Disclaimer: None of the authors involved in this story claim ownership of Labyrinth or any of the characters originally found within.

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Danika's Note: Much like FaeMail: Behind the Scenes, FaeMail: Outtakes is further proof of the how completely F:F:FM has taken over our brains. Often, while Marti and I are having a perfectly ordinary email conversation, Sarah and Jareth will butt in. Usually they end up either fighting or making out. That's Sarah and Jareth for you.

These bits of nonsense are not actually related to the F:F:FM story at all (though they often occur as Marti and I are discussing plot elements). They are in absolutely no way necessary to your reading of F:F:FM. Again, we just thought we'd share because... well, they can be pretty dang funny.

This seems to be the first emergence of Jareth and Sarah into our conversations. You will see evidence here that Marti never listens to what I tell her story-wise. (I said don't make her blow herself up!) Things get much more... heated... as the characters appear more often.

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Marti: What is Jareth's natural ability? Is it Chaos, like Toby?

Danika: Strongly Chaos, but he's a Mage so he can use all elements, though his abilities with Order are weaker. Toby, who is only of sorcerer ability, is almost entirely Chaos, which is unusual. Bethany is the exact opposite, being almost entirely Order. That's why she's such a good potential healer. Sarah is very remarkable in that she is incredibly strong in both Order and Chaos, the two most challenging and opposing elements.

Marti: Ah, okay. Thanks!

Danika: Sound good? Makes sense? Works with the plot and all?

Marti: Works well for me. 7:-D

Danika: ...that looks evil.

Marti: Oh, it is a little. Just a little.

Danika: Well whatever you're plotting, just remember that Sarah does not know where her powers lie at this time- heck, even Jareth doesn't know. He won't be able to tell until he deals with her in person.

Marti: Oh, that's fine. I just wanted to have some sort of excuse to make things go wrong (or right) from time to time, when Sarah's really angry or something. Thaaat's all. (:-D

Danika: Oooh, devious. Just don't make her blow herself up, ok?

Marti: DANG! That was my NEXT plot device!! :-P

Danika: That's ok. She can blow up her coffee maker or something. That would probably be equally devastating.

Jareth: Or better yet, she could blow up Rob.

Marti: Oh... don't worry. If Jareth gets her angry enough... she'll cause some sort of problem.

Sarah: Someone's been snorting Maybeline.

Danika: If she's not angry enough now, I'm almost afraid to know what it would take.

Jareth: How do you know my 2nd cousin??

Marti: She's angry now... and she's having a few problems... but it's the Hoggle thing that'll throw her over the edge.

Sarah: Oh, go back to playing with your Barbies.

Danika: Such a temper, really.

Jareth: Look who's talking. You think I don't know that your room is still full of stuffies?

Sarah: Better stuffies than an overstuffed sock drawer. Don't think I haven't heard what the goblins say.

Jareth: I assure you, Precious, the goblins are simply jealous.

Sarah: Say that enough, and it might become true, like the Little Engine That Could. "I think I can, I think I can..."

Jareth: Oh Sarah, Sarah, Sarah. I know I can. And I'm more than willing to prove it. 7:-D

Marti: ... Well... the creepy factor on character's writing themselves is going quite high, I'd say. Oh, gosh, this is getting bad... but... she says what she wants!

Sarah: Down, boy. Go curl up with your chew toys and dream on.

Danika: I was wondering where this was coming from. Not really you, you know.

Jareth: Oh, I will. I will. You were not interested in seeing your own dreams, would you like for me to show you mine? 7:-9

Marti: Ditto. It's... freakish. OO It's not even very Lydia like. Crazy... (Note: Lydia is Marti's evil alternate personality)

Sarah: If I actually cared to watch exaggerated concepts, I'd subscribe to cable. Much less juvenile and all that.

Danika: It's quite amusing, really.

Jareth: You know, my dear, I could continue to argue this all day, but it occurs to me to wonder why you are so concerned in the first place? Hmm?

Marti: You think so? Oh, good heavens... she's says what she wants...

Sarah: Oh, trust me, I'm not concerned. I don't let little things bother me. I was just out to get at you for saying I should blow Rob up.

Danika: Definitely.

Jareth: Poor Sarah. You've always been a delusional little thing. I tell you what, if you feel like it would be too much effort, I would be happy to blow him up for you. I am, after all, a generous man.

Sarah: You so much as blow up a single hair on his head, and I will make sure you sing soprano - permanently.

Danika: Does it seem like our conversation has become just an excuse to continue their conversation?

Jareth: -snort- I've seen the man, Sarah. There are not that many hairs to choose from.

Marti: Yes... it does seem that way, doesn't it?

Sarah: He has plenty. Not everyone can have a ratted-up fluff-mullet, you know.

Danika: Rather pathetic, wouldn't you say?

Jareth: Enough for a naked mole rat. -smirk- Deny it as you like, my sweet, but you like my hair. And you like my ruffles. And you like my... socks. You could never settle for someone as ordinary as Rob. It's just not you.

Marti: Oh, yes, very.

Sarah: Now who's delusional?? -snort-

Danika: So... cough How bout them... killer whales?

Jareth: -just continues smirking-

Marti: And did you see that sky today? Talk about blue!

Sarah: -deadpan stare- ... -disdainful sniff-

Danika: Actually, it was kind of mucky brown. :-/

Jareth: -chortles-