Sorry it took so long. I reached a 4 way intersection and was unaware of which path i wanted to travel. But here it is. Kind of an interesting chapter. Enjoy!
Trivia next time. i promise. lol
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Chapter 4
Sarah woke in the morning feeling refreshed, well rested and starving. She scooted over to the edge of the bed and climbed out.
Stretching Sarah looked around the room and wished she had some pancakes. She walked towards the door about to go find the kitchen when she smelled it. Pancakes. What the hell? She thought. Sarah turned around trying to find the source of the smell and once she realized it wasn't in her room she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway.
Sarah walked down the hallway inhaling deeply. The tantalizing smell always seemed right around the corner. Goblins stared at Sarah as she walked down the hallway in a dress that wasn't hers and her nose stuck in the air. Finally she reached a very small wooden door and walked through it. The room she had walked into was obviously a kitchen, but what baffled Sarah is why there were so many pancakes.
Jareth was reclining in the throne room watching the antics of his goblin minions, when one goblin came up and told him there was a problem in the kitchen.
"What is it?" he demanded. Jareth wasn't really in the mood for the goblin's issues right now.
"Well, there seems to be some kind of flat bread all over the kitchen. The girl claims they're called 'pancakes'" the little goblin replied quite nervously.
"Really?" Jareth was intrigued. He conjured a crystal and gazed into it, imagining the kitchen. Sure enough, there seemed to be stacks of 'pancakes' stacked in every available space in the kitchen and right in the middle of all the chaos stood Sarah.
She was holding a stack and in one hand and throwing 'pancakes' one by one out the window. Jareth couldn't help but chuckle, the situation was so ridiculous. However, the fact that Sarah had been able to conjure something was quite threatening. The Labyrinth must have a stronger hold on her than Jareth had once thought. This had to be stopped before it got out of control.
Sarah was trying to help the poor little goblins get rid of all the pancakes but it seemed that every pancake she threw out the window or into the fire had a twin and that twin had triplets. It was insane how many had been able to fit into the small kitchen.
Without warning the door of the kitchen flew open and Jareth stalked in. Most of the goblins froze and turned to him. Sarah continued with her activity not about to let him intimidate her. She saw him take a crystal and throw it down on the ground. The pancakes disappeared. Sarah turned to face him. He didn't look happy.
"How did you conjure all of those 'pancakes'?"
"I don't know. I was really hungry and then I smelled pancakes and it led me here."
Jareth seemed to think it over for a minute before looking her in the eyes and staring intently. Sarah didn't like the way he was looking at her. It felt like he was seeing right through her and into her soul. He was looking for something. Sarah wasn't sure what he was looking for though. Without warning he stepped closer. She hardly realized, it was exactly like in her dream. Sarah was transfixed by his eyes completely unaware to the world around her.
He suddenly looked away, breaking the spell.
"If your hungry come to the kitchen, I don't want something like this to happen again." He was talking to Sarah like she was two and she didn't like it one bit. It almost sounded like he was punishing her. Before she could say a word to him, he pushed a ugly little goblin with huge eyes at her.
"He will take you wherever you want to go in the kingdom." Jareth turned and walked out of the kitchen. However childish it may seem Sarah couldn't help but feel hurt by his indifferent actions. Not wanting to go back to the confines of the room she was staying in, Sarah decided to explore the castle a little bit. She walked out into the hallway and the little goblin followed her. Sarah sighed.
"Hello, my name is Sarah. What is your name?" she asked politely. The goblin looked shocked but answered.
"My name is Rodine."
"Nice to meet you." Sarah looked to her left where the hallway seemed to go on forever and then to her right where the hallway turned left after a few feet.
"What is down there?" Sarah pointed to the left.
"Hm. I think today the library is down there." He replied after a moments thought.
"You think? Didn't you get assigned as my guide because you know the castle?" Sarah couldn't believe Jareth had gave her a useless guide.
"Oh yes. I know the castle very well." He looked offended.
"But you just said that you thought the library was down there. Meaning your not sure."
Rodine sighed.
"The castle's many passage ways and room change position very frequently. One day the library will be in one place and the next it'll be gone. Or maybe it'll change in an instant."
"Why does it change like that?" Sarah was extremely interested in what Rodine had to say.
"Because Goblin City and the castle is so close to the Labyrinth it takes on some of it's qualities. The same can happen to living beings if they spend prolonged amounts of time in the Labyrinth."
"What happens to those beings?" Sarah was frightened of his answer.
"They have certain abilities. But don't fret. The only being the Labyrinth has changed lately is the Goblin King. And that was centuries ago"
"Centuries." Sarah was astonished. Not only because of the Goblin's sense of time but because Jareth's 30 something year old appearance was obviously a facade. Strange. Rodine interrupted her.
"Didn't you want to go somewhere?"
"Uh sure. Can you take me to the Library?" Sarah shook her head dislodging any thoughts of the Goblin King or his age.
