Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Same as chapter 1, Except that Sarah does not belong to me!
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"What?" Tahao asked.
"I cannot transform into my owl form . . . that is really bad. I can't get back."
"How long does your magic take to . . . regenerate?"
"Underground would be about 13 hours. Aboveground would be . . . a bit longer than two weeks." he said and sighed.
"Where will you stay?" Tahao asked.
"I honestly don't know." Jareth sighed loudly.
"Then you can stay with us for two weeks or until your magic is restored."
"I couldn't possibly--"
Tahao cut Jareth off, "You will." she said firmly. Jareth nodded.
"Do you feel up to walking? I can introduce you to my mom and dad. Then I can give you a tour of the castle."
"I think so."
Tahao helped Jareth off the bed. He stumbled and Tahao caught him. he looked odwn embarrassedly. Tahao led him to the Throne Room. King Malcolm and Queen Melinda were there, talking.
"Mom, dad." She said, "He has awoken."
Jareth walked in behind her.
"Hello. I'm Jareth, King of the Goblins."
"King of the --what?"
"Goblins." Jareth said and Tahao told them the entire story. They sat in silence for a while--trying to figure out wether or not they were lying or not. They finally decided that Jareth and Tahao were not. Jareth produced a crystal to prove that they were not lying.
"We have not properly introduced ourselves." Queen Melinda siad.
She got off her throne and held out her hand.
"I am Queen Melinda and this is my husband, King Malcolm. We are very pleased to meet you, King Jareth."
"Just Jareth, please."
"You can call us Melinda and Malcolm, then." Malcolm said.
"We would be very pleased if you decided to stay here until your magic comes back. In fact, we couldn't--wouldn't-- accecpt a 'No' for an answer. You are staying here." Melinda said.
"Yes, Melinda, seeing as I have no other choice." his head bowed in submission.
"Good. Tahao, go show him around the castle, would you, Dear?"
"I was going to, Mom."
Jareth and Tahao left the room. She sighed with relief. They had believed them!
"I can't believe that my parents actually believed us."
"Not many would."
"Not a lot of people still believe in fairytales."
"So true."
"This is your room." Tahao pointed. She showed him his room. Then she pointed to the door next to his, "This is my room."
"May I see it?"
"Sure, but why would you want to?"
"I want to see what you are intrested in."
"Um . . . OK." she opened the door. Her walls were littered with statuettes and books on them.
"I see you are into fairytales."
"Then you see right."
Jareth spotted something. A book. He picked it up. He grinned as he saw the title. 'The Labyrinth'.
"That is why you believe me."
"Partly." Tahao said, looking at her feet. She was a bit humilated.
"So, you were the human to get this book."
"Um . . .
"I sent a copy up on Earth somewhere for one mortal to read to keep the Underground alive. You are the one keeping us alive."
"I am?" she asked, astuonded.
Jareth nodded.
"Also, in the future, the one who holds the book will be destined to marry a king on her 18th birthday. When is your birthday?"
"Two weeks. I'll be . . . 18." She gulped.
Jareth looked at Tahao.
"Does-does that mean what I think it means?" she stammered.
"Maybe. We shall see."
"Come on. Let's go. There is still more to the castle to see."
Jareth put the book down and followed. Tahao showed him the rest of the castle. By that time, Tahao was exausted. They went back to their rooms. Jareth kissed her hand.
"Goodnight, Princess Tahao."
Jareth went into his room. Tahao reluctantly felt her feelings toward Jareth deepen. For the first time in her life, Princess Tahao felt a new feeling . . . love.
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Jareth went into his room Ever since he woke up and saw the young princess over him, he knew he had a crush. Now, though, it deepened into more than a crush. It was love. He had only experienced love once before, with that twit, Sarah. Now, she was only a distant memory of the past. He hadn't thought of her once since he saw Tahao. Jareth thought of Sarah and a pang of hate filled his body. Sarah had not loved him. Now, finally, he could find someone to reciprocate his love . . . and her name was Princess Tahao . . .
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Tahao was leaning against her wall, clutching her hand to her heart. She would never wash it again. She tried to fight it.
'Eww!' she thought, "That's gross."
She went to get ready for bed. After taking a shower, she put on a white lace nightgown and. She fell asleep with pictures of Jareth filling her head.
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Int eh next room, Jareth was watching Tahao sleep in his crystal. He appeared next to her. There was a lock of hair falling in Tahao's face. Jareth brushed it away gently, so as not to wake her.
'She is so . . .' he caught his thought, 'Oh, the heck with it. She is so beautiful. I-I think I like her.' Jareth went back to his bedchamber and fell asleep. He was welcomed into his dreams with pictures of Tahao.
A/N: The next chapter (Chapter 3) is rated PG for mention of violence. If you want the third installment, I'll need two to three reviews for motovation. P.S. if any one finds any spelling mistakes or anything, please enter it in ur review. Thanx!!!
Disclaimer: Same as chapter 1, Except that Sarah does not belong to me!
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"What?" Tahao asked.
"I cannot transform into my owl form . . . that is really bad. I can't get back."
"How long does your magic take to . . . regenerate?"
"Underground would be about 13 hours. Aboveground would be . . . a bit longer than two weeks." he said and sighed.
"Where will you stay?" Tahao asked.
"I honestly don't know." Jareth sighed loudly.
"Then you can stay with us for two weeks or until your magic is restored."
"I couldn't possibly--"
Tahao cut Jareth off, "You will." she said firmly. Jareth nodded.
"Do you feel up to walking? I can introduce you to my mom and dad. Then I can give you a tour of the castle."
"I think so."
Tahao helped Jareth off the bed. He stumbled and Tahao caught him. he looked odwn embarrassedly. Tahao led him to the Throne Room. King Malcolm and Queen Melinda were there, talking.
"Mom, dad." She said, "He has awoken."
Jareth walked in behind her.
"Hello. I'm Jareth, King of the Goblins."
"King of the --what?"
"Goblins." Jareth said and Tahao told them the entire story. They sat in silence for a while--trying to figure out wether or not they were lying or not. They finally decided that Jareth and Tahao were not. Jareth produced a crystal to prove that they were not lying.
"We have not properly introduced ourselves." Queen Melinda siad.
She got off her throne and held out her hand.
"I am Queen Melinda and this is my husband, King Malcolm. We are very pleased to meet you, King Jareth."
"Just Jareth, please."
"You can call us Melinda and Malcolm, then." Malcolm said.
"We would be very pleased if you decided to stay here until your magic comes back. In fact, we couldn't--wouldn't-- accecpt a 'No' for an answer. You are staying here." Melinda said.
"Yes, Melinda, seeing as I have no other choice." his head bowed in submission.
"Good. Tahao, go show him around the castle, would you, Dear?"
"I was going to, Mom."
Jareth and Tahao left the room. She sighed with relief. They had believed them!
"I can't believe that my parents actually believed us."
"Not many would."
"Not a lot of people still believe in fairytales."
"So true."
"This is your room." Tahao pointed. She showed him his room. Then she pointed to the door next to his, "This is my room."
"May I see it?"
"Sure, but why would you want to?"
"I want to see what you are intrested in."
"Um . . . OK." she opened the door. Her walls were littered with statuettes and books on them.
"I see you are into fairytales."
"Then you see right."
Jareth spotted something. A book. He picked it up. He grinned as he saw the title. 'The Labyrinth'.
"That is why you believe me."
"Partly." Tahao said, looking at her feet. She was a bit humilated.
"So, you were the human to get this book."
"Um . . .
"I sent a copy up on Earth somewhere for one mortal to read to keep the Underground alive. You are the one keeping us alive."
"I am?" she asked, astuonded.
Jareth nodded.
"Also, in the future, the one who holds the book will be destined to marry a king on her 18th birthday. When is your birthday?"
"Two weeks. I'll be . . . 18." She gulped.
Jareth looked at Tahao.
"Does-does that mean what I think it means?" she stammered.
"Maybe. We shall see."
"Come on. Let's go. There is still more to the castle to see."
Jareth put the book down and followed. Tahao showed him the rest of the castle. By that time, Tahao was exausted. They went back to their rooms. Jareth kissed her hand.
"Goodnight, Princess Tahao."
Jareth went into his room. Tahao reluctantly felt her feelings toward Jareth deepen. For the first time in her life, Princess Tahao felt a new feeling . . . love.
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Jareth went into his room Ever since he woke up and saw the young princess over him, he knew he had a crush. Now, though, it deepened into more than a crush. It was love. He had only experienced love once before, with that twit, Sarah. Now, she was only a distant memory of the past. He hadn't thought of her once since he saw Tahao. Jareth thought of Sarah and a pang of hate filled his body. Sarah had not loved him. Now, finally, he could find someone to reciprocate his love . . . and her name was Princess Tahao . . .
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Tahao was leaning against her wall, clutching her hand to her heart. She would never wash it again. She tried to fight it.
'Eww!' she thought, "That's gross."
She went to get ready for bed. After taking a shower, she put on a white lace nightgown and. She fell asleep with pictures of Jareth filling her head.
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Int eh next room, Jareth was watching Tahao sleep in his crystal. He appeared next to her. There was a lock of hair falling in Tahao's face. Jareth brushed it away gently, so as not to wake her.
'She is so . . .' he caught his thought, 'Oh, the heck with it. She is so beautiful. I-I think I like her.' Jareth went back to his bedchamber and fell asleep. He was welcomed into his dreams with pictures of Tahao.
A/N: The next chapter (Chapter 3) is rated PG for mention of violence. If you want the third installment, I'll need two to three reviews for motovation. P.S. if any one finds any spelling mistakes or anything, please enter it in ur review. Thanx!!!