Title: Midol Capers
Author: Dani Rose Aloise
Email: iceangelalone@aol.com
Rating: PG 13+
Summary: A response to the challenge.
Couple: Jareth and Sarah
Series: No
Multi Part: no
One Hour Challenge #7: Sentence: Okay! Who stole my Midol?
Jareth walked in to the bedroom smirking… and then the smirk was knocked off of his face when he was bombarded in the head with books, that Sarah was throwing in randomly into the air.
"Okay! Who stole my Midol? I am going to make them rue the day they ever messed with Sarah Williams." Sarah shrieked while searching for the magical bottle that would make all her pain go away.
Jareth backed away in fear. He hated when Sarah was like this… Though normally the Midol helped curb the mood swings. Unfortunatly while he was backing out of the room Sarah noticed he was in it.
"Jareth You Fey son of a…" She went to Jareth and attempted to slap him. He grabbed her hands.
"Look Sarah. I may arrive on time for our date and tolerate being bombarded by books while your franticly search for Midol… Look at you? Did you forget about our date?" he asked hoping to reason with her. 'I was going to propose to her but I don't think that's a good idea right now' he added in his thoughts.
In a flash Sarah's mood changed, she began to sob while throwing her arms around Jareth. "I'm sorry it's just that I don't have my MIDOL and I am in pain... It's bad enough I have to deal with the blood and goo factor but I can't survive without my Midol. I need to be drugged throughout this four day ordeal. (Author's note: Can you imaging what women did before the invention of Midol?)" Then suddenly her mood brightened. "Jareth?" At his nod she continued. "You love me right?"
"More than anything." Jareth answered.
"Good than why don't you go buy me some Midol?" Sarah replied.
Jareth sighed. Resistance was futile. "Yes my love." He replied filled with dread and embarrassment. 'To think the king of the goblins has to stoop so low. If she doesn't marry me… I'll have to hurt her.'
"Oh and Jareth? Pick up some Tampons too." Sarah yelled as he made his way out the door.
Jareth walked in the doors of the mortal store. He'd never gone to the store before... but Sarah would throw a fit if he came back without her neccasary relief. He walked down aisles finally spotting the tampons and midol. He headed up the counter, and waited for the cashier to ring up his purchases.
"That will be $5.00." The clerk said. Jareth handed him a 50.00 bill. And left without his change, ignoring the clerk calling his name. The clerk grinned… bless foreigners.
When he got back to Sarah's house she was asleep on her bed, tear tracks trailing down her cheeks.
Jareth conjured a white rose and placed the rose, midol and tampons on her bedside table. Kneeling down, he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek and vanished.
Sarah woke up an hour later, and smiled at the rose... and after taking the white pills she grinned. "Jareth." She called.
He appeared momentarily clad in blue pants, and a black top. "Yes." he answered wanting to seem as nonharmful as possible.
Sarah walked over to him and kissed him passionately. And before he could stop himself he said, "Will you marry me?"
"YES!!!" Sarah squealed hugging him tighter.
The end: Terrible I know...