Annoying Jareth
64 – In those shoes?
The sound was deafening. It was as if a herd of elephants were trampling through his realm. The damn Creature had convinced his goblins to wear shoes. Actually it had given them boots. And not just any boots. These boots seemed to have metal attached to the front and in the heels. So distasteful. Jareth's boots, now they were fashionable. He smirked to himself as he lounged on his throne staring at his magnificent leather boots. And then the noise started again as goblins ran up and down the halls of the castle. Jareth shuddered. He had to get out of here before the echo of metal on stone became permanent.
Outside wasn't much better. Goblins were running amok in ginormous boots, tramping over the gardens and attempting to smash stone walls. Jareth seethed and marched down through his kingdom, flinging curses at the goblins on his way. The Creature had to behind this stupidity. He tripped over a small goblin. It was up to its waist in a leather boot covered in unnecessary metallic decorations. He grabbed the boot, and goblin, and hurled it in disgust. He heard the smack and felt overwhelmed with happiness as he heard the Creature cry out in pain.
He sauntered around the corner to find it rubbing its head, holding the now empty boot. "My dear… thing…" he gestured at it, "What exactly are you doing now?"
The Creature looked at him curiously, and then looked at the New Rock in its hands. "What do ya mean? I'm just showing your goblins what real boots look like", it looked pointedly at his leather riding boots.
"Excuse me, my boots are both stylish and practical. Those are monstrosities." He lifted the boot of the Creature and held it up with two fingers as if it were a piece of garbage. "I should throw these into the bogs"
The Creature screamed in horror and grabbed the boot off him. It pet it lovingly and began to whisper sweet nothings to it. Jareth felt a little ill watching it, but chose not to comment. "I really could care less about your footwear, even if it is a little garish, but I do not appreciate you giving them to MY goblins" he glared at it. "I swear you do this to annoy me."
The Creature paused and stared at him for a moment. A moment turned into a while. A while turned into what felt like an eternity. A small tumbleweed blew past. As did a goblin. Jareth cleared his throat and shuffled his feet a little. The Creature finally spoke. "Stop giving away the plot you moron." It whispered.
"I'm pretty sure they've figured it out by now you insane little monster" he hissed back.
The Creature threw the New Rock at his head and laughed maniacally while running through the maze. Jareth woke up after moments to find the goblins had lost all their new boots and were going about their business as usual. The Labyrinth seemed to be in one piece and his kingdom was safe. Every so often the goblins told stories of the sounds of metal clanking off stone and manic laughter echoing through the maze. Some said the spirit of the Creature haunted the old stone walls awaiting its revenge on the goblin king. Others said it had just got lost and would be back in a few days. Either way, misfortune would befall their king. And if they were really good they might get cake.
A/N – I really wasn't sure what to write for this one. The list is getting a bit more difficult now lol. I will try and put all the repeated/ similar ones into the same chapter
