Disclaimer: Oh, same as before! Except I don't own DBZ! Ok? Ok. Nor do I own Miss Cleo, nor do I have any desire too.
"Maybe we could play some golf or something?" Trevor suggested hopefully.
"No." Jareth said rubbing his temples, keeping his eyes on the floor.
"How about Nintendo?"
"No."
"Then what about…"
"No."
"So I guess no makeovers then?" Jareth looked at him incredulously, shook his head, and looked back down at the floor.
"Jari? Buddy?"
A few hours later~~~~
"I'm assuming that having a bird on your head is normal around here?" Ewan asked, as we stood looking curiously at a sleeping old man with a bird perched on his head.
"Um.. I guess so," I responded, "Though I don't really know what's normal around here. And honestly I am starting to get a little frightened."
"Actually, this place is sort of interesting," Ewan chuckled, poking the old man, who stirred slightly, "I mean, I never really saw a talking worm before."
"You can't be serious…" I smiled slightly, sigh, if only he was younger.
"Oh, I was just trying to lighten the mood a little," Ewan winked, "Say, I never really learned anything about you, though, and I have been here what 3-4 hours?" We turned and started walking down the stone path into a hedge maze.
"Well, I'm just a regular girl, not some famous actress," I stated, folding my arms.
"Oh, well, I didn't mean that," Ewan said, his accent strong as ever, "I meant, I know your name is Katie and you're a fan of me and not Trevor. But I am sure there is more to it then just that."
"Well, my name is Katie Monroe and I live in Colorado, and Trevor… well… it is one of those love turn to hate things." I explained, "But I know all about you. You were born in Creiff, Scotland, you dropped out of high school to pursue acting, and that your married, have one daughter and is expecting another, and I always wanted to meet you!" Ewan laughed.
"I see your keeping up, you know me about as well as I do," he smiled, "That's kind of scary."
"I would be frightened too, I mean there a millions of people out there who know everything about you right down to your pants… err.. boxer size," I said, laughing, once again.
"Really?" He looked at me questioningly.
"Oh, I'm not one of those people," I responded protectively, "I….. swear…..."
"Oh, ok, that's a bit more comforting," Ewan said. We turned left, right, left, left, left… well.. you get the idea. We basically walked in silence.
Silence.
More silence.
A wee bit more silence, as Ewan would put it.
"Those are some interesting door knockers there," Ewan said suddenly, we ended up in front of two interesting doors.
"Oh, I love these guys!" I cried, jumping up and down.
"It's… like looking into a mirror…" Hoggle said, inspecting Trevor.
"It is… and might I add you are quite a handsome fellow," Trevor replied, who was bent down to Hoggle's height. Jareth watched the scene in front of him amazed.
"Well, I hate to break up this little… moment," Jareth said, "But Hoggle, you shouldn't be fraternizing with my…" Jareth shuddered, "prisoner."
"Really? Your prisoner? COOL! So.. It's like slumber party right? 'Cause we can have popcorn and stay up late telling scary stories!" Trevor said excitedly.
"Um… how old are you again?" Jareth asked, seriously.
"16, why?"
"uh… no reason."
"So do you think we could watch Dragon Ball Z tonight? It's the season finale!"
"Um….. sure… why not."
"Yes!" Trevor jumped up and down for a few moments, Jareth instantly regretted what he said, suddenly, Trevor stopped, "What's bitter mean?" he asked.
"Well, I can understand that you are depressed," I said to the door knocker with the ring in his mouth, which I had taken out, "I mean, you've been here all your life and it gets boring seeing the same old thing huh? So I say abandon your duties for one day and be wild."
"Well… that's kind of hard, since I'm attached to a door," The knocker replied sadly.
"I see, that can present a problem now can it?" I asked, pondering what I should do to help this guy. I did feel kind of bad for him. The other one was kind of annoying.
"Huh? Can't hear ya! I got a ring in my ears." The other knocker said, practically yelling. I looked over it and arched a brow. Then I turned back to the first knocker.
"Maybe if I could find a chain saw…"
"Umm.. no.. we better go, Katie," Ewan said, taking my arm.
"Oh… well… sorry little guy," I said, shoving the ring back into his mouth… he muttered something inaudible.
"Do you… have discussions with door knockers everyday?" Ewan asked, half-joking. His hand still resting on my arm.
"Of course not, sometimes it's lawn mowers, and sinks… only occasionally because they get kind of argumentative," I replied, smirking. I was kidding, by the way. Ewan grinned (that's right, his adorable grin).
10 hours have past~
"Katie was the first person who ever showed interest in me, I mean, my mommy always said I was a handsome boy, but that only can mean so much," Trevor sniffed, hugging the pillow he held. Jareth sat across from him, crossed legged, holding pillow like Trevor. Both were sitting on the floor.
"I know what you mean! But my mommy never said anything like that to me, heck I don't even have a mommy, I don't know how I got here!" Jareth agreed, wiping a tear from his eye.
"Sometimes, I feel like that too, it helps me when I call Miss Cleo, cause she lies to me about my future and gives me a little hope, we are on a first name basis now!" Trevor suggested, nodding his head with a serious look in his eye.
"You know, at first I thought you were down-right odd, but these hours have been the most enlightening and uplifting of my life!" Jareth beamed.
"Really? Me too! You're my best friend Jari! Though I don't know why I'm here, I am glad I came!" Trevor smiled, hugging Jareth, and surprisingly, Jareth hugged him back,
"Do you think I can borrow your book 'How to attract women by kidnapping their siblings or friends'?" Trevor asked, "I think it could help me."
"Sure, only when I'm finished, I'm still on chapter 2," Jareth answered, "I know, lets roast some marshmallows and pretend we're camping!"
"Sounds like fun!"
"Hey, lets go through that door!" I pointed to a door nearly over grown by leafy vines. Ewan shrugged.
"You're the one who saw the movie." Ewan ruggedly ripped some of the vines away and pulled the door open. I entered slowly, realizing that I was in a small, pitch black tunnel. Ewan entered behind me, and as if on cue we fell through the floor. But before we had a chance to scream, we were caught by hands. That's right, HELPING hands.
"This is kind of… unusual," Ewan said, feeling sort of grossed out.
"Up or down?" one set of hands asked.
"Wait, I saw this part, I know what happens, so up, definitely up," I said positively. One set of hands formed a face that was about to say something but stopped, looking baffled.
"Up? No ones ever chose up before," it finally said, the other faces were whispering to each other.
"Can she choose that?"
"What do we do?"
"What do we say?"
"Um.. how about you take us up?" Ewan suggested.
"Hey, good idea!" One face said.
"Ahem… she chose up?"
"Uh oh… they want to go up!"
"Umm.. enough already, just take us back up,"I ordered.
"Aww, sorry." The hands slowly moved Ewan and I back up to the surface. Ewan pulled him self up onto the floor and grabbed my hand and pulled me up beside him.
"Hmm.. thanks," I said, dusting myself off, "That was an unpleasant experience."
"You can say that again," Ewan agreed, "Let's get out of this tunnel, its sort of creepy." I nodded and Ewan reached for my hand. I took it quickly, grinning, and let Ewan lead me through the darkness to the light at the end.