Jareth woke up to the feeling of someone on his bed. He opened his eyes and smiled seeing Sarah, already dressed and ready for the day, sitting on the edge of his bed. He stretched and smiled at her.
"Good morning Sarah. Sleep well?"
"Yes, and you?" Sarah asked, running her fingers through his sleep tousled hair.
He nodded and sat up, leaning against the headboard. "Did you get the feeling that everyone has been watching us closely the past few days?
"No, why do you sat that?" she asked moving to sit beside him.
He rested his head on her shoulder. "All the goblins seemed to snicker to themselves as I passed. Perhaps they didn't think their king would ever be dating?"
"Maybe," Sarah murmured, stroking his cheek with her fingers and leaning her cheek against his head.
He sighed and snuggled closer. "You know I'll have to present you to my family."
"I wonder how presenting an non-human will go over with my family?" Sarah mused with a small laugh.
Jareth didn't answer but crawled out of bed and began to poke through his wardrobe.
"I'll have to send a message to Father. I haven't talked to him in years."
"Why not?" Sarah asked, lying on her back and watching him.
He shrugged as he took a few pieces of clothing into his bathroom.
"We didn't have anything to say," he yelled out to her.
Sarah curled up in the bed and pulled the covers over her, yawning slightly.
He came out a few minutes later in a loose black shirt and pants. He grinned and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at her.
"I thought you said you slept well," he said stroking her hair.
"I did," she murmured, moving over to snuggled against him.
He chuckled and held her. A loud knocking jarred him from his thoughts. He sighed and stood. Walking over to the door he opened it and Hoggle wobbled in.
"You's got a message," Hoggle said handing Jareth a black crystal.
Instead of yelling at Hoggle for interrupting him he simply took the crystal and thanked him. Hoggle left and Jareth sat back down on the bed.
"What's that?" Sarah asked, crawling behind him and resting her chin on his shoulder.
He frowned. "A message from the king of the faes. I find that a little unsettling, being that we were just talking about him."
"Your father is the king?"
Jareth nodded. "I wonder what he wants..."
"He doesn't say?" Sarah asked, wrapping her arms around his waist.
He shook his head and smiled at her. "This might take a minute. Don't be scared. I'll be right back."
He kissed her forehead then turned his attention back to the crystal and passed out.
Jareth found himself standing in his fathers thrown room. An older fae, one with dark green eyes and long black hair streaked with grey, stared back at him. The fae wore all black and held a black crystal cane in his right hand. His father hadn't changed.
"My son. There will be a family reunion three days from now. I except you to be there. I want you to bring the full report on your realm with you."
With that Jareth's world went black
Sarah pulled the inert body of Jareth back from the edge of the bed and hugged him to her, wondering what had happened.
After a few minutes Jareth opened his eyes. He was still in his room with Sarah next to him. He mentally did a check over his body. Everything seemed to be fine.
"There's a family reunion a few days from now. He wants me there," he said softly.
"What happened?" Sarah asked, not letting go of him.
He rolled over and nestled his head on her shoulder.
"He's much more powerful than I am. With my magic, you get dizzy. It's kind of the same thing with me and my fathers magic. Except I get a little more than dizzy. I'm fine."
"Of course. Your father won't mind will he?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. But I have to begin getting a report together to take to him. And I guess we will have to leave early, since zapping around tends to get you all sick. We can travel in my carriage
"How long will it take? If it takes too long then we can just zap over, I'll survive."
"Hmmm. I think it would take about a day and half a night at most."
"Is that all right?" Sarah asked, absently running her fingers across his jaw.
He smiled. "It will be just fine."
"Good, because I really don't like zapping."
He sighed. "There is just one little thing."
"What?" Sarah asked, turning her head to look at him.
Jareth sighed. "I don't think my father will take to highly to my style of dress at the moment. I'll have to dress like I did. I'm a fae, not a human so I should dress as such...at least while he's around. I'm going to have to make another vision spell."
He frowned at her. "I guess I'll look like a scared flower again."
Sarah laughed and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for the warning, I'll try to shield my eyes," she murmured with a grin.
He groaned and rolled off the bed and onto his feet.
"I'll give you a blindfold and you can play like your blind. Your a good actress. I think you can do it."
"I'll pass, I'll just suffer through it for a little while," Sarah answered, slowly sliding off the bed.
Jareth stretched, then spotted the black crystal still sitting on the bed. He picked it up and placed it on his nightstand.
"How about some breakfast?"
Sarah shook her head and yawned. "I don't eat breakfast."
He nodded. "That fact slipped my mind. What do you feel like doing?"
"Well, you said you needed to get started on a report, so I guess I'll wander around the gardens."
He sighed and nodded then crossed the room to her and gave her a gentle kiss.
"Join me for lunch?"
Sarah nodded and slipped her arms around his neck, looking up into his eyes. "When?"
He shrugged and lightly ran his fingers up and down her arms.
"Call me whenever you hungry. I think it would be nice though if we ate with everyone else though. I've been separated from them for a few days now and We'll be gone for a few more so I need to show them I'm still their king."
"All right. See you at lunch then," Sarah said, giving him a quick kiss before walking to the door.
Jareth sighed and went into his office. He leaned back in his chair, twirling two crystals in his hand. He set them on the desk and they turned into a pen and paper. He began to talk and the pen began to write down his words. His handwriting was sloppy. This would work just fine.
He kept one arm around her waist and began to walk. "Well. Onward to noisy goblins and such."
"Can't wait," Sarah murmured, smiling up at him.
They ended up in Jareth's thrown room. Jareth lunged on his thrown while Sarah sat in a similar one to his right, which he had created out of a crystal. The goblins jabbered and laughed and one came up to Jareth and whispered something into his ear, looking at Sarah. Jareth blushed furiously and when Sarah asked what the little goblin had said he quickly stated that it was nothing and continued to eat off his plate.
Sarah looked at him once more before continuing eating, watching as the goblins leapt about the room.
I'll go back for visits. I'll just tell my family I moved out of country or something. That is, if you'll let me stay," Sarah said, smiling at him.
He tapped his finger against his chin. "Let me think...Hmmm"
"Please?" Sarah asked, pouting slightly.
He sighed, the room had gone silent. The goblins had fallen for their little play.
"All right. You may stay."
The goblins all cheered and began to dance around the room. Jareth threw back his head and laughed as they sang in there own tongue.
Sarah laughed quietly, looking from Jareth to his goblins. "Will you teach me how to speak their language?" she asked Jareth after he had finished laughing.
Jareth looked shocked and cleared his throat. "It's kind of...well how can I say this in a nice way? Um...it's a dirty language."
"So, I take it, you won't teach me?"
He sighed and rubbed at his hair. "It's very hard to learn-"
He was cut off by a goblin who ran up to Sarah and whispered something in her ear.
She smiled and repeated it, the phrase sounding like a mix between Russian and Chinese.
Jareth turned a bright pink and grinned. All the goblins cheered and patted Jareth's shoulder. He shook his head and laughed, not looking at Sarah.
"All right, what did I just say?" Sarah whispered, leaning towards Jareth.
Jareth tried to speak but only laughed harder. When he had regained himself he leaned back over to talk with her.
"In a ruff translation, you just said you wanted to sleep with me. But it was really much worse than that."
He laughed harder and almost fell out of his chair.
"Worse?" Sarah asked softly, her cheeks a light pink.
He nodded, tears in his eyes. All the goblins were still dancing and patting him on his shoulder.
"Oh," she murmured, taking a sip of her drink.
Jareth wiped his face with his hands and stopped his laughter. He began to spin three of the crystal in his hand, looking out the window, still chuckling every once and awhile.
"Stop laughing, I had no idea what I was saying."
He tried very hard to put a serious look on is face. After trying a few times he succeeded
. Some of the goblins tugged at Sarah's shirt and pants, pointing towards the door. "Do they want me to leave?" she asked, looking at Jareth.
A few goblins pushed at Jareths back. He smiled at Sarah.
"They want us to leave together."
Sarah raised her eyebrows. "And, why would they want that?"
He leaned down and listened to a goblin and nodded, giving the goblin a serious look and a pat on the back. The goblin claps his hands and jumped around. Jareth stand and bow to Sarah.
"Shall we?"
"All right," Sarah said hesitantly, placing her hand over his and walking out of the room with him. "Okay, what did you just agree to?" she asked once the door closed behind them.
He grinned. "They want a little goblin prince. I told them that they would need to wait. They asked if tomorrow was long enough. It was then I decided to leave before things got bad."
Sarah's cheeks turned a dark crimson, and she looked at Jareth, eyes slightly wide.
He chuckled. "The rumors about us have gone quite far already."
"I'll say," Sarah murmured. "How much longer do you have to work on the report?"
He shrugged. "I can finish it on the way over. I'm almost done. Why? Did you have plans?"
"No plans, I was just wondering how much longer you had to stay in your office."
He stuck his hands in his pockets. "I don't. I'm king."
"Really?"
He was quiet for a little while. "In all reality...no. I rule over a bunch of dirty little goblins and a labyrinth. But you'll allow me my fantasy won't you?"
"Of course I will and besides, I like your kingdom," Sarah said, smiling and wrapping an arm around his waist.
He chuckled and threw an arm over her shoulder. "Even if there are little twittering goblins telling us how to run our relationship?"
"Even if there are goblins telling us how to run our relationship and dwarves spreading rumors about us," Sarah said with a grin, leaning against him.
He straightened. "Hoggle's spreading those rumors? Why that little sneak! I ought to tip him head first into the bog of eternal stench right now! That would show him."
Sarah stepped in front of him and pulled his head down to press her lips against his. When she finally pulled back, she smiled up at him.
"Don't you think you're being a little hasty?" she asked, running her thumb over his lips.
He blinked his eyes for a moment. "Uh...what?"
"I said, don't you think you're being a little hasty?" Sarah repeated, smiling.
He nuzzled her hair. "About what?"
"You know, I don't remember," Sarah murmured, ducking her head to hide a triumphant grin.
He shrugged and continued to walk. He took out a crystal, turned it into a peach, and proceeded to eat it.
"Am I going to be the only human at this reunion?" Sarah asked, walking beside him.
He nodded, his mouth full of peach. "I think so."
Sarah glanced at him. "You just ate lunch, why are you eating a peach?"
He shrugged. "I wanted dessert. And since I can have it, I'm eating it."
Sarah laughed quietly and shook her head at his logic. "So, are there any other kind of fae coming to this, or just ones who look like you?"
He looked confused at her question. "There will be other girls too. Don't worry."
"No, I meant will there be like, centaurs and imps and others, not just human looking fae."
"Oh," he said as he threw his peach pit away. "There will be a few different type of creatures sure. Sort of like representatives. I'll bring Hoggle along with me as my representative. I'm sure others will bring being from their own land too."
"Will I stand out since I'm mortal?"
He thought for a moment. "I guess so. I didn't think about it. I suppose you would."
Sarah frowned slightly. "Oh."
He looked down at her. "Is something wrong?"
"No, I just don't like standing out that much, that's all," Sarah said with a shrug.
He laughed. "My Sarah, you stand out anyway. Why do you think I made sure you got that book?"
Sarah blushed lightly and pressed her face against his shoulder.
He smiled and began heading towards his rooms.
Sarah followed him and frowned theatrically when he opened the door to his closet.
He sighed and began to poke through the clothing.
"Would you like to dress me up? Or do I get to subject myself to your criticism?"
"I'll wait out here and you can show me how different outfits look on you," Sarah said with a smile as she sat on his bed.
He sighed and rolled his eyes, even though a grin was on his face.
For the next hour Jareth put on a fashion show for Sarah, growing more and more silly as time went on. The last thing was simply a white silk robe.
"How's about this one? Should I make my grand entrance in this?"
He demonstrated as he walked across the room.
"Hmm, material clings quite a bit, doesn't it?" Sarah murmured with a smirk.
He looked down at himself. "Well I thought a bit of glitter here and there..."
"Please no, have mercy," Sarah pleaded, laughing as she curled into a ball.
He grinned and dusted himself with glitter and strutted around the room.
"I think this will be my main attire. I'm sure my parents will think highly of me."
Sarah could barely catch her breath, she was laughing so hard. "But your hair just doesn't go with it," she protested.
He threw up his hands.
"Never enough! He walked into his bathroom. There was a bright flash of light and he came back out and leaned up against the doorframe. His hair and makeup were back to the way they were seven years ago.
"I'm ready for my close up."
"I cower before you," Sarah said, grinning at him.
He looked down at himself and laughed. "Dressed like this? I would too!"
"Please tell me I can where something a little better? Please?" Sarah asked, smiling as she went over to him and ran her fingers through his hair.
He shook his head, sprinkling glitter everywhere and kissed her forehead.
"I'm not going to present you to my family in a robe. I'm sure we'll get something together."
Sarah breathed a sigh of relief, coughing as she inhaled some of the glitter. "Help, I'm drowning in glitter."
He patted her on the back as he laughed. He disagreed into the bathroom and came back out a minute later dress in his loose black shirt and pants once more. His hair was still poofy but the makeup was gone.
"I might as well leave the spell up. No sense in destroying it when I'm just going to have to use it again later."
Sarah smiled and kissed his cheek. "If you have to wear that kind of stuff at this reunion, you know you might make me have to break one of my cardinal rules," she said with a grin.
He raised an eyebrow at her? "Sarah has rules?"
"Yes, never kiss a man wearing more makeup than I am," she said with a grin, kissing him slowly.
He picked her up and moved her back to the bed and sat down beside her, not breaking away.
"Ha ha. Very funny Sarah," he whispered against her neck as he kissed it softly.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'd only break it for you," she whispered with a smile, rubbing her cheek against his.
He laughed. "That's good because wait till you see all the faes at my fathers castle."
"I'm already scared, please say you'll protect me from the scary fashion," Sarah murmured, kissing his ear.
He pressed his lips against her and pushed her back on the bed. After a few minutes he pulled away and smiled down at her.
"Of course. You think I'm going to let anyone else torture you with there clothing now that I have the chance? I think not."
"Good," she whispered, pulling his lips back down to hers and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Good morning Sarah. Sleep well?"
"Yes, and you?" Sarah asked, running her fingers through his sleep tousled hair.
He nodded and sat up, leaning against the headboard. "Did you get the feeling that everyone has been watching us closely the past few days?
"No, why do you sat that?" she asked moving to sit beside him.
He rested his head on her shoulder. "All the goblins seemed to snicker to themselves as I passed. Perhaps they didn't think their king would ever be dating?"
"Maybe," Sarah murmured, stroking his cheek with her fingers and leaning her cheek against his head.
He sighed and snuggled closer. "You know I'll have to present you to my family."
"I wonder how presenting an non-human will go over with my family?" Sarah mused with a small laugh.
Jareth didn't answer but crawled out of bed and began to poke through his wardrobe.
"I'll have to send a message to Father. I haven't talked to him in years."
"Why not?" Sarah asked, lying on her back and watching him.
He shrugged as he took a few pieces of clothing into his bathroom.
"We didn't have anything to say," he yelled out to her.
Sarah curled up in the bed and pulled the covers over her, yawning slightly.
He came out a few minutes later in a loose black shirt and pants. He grinned and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at her.
"I thought you said you slept well," he said stroking her hair.
"I did," she murmured, moving over to snuggled against him.
He chuckled and held her. A loud knocking jarred him from his thoughts. He sighed and stood. Walking over to the door he opened it and Hoggle wobbled in.
"You's got a message," Hoggle said handing Jareth a black crystal.
Instead of yelling at Hoggle for interrupting him he simply took the crystal and thanked him. Hoggle left and Jareth sat back down on the bed.
"What's that?" Sarah asked, crawling behind him and resting her chin on his shoulder.
He frowned. "A message from the king of the faes. I find that a little unsettling, being that we were just talking about him."
"Your father is the king?"
Jareth nodded. "I wonder what he wants..."
"He doesn't say?" Sarah asked, wrapping her arms around his waist.
He shook his head and smiled at her. "This might take a minute. Don't be scared. I'll be right back."
He kissed her forehead then turned his attention back to the crystal and passed out.
Jareth found himself standing in his fathers thrown room. An older fae, one with dark green eyes and long black hair streaked with grey, stared back at him. The fae wore all black and held a black crystal cane in his right hand. His father hadn't changed.
"My son. There will be a family reunion three days from now. I except you to be there. I want you to bring the full report on your realm with you."
With that Jareth's world went black
Sarah pulled the inert body of Jareth back from the edge of the bed and hugged him to her, wondering what had happened.
After a few minutes Jareth opened his eyes. He was still in his room with Sarah next to him. He mentally did a check over his body. Everything seemed to be fine.
"There's a family reunion a few days from now. He wants me there," he said softly.
"What happened?" Sarah asked, not letting go of him.
He rolled over and nestled his head on her shoulder.
"He's much more powerful than I am. With my magic, you get dizzy. It's kind of the same thing with me and my fathers magic. Except I get a little more than dizzy. I'm fine."
"Of course. Your father won't mind will he?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. But I have to begin getting a report together to take to him. And I guess we will have to leave early, since zapping around tends to get you all sick. We can travel in my carriage
"How long will it take? If it takes too long then we can just zap over, I'll survive."
"Hmmm. I think it would take about a day and half a night at most."
"Is that all right?" Sarah asked, absently running her fingers across his jaw.
He smiled. "It will be just fine."
"Good, because I really don't like zapping."
He sighed. "There is just one little thing."
"What?" Sarah asked, turning her head to look at him.
Jareth sighed. "I don't think my father will take to highly to my style of dress at the moment. I'll have to dress like I did. I'm a fae, not a human so I should dress as such...at least while he's around. I'm going to have to make another vision spell."
He frowned at her. "I guess I'll look like a scared flower again."
Sarah laughed and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for the warning, I'll try to shield my eyes," she murmured with a grin.
He groaned and rolled off the bed and onto his feet.
"I'll give you a blindfold and you can play like your blind. Your a good actress. I think you can do it."
"I'll pass, I'll just suffer through it for a little while," Sarah answered, slowly sliding off the bed.
Jareth stretched, then spotted the black crystal still sitting on the bed. He picked it up and placed it on his nightstand.
"How about some breakfast?"
Sarah shook her head and yawned. "I don't eat breakfast."
He nodded. "That fact slipped my mind. What do you feel like doing?"
"Well, you said you needed to get started on a report, so I guess I'll wander around the gardens."
He sighed and nodded then crossed the room to her and gave her a gentle kiss.
"Join me for lunch?"
Sarah nodded and slipped her arms around his neck, looking up into his eyes. "When?"
He shrugged and lightly ran his fingers up and down her arms.
"Call me whenever you hungry. I think it would be nice though if we ate with everyone else though. I've been separated from them for a few days now and We'll be gone for a few more so I need to show them I'm still their king."
"All right. See you at lunch then," Sarah said, giving him a quick kiss before walking to the door.
Jareth sighed and went into his office. He leaned back in his chair, twirling two crystals in his hand. He set them on the desk and they turned into a pen and paper. He began to talk and the pen began to write down his words. His handwriting was sloppy. This would work just fine.
He kept one arm around her waist and began to walk. "Well. Onward to noisy goblins and such."
"Can't wait," Sarah murmured, smiling up at him.
They ended up in Jareth's thrown room. Jareth lunged on his thrown while Sarah sat in a similar one to his right, which he had created out of a crystal. The goblins jabbered and laughed and one came up to Jareth and whispered something into his ear, looking at Sarah. Jareth blushed furiously and when Sarah asked what the little goblin had said he quickly stated that it was nothing and continued to eat off his plate.
Sarah looked at him once more before continuing eating, watching as the goblins leapt about the room.
I'll go back for visits. I'll just tell my family I moved out of country or something. That is, if you'll let me stay," Sarah said, smiling at him.
He tapped his finger against his chin. "Let me think...Hmmm"
"Please?" Sarah asked, pouting slightly.
He sighed, the room had gone silent. The goblins had fallen for their little play.
"All right. You may stay."
The goblins all cheered and began to dance around the room. Jareth threw back his head and laughed as they sang in there own tongue.
Sarah laughed quietly, looking from Jareth to his goblins. "Will you teach me how to speak their language?" she asked Jareth after he had finished laughing.
Jareth looked shocked and cleared his throat. "It's kind of...well how can I say this in a nice way? Um...it's a dirty language."
"So, I take it, you won't teach me?"
He sighed and rubbed at his hair. "It's very hard to learn-"
He was cut off by a goblin who ran up to Sarah and whispered something in her ear.
She smiled and repeated it, the phrase sounding like a mix between Russian and Chinese.
Jareth turned a bright pink and grinned. All the goblins cheered and patted Jareth's shoulder. He shook his head and laughed, not looking at Sarah.
"All right, what did I just say?" Sarah whispered, leaning towards Jareth.
Jareth tried to speak but only laughed harder. When he had regained himself he leaned back over to talk with her.
"In a ruff translation, you just said you wanted to sleep with me. But it was really much worse than that."
He laughed harder and almost fell out of his chair.
"Worse?" Sarah asked softly, her cheeks a light pink.
He nodded, tears in his eyes. All the goblins were still dancing and patting him on his shoulder.
"Oh," she murmured, taking a sip of her drink.
Jareth wiped his face with his hands and stopped his laughter. He began to spin three of the crystal in his hand, looking out the window, still chuckling every once and awhile.
"Stop laughing, I had no idea what I was saying."
He tried very hard to put a serious look on is face. After trying a few times he succeeded
. Some of the goblins tugged at Sarah's shirt and pants, pointing towards the door. "Do they want me to leave?" she asked, looking at Jareth.
A few goblins pushed at Jareths back. He smiled at Sarah.
"They want us to leave together."
Sarah raised her eyebrows. "And, why would they want that?"
He leaned down and listened to a goblin and nodded, giving the goblin a serious look and a pat on the back. The goblin claps his hands and jumped around. Jareth stand and bow to Sarah.
"Shall we?"
"All right," Sarah said hesitantly, placing her hand over his and walking out of the room with him. "Okay, what did you just agree to?" she asked once the door closed behind them.
He grinned. "They want a little goblin prince. I told them that they would need to wait. They asked if tomorrow was long enough. It was then I decided to leave before things got bad."
Sarah's cheeks turned a dark crimson, and she looked at Jareth, eyes slightly wide.
He chuckled. "The rumors about us have gone quite far already."
"I'll say," Sarah murmured. "How much longer do you have to work on the report?"
He shrugged. "I can finish it on the way over. I'm almost done. Why? Did you have plans?"
"No plans, I was just wondering how much longer you had to stay in your office."
He stuck his hands in his pockets. "I don't. I'm king."
"Really?"
He was quiet for a little while. "In all reality...no. I rule over a bunch of dirty little goblins and a labyrinth. But you'll allow me my fantasy won't you?"
"Of course I will and besides, I like your kingdom," Sarah said, smiling and wrapping an arm around his waist.
He chuckled and threw an arm over her shoulder. "Even if there are little twittering goblins telling us how to run our relationship?"
"Even if there are goblins telling us how to run our relationship and dwarves spreading rumors about us," Sarah said with a grin, leaning against him.
He straightened. "Hoggle's spreading those rumors? Why that little sneak! I ought to tip him head first into the bog of eternal stench right now! That would show him."
Sarah stepped in front of him and pulled his head down to press her lips against his. When she finally pulled back, she smiled up at him.
"Don't you think you're being a little hasty?" she asked, running her thumb over his lips.
He blinked his eyes for a moment. "Uh...what?"
"I said, don't you think you're being a little hasty?" Sarah repeated, smiling.
He nuzzled her hair. "About what?"
"You know, I don't remember," Sarah murmured, ducking her head to hide a triumphant grin.
He shrugged and continued to walk. He took out a crystal, turned it into a peach, and proceeded to eat it.
"Am I going to be the only human at this reunion?" Sarah asked, walking beside him.
He nodded, his mouth full of peach. "I think so."
Sarah glanced at him. "You just ate lunch, why are you eating a peach?"
He shrugged. "I wanted dessert. And since I can have it, I'm eating it."
Sarah laughed quietly and shook her head at his logic. "So, are there any other kind of fae coming to this, or just ones who look like you?"
He looked confused at her question. "There will be other girls too. Don't worry."
"No, I meant will there be like, centaurs and imps and others, not just human looking fae."
"Oh," he said as he threw his peach pit away. "There will be a few different type of creatures sure. Sort of like representatives. I'll bring Hoggle along with me as my representative. I'm sure others will bring being from their own land too."
"Will I stand out since I'm mortal?"
He thought for a moment. "I guess so. I didn't think about it. I suppose you would."
Sarah frowned slightly. "Oh."
He looked down at her. "Is something wrong?"
"No, I just don't like standing out that much, that's all," Sarah said with a shrug.
He laughed. "My Sarah, you stand out anyway. Why do you think I made sure you got that book?"
Sarah blushed lightly and pressed her face against his shoulder.
He smiled and began heading towards his rooms.
Sarah followed him and frowned theatrically when he opened the door to his closet.
He sighed and began to poke through the clothing.
"Would you like to dress me up? Or do I get to subject myself to your criticism?"
"I'll wait out here and you can show me how different outfits look on you," Sarah said with a smile as she sat on his bed.
He sighed and rolled his eyes, even though a grin was on his face.
For the next hour Jareth put on a fashion show for Sarah, growing more and more silly as time went on. The last thing was simply a white silk robe.
"How's about this one? Should I make my grand entrance in this?"
He demonstrated as he walked across the room.
"Hmm, material clings quite a bit, doesn't it?" Sarah murmured with a smirk.
He looked down at himself. "Well I thought a bit of glitter here and there..."
"Please no, have mercy," Sarah pleaded, laughing as she curled into a ball.
He grinned and dusted himself with glitter and strutted around the room.
"I think this will be my main attire. I'm sure my parents will think highly of me."
Sarah could barely catch her breath, she was laughing so hard. "But your hair just doesn't go with it," she protested.
He threw up his hands.
"Never enough! He walked into his bathroom. There was a bright flash of light and he came back out and leaned up against the doorframe. His hair and makeup were back to the way they were seven years ago.
"I'm ready for my close up."
"I cower before you," Sarah said, grinning at him.
He looked down at himself and laughed. "Dressed like this? I would too!"
"Please tell me I can where something a little better? Please?" Sarah asked, smiling as she went over to him and ran her fingers through his hair.
He shook his head, sprinkling glitter everywhere and kissed her forehead.
"I'm not going to present you to my family in a robe. I'm sure we'll get something together."
Sarah breathed a sigh of relief, coughing as she inhaled some of the glitter. "Help, I'm drowning in glitter."
He patted her on the back as he laughed. He disagreed into the bathroom and came back out a minute later dress in his loose black shirt and pants once more. His hair was still poofy but the makeup was gone.
"I might as well leave the spell up. No sense in destroying it when I'm just going to have to use it again later."
Sarah smiled and kissed his cheek. "If you have to wear that kind of stuff at this reunion, you know you might make me have to break one of my cardinal rules," she said with a grin.
He raised an eyebrow at her? "Sarah has rules?"
"Yes, never kiss a man wearing more makeup than I am," she said with a grin, kissing him slowly.
He picked her up and moved her back to the bed and sat down beside her, not breaking away.
"Ha ha. Very funny Sarah," he whispered against her neck as he kissed it softly.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'd only break it for you," she whispered with a smile, rubbing her cheek against his.
He laughed. "That's good because wait till you see all the faes at my fathers castle."
"I'm already scared, please say you'll protect me from the scary fashion," Sarah murmured, kissing his ear.
He pressed his lips against her and pushed her back on the bed. After a few minutes he pulled away and smiled down at her.
"Of course. You think I'm going to let anyone else torture you with there clothing now that I have the chance? I think not."
"Good," she whispered, pulling his lips back down to hers and wrapping her arms around his neck.
