AU- One more week of school! YES!
*Does the one legged happy dance*
*falls down*
*gets back up*
*blushes*
*dusts self off*
*continues with the two legged happy dance*
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Chapter Fourteen: In Which Sarah gets to take bath in peace
Theme music: Drunk Scotsman by Doctor Demento
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"What are you doing?"
Jareth looked up casually from the crystal ball he'd been using to spy on Sarah and smiled blandly at Bea.
"I might ask you the same, I recall forbidding my study to all mortals save Malcolm."
Bea's eyes widened dramatically and she pressed a hand to her heart. "Ooh! My dearest heart! Did you think I cared?"
Jareth banished the crystal with a suppressed growl. "You realize I only put up with you because your vexatious existence makes Sarah happy?"
Bea smiled toothily. "Oh my, I was about to say the same thing."
"Please tell me there is an important reason for you to violate my privacy, aggravate me to the point of derangement, and live to draw another breath?" Jareth gritted out. Bea brightened. "Yes! In fact, there is!"
"Then, pray, tell me what it is." He prodded. "I cannot, for the life of me, see it for myself."
"Dinner's ready!" Bea chirped and teleported away before Jareth could throw a crystal at her.
Jareth's howl of frustration scared every pigeon out of it's roost for a three mile radius.
***
"One Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair, and one could see by his walk that he'd drunk more than his share..."
Gawain's strong tenor filled the darkened tavern like a viscous liquid and for all that he was singing a comical song, he still held his audience spellbound.
Sarah regarded the mug of mead before her dubiously. Gawain had thrust it into her hands before leaving to entertain the crowds and perhaps catch a few of their coins. Someone had requested a song called Drunk Scotsman. Sarah shuddered to think what the song could possibly be about...
"... he fumbled round till he could not longer keep his feet and he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street!"
Sarah shook her head as Gawain launched into the refrain and took a cautious sip of the drink... hmm, not too bad, but not exactly her choice.
She stood and took it over to Gawain. He barely acknowledged her as she set the mug down beside him and went to get herself a cider, but he was into the song.
By the bar, Eittene and the Inn keeper were still briskly haggling over the price of the rooms and looked be enjoying themselves immensely.
"Would you two settle on a price soon?" Sarah asked slightly peevishly. "It's getting late!"
Eittene nodded and grinned sheepishly. "Three silvers!" he told the Inn keep. "That's my final offer!"
"Ah, three silvers a person is more than..."
"For all of us!"
"You tear the flesh from my heart little one, I cannot give you..."
"Yes you can!"
Sarah shook her head and looked to one of the barmaids. "How much for a hot bath?"
The maid smiled prettily. "Ha'coppa, Mam! That gets you a bar o' soap and two towels! Baths 're up top, end a tha hall!"
Sarah doled out a half copper coin and the Bar maid fetched her soap and a towel.
"Enjoy ye self mam!"
Sarah nodded, smiled, and turned to mount the stairs at the opposite side of the tavern.
Without looking she could see the annoyed glance both Eittene and Gawain gave her... well, it wasn't like she could blame them given her track record concerning baths. It must not have bothered Gawain -too- much because he continued one with the next verse of the song.
"About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by, one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye. 'See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built? I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt?"
***
Jareth watched the events unfolding in the crystal wearing a grin much akin to a cat who had just dispatched a canary to it's final reward.
"It's not just Cain they're worried about, Sarah-love." He purred.
***
As Sarah reached the door at the end of the corridor she suddenly stopped and frowned.
"Don't even think about it, Jareth!"
***
Jareth sighed in defeat.
"Damn."
***
Eittene sauntered up to Gawain's side, smug as the cat who got the cream, he'd done a splendid bit of haggling and had managed to get the Innkeeper down to two and a half silvers!
He'd been partially glad when Sarah had left, that meant he could use his more... nasty haggling tactics.
Eittene sat himself down near Gawain to listen to his song.
"They crept up on that Scotsman, quiet as could be, lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see, and there before for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt was nothing more than god had gifted him with upon his birth..."
Eittene chuckled, Gawain's Aboveground roots were showing... maybe it was being reunited with the sister he never knew he'd had. The pair of them had been chattering away at each other on the road like a pair of grackles. They'd have a lot of catching up to do after they got Sarah's quest over and done with... which reminded him
Since they were in Thornesbury now, it might be advantageous for him to follow some lines of inquiry as to the location of this 'Rosebud'.
"They marveled for a moment then one said 'We must be gone, let's leave our friend a present before we move along!' as a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow around the bonny star the Scot's kilt did lift and show!"
Eittene snorted to cover his laughter... he'd nose around for information once the sing was over!
***
Jareth scowled in annoyance, Sarah had essentially forbidden him to spy on her or even visit her in the bathtub... which was annoying. He'd gotten rather accustomed to a certain quiet time with her whenever she reached a town.
Oh well, perhaps Gawain and the boy would serve as entertainment.
***
"The Scotsman woke to nature's call and staggered towards the trees, he lifted up his skirt and gawked at what he sees. In a startled voice he said to what's before his eyes, 'Och, lad I dunno where ya been but I see ya won first prize!"
***
Jareth Groaned... then again, maybe not...
***
end Chapter 14
AU-* hides behind brick wall* Okay, I knew this took a really, really long time, please don't kill me! I'm sorry, but I'll have the rest of the story out in the next couple of days! You all have been great to me!
*Does the one legged happy dance*
*falls down*
*gets back up*
*blushes*
*dusts self off*
*continues with the two legged happy dance*
***
Chapter Fourteen: In Which Sarah gets to take bath in peace
Theme music: Drunk Scotsman by Doctor Demento
***
"What are you doing?"
Jareth looked up casually from the crystal ball he'd been using to spy on Sarah and smiled blandly at Bea.
"I might ask you the same, I recall forbidding my study to all mortals save Malcolm."
Bea's eyes widened dramatically and she pressed a hand to her heart. "Ooh! My dearest heart! Did you think I cared?"
Jareth banished the crystal with a suppressed growl. "You realize I only put up with you because your vexatious existence makes Sarah happy?"
Bea smiled toothily. "Oh my, I was about to say the same thing."
"Please tell me there is an important reason for you to violate my privacy, aggravate me to the point of derangement, and live to draw another breath?" Jareth gritted out. Bea brightened. "Yes! In fact, there is!"
"Then, pray, tell me what it is." He prodded. "I cannot, for the life of me, see it for myself."
"Dinner's ready!" Bea chirped and teleported away before Jareth could throw a crystal at her.
Jareth's howl of frustration scared every pigeon out of it's roost for a three mile radius.
***
"One Scotsman clad in kilt left a bar one evening fair, and one could see by his walk that he'd drunk more than his share..."
Gawain's strong tenor filled the darkened tavern like a viscous liquid and for all that he was singing a comical song, he still held his audience spellbound.
Sarah regarded the mug of mead before her dubiously. Gawain had thrust it into her hands before leaving to entertain the crowds and perhaps catch a few of their coins. Someone had requested a song called Drunk Scotsman. Sarah shuddered to think what the song could possibly be about...
"... he fumbled round till he could not longer keep his feet and he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street!"
Sarah shook her head as Gawain launched into the refrain and took a cautious sip of the drink... hmm, not too bad, but not exactly her choice.
She stood and took it over to Gawain. He barely acknowledged her as she set the mug down beside him and went to get herself a cider, but he was into the song.
By the bar, Eittene and the Inn keeper were still briskly haggling over the price of the rooms and looked be enjoying themselves immensely.
"Would you two settle on a price soon?" Sarah asked slightly peevishly. "It's getting late!"
Eittene nodded and grinned sheepishly. "Three silvers!" he told the Inn keep. "That's my final offer!"
"Ah, three silvers a person is more than..."
"For all of us!"
"You tear the flesh from my heart little one, I cannot give you..."
"Yes you can!"
Sarah shook her head and looked to one of the barmaids. "How much for a hot bath?"
The maid smiled prettily. "Ha'coppa, Mam! That gets you a bar o' soap and two towels! Baths 're up top, end a tha hall!"
Sarah doled out a half copper coin and the Bar maid fetched her soap and a towel.
"Enjoy ye self mam!"
Sarah nodded, smiled, and turned to mount the stairs at the opposite side of the tavern.
Without looking she could see the annoyed glance both Eittene and Gawain gave her... well, it wasn't like she could blame them given her track record concerning baths. It must not have bothered Gawain -too- much because he continued one with the next verse of the song.
"About that time two young and lovely girls just happened by, one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye. 'See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built? I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath the kilt?"
***
Jareth watched the events unfolding in the crystal wearing a grin much akin to a cat who had just dispatched a canary to it's final reward.
"It's not just Cain they're worried about, Sarah-love." He purred.
***
As Sarah reached the door at the end of the corridor she suddenly stopped and frowned.
"Don't even think about it, Jareth!"
***
Jareth sighed in defeat.
"Damn."
***
Eittene sauntered up to Gawain's side, smug as the cat who got the cream, he'd done a splendid bit of haggling and had managed to get the Innkeeper down to two and a half silvers!
He'd been partially glad when Sarah had left, that meant he could use his more... nasty haggling tactics.
Eittene sat himself down near Gawain to listen to his song.
"They crept up on that Scotsman, quiet as could be, lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see, and there before for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt was nothing more than god had gifted him with upon his birth..."
Eittene chuckled, Gawain's Aboveground roots were showing... maybe it was being reunited with the sister he never knew he'd had. The pair of them had been chattering away at each other on the road like a pair of grackles. They'd have a lot of catching up to do after they got Sarah's quest over and done with... which reminded him
Since they were in Thornesbury now, it might be advantageous for him to follow some lines of inquiry as to the location of this 'Rosebud'.
"They marveled for a moment then one said 'We must be gone, let's leave our friend a present before we move along!' as a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow around the bonny star the Scot's kilt did lift and show!"
Eittene snorted to cover his laughter... he'd nose around for information once the sing was over!
***
Jareth scowled in annoyance, Sarah had essentially forbidden him to spy on her or even visit her in the bathtub... which was annoying. He'd gotten rather accustomed to a certain quiet time with her whenever she reached a town.
Oh well, perhaps Gawain and the boy would serve as entertainment.
***
"The Scotsman woke to nature's call and staggered towards the trees, he lifted up his skirt and gawked at what he sees. In a startled voice he said to what's before his eyes, 'Och, lad I dunno where ya been but I see ya won first prize!"
***
Jareth Groaned... then again, maybe not...
***
end Chapter 14
AU-* hides behind brick wall* Okay, I knew this took a really, really long time, please don't kill me! I'm sorry, but I'll have the rest of the story out in the next couple of days! You all have been great to me!
