A/N – Making up for lack of updates.
Annoying Jareth
34 – Stealing styles
The day was unusually quiet, and Jareth was eternally grateful for this. Especially since he knew why it was so quiet for once. The creature had found some games that it had 'lost' and the king grinned as he sank lower into his chair, wondering why he had ever hidden them in the first place. Unfortunately, being used to the creature, he knew it wouldn't last. He gave it at least another hour or so before he heard things smashing, goblins screaming, and lots of cursing. So of course he was mildly miffed when this did not happen.
He looked up at the clock for what seemed like the hundredth time and sighed. It had been 6 hours. 6 hours of peace that he should be enjoying, but he was used to being interrupted every 5 minutes. He was used to something going wrong, or some goblin annoying him about something that he never bothered to listen to, or the insane little creature destroying another piece of his mind. In other words, Jareth was bored. And this is why our king found himself climbing the stairs to the creature's chambers.
He sighed and smiled as he heard the quiet cusses emitting from said creature's room, and opened the door. He watched idly as the creature made her character swing a giant sword through some big humanoid monster. He stared down at the box on the floor that stated 'Soul Calibur 2' and decided to venture in for a closer look. The creature cocked its head at him as it won the match and motioned for him to sit.
They continued in silence, Jareth loosing track of time all together. The game looked relatively simple, and he could understand why the creature loved the game so much. It could destroy and smash things and people and cure its odd blood lust without annoying Jareth at the same time. The creature silently picked up the second control, picked a character and handed it to said king.
They continued like this long into the night as Jareth honed his characters skills and learned quite a few new moves that even the creature gawked at him for. Feeling quite smug, he decided to ask the question that had been nagging him all night.
"How did you know this character would be good for me? I mean, I love his style, at he is quite classy and evidently king material, but how did you know I'd like him?"
The creature stared at him, "I thought you would hate him"
The king's grin grew – as did his ego – as the thought that he may have actually beat the creature at its own game for once filled him. "Oh really? Why on earth did you think that?"
The creature blinked at him, stared at the screen then back at him. "It doesn't annoy you?"
Jareth felt his smile falter, confused "What doesn't annoy me?"
"The fact that you stole his style."
The goblins jumped and scurried past flying objects as the castle shook and trembled and words that they didn't think they'd even heard before echoed around the room. Downstairs an unknown figure marked another chalk line under 'The Creature'. "at this rate, he's never going to get a point", it stated before going back to staring into a crystal ball.
A/N – Dun dun dun! Mysterious strangers ahoy! Ahem, anyway. Never bring Jareth's style into question. Things explode when you do.