A/N: Hahahah! I TOLD you I'd be back. So here's the first of many pretty chapters that I have in store for you. PRAISE ME!
This is the sequel to "Something Tangible". It is set 1 month in our dear Sarah's future, and about three and a quarter for our dear Goblin King. Well, technically speaking, the NEXT chapter is set in that time. This is a little additive in between.
I'm sorry this took so long. Would you believe that I was without the computer for this long? No? How about that King Jareth himself whisked me away to live in his castle and be his official counselor to listen to him whine and cry about Sarah? Awwww, but that would be a really awesome reason why, wouldn't it?
Okay, the truth is, I had writers block, in the process of being in my first year of college, and I wasn't willing to post anything until I had this, and two chapters after were completed so I had more to give if I still couldn't write anything. So it's ready now, as are two more chapters.
Little warning and reminder: You know how long and tedious real relationships are? Where you don't know if they like you back, and maybe you'll get over it and move on and then things get fuddled up and feelings get messed up again? And they're so long and confusing that some people wonder whether they should bother trying to have a relationship at all? Yeah, THAT is how I'm writing this. I told you before that this would eventually lead to a romance. What you need to understand is, that when I say 'eventually', I mean it. I really, truly, to the pit of my soul, mean it. So if you're looking for something quick and easy where Jareth foes "OMFG MARRY ME AND HAVE MY BALLS" and Sarah goes "OMGWTFBBQ OKAY" THIS STORY IS NOT FOR YOU. Go read some random fluff-piece where they has babyz and makez da boom boom. If you are looking for something that may take chapters and countless side-pieces to create one full thought that eventually leads to a romance, continue, and I hope you enjoy.
And if you do go ahead and read this, and enjoy it, then please do review it. I don't just love review. I ADORE THEM. I've made a shrine of them on my college residence door, so that every time I leave, I think of you. Lawls, just kidding. But seriously folks, REVIEWS.
Simultaneous Twitching
Prologue
It was morning. The sun had just peeked over the horizon, its first rays casting a warm light through the tower window. The strong light caused Jareth's attention to be torn from the book he had been reading in the dawns glow. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, only just realizing how late, or was it how early; he had been up that night. Then again, this would be the fourth night in a row he had done so. Blast his inability to read anything fast!
He looked at the book that was held gently in his hand. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland looked back up at him, practically begging to be read some more. It was very rare that any books from the otherworld came to his kingdom. It was even rarer that one would make it past the junkyard. What Jareth held in his hands was one of very few that he owned, but, unlike the rest of his meager collection, which had belonged to his mother, this one had been a desperate attempt by a young girl to barter back a her twin brother.
However, out of all the books he owned, expect possibly the one his mother wrote, this was the first that he had hardly been able to put down since the time he was given it.
He was so close to the end of the chapter… just a few more pages…
There was a crash outside of the tower, and Jareth mentally groaned.
The book was closed carefully and placed on a small, dusty table that was near his bed, and he got up. There would be much to do today. There was always something to do, when you were king. He would just have to do it without sleep this time.
And maybe he would have to forgo more sleep tonight so that he could finish the book… At least he knew he would be able to return to it. No Goblin was stupid enough to enter Jareth's room.
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It was nearly 13 o'clock. Jareth walked into the tower's door, twice, before remembering to open it to walk through. In doing so he also remembered to pluck the chicken that had apparently made a nest in his hair, and boot it down, or was it up, a set of stairs.
Out of all the days, all the years he had been king; the goblins had to pick today to really muck up things, didn't they? He groaned inwardly. 'Muck' really was the appropriate word… but he really couldn't blame the goblins. They hated the Bog of Eternal Stench more then he did. How could any of them known that placing a box of wished away laundry detergent in the bog would cause it to flood?
At least he had managed to keep dry… however, being as exhausted as he was, he had been little help to the frantic minions that were trying to create blockades. If anything, he had been a hindrance. The few goblins with some semblance of brains were quite aware of how tired he was, and were too busy making sure he didn't do something stupid like fly into the bog, instead of assigning duties to the, well, stupider ones.
He was tired. His thoughts easily drifted to the last time he had been little help to the chaos. 'Hardships unnumbered'? Hah! She should have seen the place now. It was twice the mess it had been before, and she had only been there a day. She hadn't been around the goblins since childhood. She just had to go and complain about everything though, because she was such a spoilt brat.
He stopped himself with the realization that he was complaining. About Sarah, no less. Damn, he really was tired. There was no other explanation as to why he would think about her when they had already had their closure moment… if you could call that closure. He didn't know if it was just him, but it seemed that closure wasn't supposed to end in the middle of the conversation that would usually lead to it.
He didn't even think about finishing the book. The rest of chapter ten would just have to wait. Because before Jareth even made it to his bed, he had fallen asleep on the floor.
Well, so much for THAT idea.
A/N: I notice my "first chapters" of the ST series seem to have little or no words spoken in them. Yes, ST. Something Tangible and this... so far… My friend was all like "Each story should start with ST because it's cool." I think it's dorky, but whatever. XD
Review me and maybe you'll get more sooner. Like I said earlier, I have a chunk written out ahead of time because I'm cool like that.
PS: Still working on Mirror Focus. It's harder then I thought to create a clearly focused story from beginning to end, but I'm getting there.
