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"Your an asshole, Jareth. A fucking asshole." Sarah breathed. How dare he-TAUNT her like that? The nerve of him.
An evil grin spread scross ehr face. "I wish the Goblin King would be here right now."
"Yes, Sarah?" Jareth stalked out of the shadows
A look of face surprise flitted across her face. "Why, Jareth. Such a surpris to see you here. Would you like some tea? Oh wait, I don't have tea. Maybe you should come back when I'm no longer in a mental institution."
He glared at her, then turned and disappeared.
"I musn't do it again, it's much too childish. Oh, but- no. WAAAAAY too childish." she faked a sigh, and pretended to argue with herself.
"Oh, fine. I wish the Goblin King would be here right now."
A shove from behind caught her off guard. "Sarah!" Jareth thundered. "Will you leave me be?"
The girl clucked her tongue. "You have not patience, Jareth. You should really work on that."
"I'm leaving, Sarah."
He turned to do so, but was stopped by hervoice. "I'm not going to be sleeping in my own bed tonight, so you won't be sleeping in yours."
Jareth shrugged. "Fine. I'll just sleep here."
"Damn. And here I was hoping you'd go into that whole 'I've been generous blah blah blah but I can be cruel yadda yadda yadda' shit."
"I'm going to sleep, Sarah. I hope you have a good rest on this coldm, hard floor.."
"Isarah looked at him as if he were stupid. "I have a cot."
"It's mine, now. Good night, Sarah." And he went to bed, ignoring her protests.
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Jareth was almost asleep when- "Can I at least have a pillow?"
He sat up. "You can have a rock."
"I don't want a rock, Jareth. I want a pillow."
"How about a rock in a pillowcase?"
"JARETH!"
"That's my last offer, Sarah."
She leapt up. "You! You're nothing more than a gnome with mismatched eyes and Sapndex tights!"
Jareth was in front of her in a heartbeat. "They're LEGGINGS. A GOBLIN King wouldn't wear SPANDEX TIGHTS!"
He looked to the cot, drawing Sarah's attention to it. The rusty cot was no longer there, for it had been replaced by Jareth's elegant bed. "Good night again, Sarah. Enjoy your rock." He looked at her and added, "That gesture is uncalled for."
"Asshole."
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"Your an asshole, Jareth. A fucking asshole." Sarah breathed. How dare he-TAUNT her like that? The nerve of him.
An evil grin spread scross ehr face. "I wish the Goblin King would be here right now."
"Yes, Sarah?" Jareth stalked out of the shadows
A look of face surprise flitted across her face. "Why, Jareth. Such a surpris to see you here. Would you like some tea? Oh wait, I don't have tea. Maybe you should come back when I'm no longer in a mental institution."
He glared at her, then turned and disappeared.
"I musn't do it again, it's much too childish. Oh, but- no. WAAAAAY too childish." she faked a sigh, and pretended to argue with herself.
"Oh, fine. I wish the Goblin King would be here right now."
A shove from behind caught her off guard. "Sarah!" Jareth thundered. "Will you leave me be?"
The girl clucked her tongue. "You have not patience, Jareth. You should really work on that."
"I'm leaving, Sarah."
He turned to do so, but was stopped by hervoice. "I'm not going to be sleeping in my own bed tonight, so you won't be sleeping in yours."
Jareth shrugged. "Fine. I'll just sleep here."
"Damn. And here I was hoping you'd go into that whole 'I've been generous blah blah blah but I can be cruel yadda yadda yadda' shit."
"I'm going to sleep, Sarah. I hope you have a good rest on this coldm, hard floor.."
"Isarah looked at him as if he were stupid. "I have a cot."
"It's mine, now. Good night, Sarah." And he went to bed, ignoring her protests.
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Jareth was almost asleep when- "Can I at least have a pillow?"
He sat up. "You can have a rock."
"I don't want a rock, Jareth. I want a pillow."
"How about a rock in a pillowcase?"
"JARETH!"
"That's my last offer, Sarah."
She leapt up. "You! You're nothing more than a gnome with mismatched eyes and Sapndex tights!"
Jareth was in front of her in a heartbeat. "They're LEGGINGS. A GOBLIN King wouldn't wear SPANDEX TIGHTS!"
He looked to the cot, drawing Sarah's attention to it. The rusty cot was no longer there, for it had been replaced by Jareth's elegant bed. "Good night again, Sarah. Enjoy your rock." He looked at her and added, "That gesture is uncalled for."
"Asshole."
