A/N: Am dealing with midterms and some family stuff, but updates will continue for at least until Hallowe'en. Jareth has deserted me for the time being, which is probably for the best, but he left me with a sociopathic detective and internet access.

This will not end well.


"Tell me again why you want to come."

"Curiousity."

"Try again."

" . . . curiousity."

"Your occasional stalker-ish tendencies have nothing to do with this?"

" . . . "

"Thought so. You may come, on some conditions. 1- no biker-like gear. One of the guys there is a biker and will call you on it in a minute flat. 2- No masquerading as one of my professors. 3- Be nice. Please, these people have broadswords and longbows as well as phasers. 4- If you do obvious magic tricks, be ready to teach something that looks a lot like it to half a dozen curious people." He agreed, though he objected to having to be told to 'Be nice'. "OK then. Clothes?" He changed into something resembling 'normal' attire, and she sighed again.

"OK. Let's go meet my family."