impatient!" Beckett cheered and spun around to give her another super tight hug. "I had lotsa fun!" He then broke off the hug to run over and give Ponyta a hug as well.

Phanpy trotted over to greet Diana with a sniff.

Artemis shook his head at Becketts' unstoppable energy and reached into his pocket. From it he pulled a small black box and tossed it lightly to Heather.

... Ow.

Heather let out a wheeze as she was hugged again, but managed to still keep a smile pasted on. Kid didn't know his own strength oh god she was glad he was going back to Artemis now.

But then she blinked, snapping a hand up to catch the box.

"Huh? What's this?"

Beckett came bounding back and stood next to Artemis peering at the box, "Christmas?" He mused out loud before he slipped down to his knees and wrapped his arms around Stampy the Phanpy to hug him like a plush toy.

"A gift." He stated simply, watching Beckett's movements like a mother hawk before elaborating. "Think of it as a token of appreciation." He paused. "And a reward for enduring." He added, gesturing to Beckett meaningfully.

It was nothing more than a trinket really. A small, silver charm in the shape of a cheerful Totodile (though there rarely seemed to be any non-cheery Totodiles). Certainly a pretty trinket, of nice silver rather than simple copper with a silver coating, but a trinket nonetheless.

Artemis gave a vampire smile. "And let's just say I wouldn't feel comfortable knowing I owe you a favor." A hint of emphasis hung on the word 'you'.

Looking down at the box curiously, she slipped the cover off, offering it absentmindedly to Carousel the Ponyta, who lipped at it a few times before taking it and tossing her head, as horses often do when they are proud of picking up unfamiliar objects and want attention paid to them for it.

At the sight of the little charm, a smile quirked up one side of Heather's mouth.

"... Heh... thanks. Consider yourself free of owed favors." ... FOR THE MOMENT. If he made her watch Beckett AGAIN, she'd probably need more than a bit of jewelry (though she did have a weakness for the stuff even if she didn't often wear it) to compensate.

"Pretty!" Beckett declared pointing at the necklace before he was happy to give Ponyta the attention she wanted cheering and laughing clapping in praise. Life was really so magical for an advanced two year old.

"You're most welcome." He turned to Beckett, holding out his hand expectantly. "Come along, Beckett. Say thank you to Heather, we all need to be on our way."

"So long, guys. I'm sure we'll run into each other again."

... Hopefully not for a bit, because Heather'd had about as many childish antics as she could handle.