Well, hello my lovely readers. Thanks for all of your lovely reviews for TurkeyBaster. Just so that I can yell it. ROLL TIDE ROLL! I'm so hoping Alabama makes it to the BCS Championship. It helps the state look good as well as the SEC.
K. Like always I don't own Labyrinth or its characters. Just the ones I made up.
So we begin the third story in the series.
Chapter 1
The early morning sun glisten upon the freshly fallen snow. There were a few birds chirping outside in the bare trees. Children would soon be awaking to rush to see what was under the Christmas tree.
In a second story bedroom, a young woman slept in her bed with a locked door. She was not taking any chances of her much loved little brother would come barging in and wake her. Oh, he would wake her, but it wouldn't be by him jumping up and down on her bed.
Suddenly, a tap came to her window. She rolled over and hid deeper into her covers.
A muffled voice replied, "go away."
The tapping grew louder, and now there was a soft hooting coming from outside her window.
Reluctantly, she threw off her covers. Running a hand through her messy chocolate hair, she yawned. Then she rubbed the sleep out of her emerald eyes as she stood. The young woman stumbled over to the window. She groggily looked at the golden white barn owl.
She mumbled, "what are you doing here?"
The owl looked up at her with mix matched blue eyes and tapped on the window once again.
Yawning, she opened her window.
The owl then hopped inside and landed on the window seat. With a whirl of glitter and magic, the owl transformed into a man with wild feathery blonde hair and the same eyes as the owl. He looked her up and down.
"My, my, Sarah, this is not what I was expecting."
"What are you doing here this early? We haven't even exchanged gifts among us yet."
"Well, I came to see you."
Sarah groggily sat down down. "You've seen me."
"What do you need to wake up, Sarah."
"A cup of coffee."
With a gestured of his hand, he held out a cup coffee just as she like it. "Here you are, Sarah."
Sarah gingerly took the cup from him. "Thanks, Jareth."
He closed the window against the freezing air and sat beside her.
Sarah took a sip of the caffeine filled beverage. "Why are you really here this early, Jareth?"
"I'll be gone before Toby comes to wake you." Jareth smirked.
"Jareth, start talking."
Jareth sighed. "I wanted to give you a gift."
"Jareth, we do that later."
"I have one for later. This is one I doubt your family would be ready for."
"No asking me to marry you."
"We're not ready for that yet, Precious."
"I don't know if I ever will be."
Jareth smirked. "Oh, and that dream I woke you up from wasn't too far from now."
"Shut up. Haven't I told you I hate it when you do that?"
"No, but I don't ever want to hear you'll never be ready to marry me, Sarah. You're lying. You know that as well as I."
"It's too early to deal with this. Now what's this gift you want to give me now?"
Jareth smiled. "Now, why would I tell you what it is? That takes away from the surprise."
Sarah almost began to jump up and down in excitement, but she only smiled sweetly. "Please, Jareth."
Slowly, Jareth pulled his hand from behind his back. "All you had to do was ask nicely." He placed the silver wrapped gift gently into her lap.
Gingerly, Sarah lifted the gift box up. "What's inside?"
"You have to open it to find out."
Sarah gently shook the box. "Jareth, why wouldn't my family be ready for it if it isn't an engagement ring?"
"I said yet." Jareth moved closer to her.
Sarah glanced at him. "Jareth?"
"Open it, Precious."
Slowly, she began to unwrapped the gift. When she reached the box inside, Sarah stopped and looked at it. It looked like a jewelry store box, about the size for a necklace. She glanced at Jareth again. "Jareth, what exactly is this?"
Jareth gently wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Open your gift, Sarah."
Taking a deep breath, Sarah slowly opened the box. Sitting nicely among a plush black velvet, a silver necklace with a heart cut emerald pendant shined up at her. "Oh, Jareth." Slowly she lifted it from the box. "I don't know when I can wear it, but it's beautiful."
Gently taking it from her and placing it around her neck, Jareth leaned closer to her. "I'm sure you'll think of a time you can wear it."
Sarah looked down at the pendant. "You're right. My family would think too much of this if they knew about it. I can't even think of a good way to explain it to them."
Jareth rested his chin on top of her head. "You other gift will be more appropriate to give with your family."
"I'm only hope it."
Sighing, Jareth held on to Sarah. "I have to go soon. Toby will come to wake you very soon."
Sarah looked longingly at the necklace. "So I need to take it off."
"Unfortunately, yes you do." With a gesture of his hand, the necklace disappeared from her neck and was placed back inside the box. "Don't worry about your stepmother or anyone else for that matter finding it. As long as the box is closed they won't see it, but do keep it out of Toby's sight."
"That's good to know. So I could take it with me to school and not have to worry about it getting stolen?"
"Yes."
Sighing, Sarah leaned back against Jareth. "So when will you officially arrive?"
"Around two, I think. Would that be appropriate?"
"Sounds find to me. Almost everyone shows up around 1:30."
"When will we need eat?"
"Around four, but you can come early and help me deal with Trevor."
"Is your stepmother still demanding we end our relationship?"
"Oh, yeah. You impressed my dad which helps. Don't forget Marie will be here."
"Do you know why she wasn't pushing you to date Trevor?"
"No, but I'm glad she never did."
"Hmm."
"Jareth?"
"Maybe she knows something that your stepmother doesn't."
"Or Irene does know and doesn't care."
Down the hall came the sound of a door slamming open. Then a young voice yelling, "IT'S CHRISTMAS! EVERYONE GET UP!"
Jareth sighed. "Well, it seems I have to go."
Sarah pouted. "I wish you didn't have to go."
Jareth smiled. "Be careful, Sarah. I could grant it."
"Would it be so bad?"
"No, but then you wouldn't be able to celebrate Christmas with Toby."
Sarah sighed. "That's true. So I'll see you around two?"
Jareth kissed the top of her head. "I may arrive earlier, but yes."
"Mhm, kay."
Reluctantly, Jareth removed his arm from around Sarah. "I will see then, Precious."
And then he was gone. Then Toby began to bang on her door. "Sarah, get up! It's Christmas!"
Sighing, Sarah hid the closed box under a stuff animal and stood up. "I'm coming, Toby."
"HURRY UP!"
Quickly grabbing her robe and putting both it and her slippers on, Sarah made her way to her door. Damn, she had only gotten him one thing, and it seemed he had gotten her at least two. She would have to think of something. Shaking her head, Sarah opened the door and made her way downstairs. Christmas had officially begun in the Williams's household.
Well, there is the first chapter. Hope you all like it. And yes, Sarah forgot to brush her hair and Jareth saw he with her horrid bed hair. But of course he didn't mention it.
The goblins will make an appearance, but I think Toby will have the funny role this time. Nothing is funnier or cutier than a little kid on Christmas.
Hopefully you all had a great Thanksgiving. For the first time ever my family had a fried turkey. No fires. Actually, it was better than the roasted turkey, but we only had half of it since my cousin took the rest to his in-laws. :( I wanted to bring some of it home, but we ate it all.
Our outdoor Christmas decorations are up. As well as our Christmas tree, Rudolph came on last night (Nov. 29), and our tradition is when Rudolph comes on we put the tree up. The yard gave me some problems. We have a fairly large front yard, well we have a large side yard on the side of the house that faces a rather busy street. I wasn't able to put things exactly where I wish I could, but it's more than last year.
Now review if you please. Remember these are your little Christmas/birthday gifts to me. For those you have forgotten or don't know, my birthday is the day after Christmas.
Celecia Leigh goes off to sit on her bed and begins work on Chapter 2
Till next time.
CL