Elspeth
At the end of a frustrating day spent with the aunt who hated her and whom she hated back Elspeth snapped. "You know what? I wish the goblins would come and take you away! RIGHT NOW!" She yelled storming off through the door. She leaned on the door,
"Three, two, one." She said waiting for her aunt to say something else.
"One." She said frowning thinking maybe her timing was off, she said it again, and again until she opened the door and saw a shining crystal on top of a little red book with gold letters were her aunt had once stood. "Yes!" she cried punching the air and doing a happy dance.
Moments later her 7 year old sister, Charisse, walked in the room holding a coloring book that was almost as big as she was. "Where's auntie?" she asked looking around the room.
Little Charisse was Elspeth mini-mirror image. Except for a sharper nose and more pronounced cheekbones, were they the same height, they'd be mistaken for twins. With black hair and sweet blue-green eyes that accompanied rosy cheeks and fair skin the resemblance between the sisters was so obvious even a blind man could see it.
"Gone!" Elspeth said happily before she looked at Charisse's face, which now had fat tears welling in the blue-green eyes that she shared with Elspeth, rolling down her rosy cheeks. The child let out a loud wail and took hiccupping breaths.
"Oh, no, no, no, no! Don't cry, It'll be ok, You'll see! I promise!" Charisse's wails got louder escalating into near screams. "No, no, no! Please stop crying! I'll—I'll go get her back! Just for you, ok?" The little girl's cries ceased abruptly.
"Really?"
"Yes, I promise!"
"Okay!" She said skipping off. Elspeth groaned and collapsed on the floor. Jareth walked out of the shadows and looked at her. She looked at him and pleaded with her eyes but he just swept a gloved hand towards the window. She grumbled and walked out of her world and into his.