Butler- Smacking Fairy

  Suddenly there was a barrel under his chin. One of Retrieval had managed to get his weapon cocked.

  'Freeze, Mud Boy,' droned a helmet-filtered voice. It was a serious-looking gun, liquid coolant bubbled along its length. 'Just give me a reason.'

  Butler rolled his eyes. Different race, same macho clichés. He slapped the fairy open-handed. To the little man it must have been like the sky falling on his head.

-Artemis Fowl, Chapter 6