AN: Finally, an update! A small one, but I really felt this was a good place to end the
chapter. I don't think this story over all is going to be too much longer, but then, I don't
know where its going so... *shrugs* I've been sad because most my favorite shows are getting
cancelled... Roswell, Ally McBeal, Dark Angel... My favorite character on Stargate SG-1 has
left and Buffy and Spike are never going to have a relationship that's not totally twisted!
Sorry, had to rant at the unfairness of it all. Stupid TV executives... stupid writers...
Okay, better... =) Leave me an update, say hello, I love hearing from you guys!
************************ Lights, Camera, Action! Chapter Nine ***********************
Then reality comes crashing in with all its terrible glory.
Jareth pulls back like I bit him or haven't been using enough breath mints, strange gaze wide
with shock. Oh yeah, he's shocked. I bet.
Men are such wussies.
Wah, wah, my hormones are raging! Like women don't have hormones. We just have more control
thank you very much. And a higher pain tolerance. So we can bear children and all that fun
stuff. Not that bearing children is real high on my priority list right now. I've never
wished another one away after Toby but I'm also not real fond of anything not old enough to
drive yet either.
I give to charities. That should count for something when I get to the pearly white gates,
even if I don't have much of a motherly instinct. I just don't understand the fascination with
pushing something the size of a grapefruit out of a hole the size of an orange.
It's the whole square peg, round hole issue. Theoretically it just shouldn't be done.
And the women who bear gaggles of children from their mighty loins? I applaud each and every
one and maintain that all should be awarded medals of bravery. Cause hello, cold metal
stirrups. Not to mention having some stranger stuck up there for however long it takes the
said grapefruit to make its appearance.
Its unnatural I say! Damn messy and unnatural!
Anyway, back on topic... Kissing the Goblin King, not the wisest decision I've ever made.
Ranks right up there with the green streaks I thought would look so good in my hair in college.
Apparently Jareth's doesn't believe it's the brightest idea he's ever acted on either.
"Hades, Zeus, and Hara."
Oh, that's mighty interesting. The Goblin King, Lord of the Underground, curses with Greek
gods. I guess 'Holy Buddha' or 'Oh my God' just isn't really fitting, and more to the point,
somewhat blasphemous. Or maybe he just hasn't been around Aboveground since we've updated our
religious system.
Mighty Deities version 7.0.
It's almost enough to make me smile, with the lips that were kissing Jareth.
"You kissed me."
He blinks, but doesn't deny it. "You kissed me back."
I blink, but don't deny it. "It was a very nice kiss."
He blinks and nods slowly, thoughtfully. "Yes, it was."
I blink and nod in my own agreement, once again.
We blink together a couple of times for good measure.
"So, umm, we still hate each other right?"
Jareth swallows visibly. "Of course, its what we do. Arch enemies and all that stuff."
I swallow. "Of course."
We heave a united sigh of relief.
Jareth stands and starts to edge towards the door. "I mean, after all, I talked about you on
national TV..."
"And I defeated you in your own kingdom so long ago..."
"So it's agreed. Nemesis once more?"
Jareth pauses in the door frame, looking half panicked and something else... Something that
makes me all warm and tingly. Only I'm not allowed to feel all warm and tingly when Jareth
looks at me. Not allowed to want to still be kissing him.
Bad Sarah, bad!
"Agreed." Damn it, it'd be easier if my voice wasn't shaking quite so much.
Jareth licks his lips. "Good," he gasps with once last desperate glance before throwing himself
out of my dressing room.
I have the greatest luck with men. I ignore the good ones, date the bad ones, and kiss the ones
who command legions of darkness, my dreams, and hordes of smelly goblins.
Yipee...
chapter. I don't think this story over all is going to be too much longer, but then, I don't
know where its going so... *shrugs* I've been sad because most my favorite shows are getting
cancelled... Roswell, Ally McBeal, Dark Angel... My favorite character on Stargate SG-1 has
left and Buffy and Spike are never going to have a relationship that's not totally twisted!
Sorry, had to rant at the unfairness of it all. Stupid TV executives... stupid writers...
Okay, better... =) Leave me an update, say hello, I love hearing from you guys!
************************ Lights, Camera, Action! Chapter Nine ***********************
Then reality comes crashing in with all its terrible glory.
Jareth pulls back like I bit him or haven't been using enough breath mints, strange gaze wide
with shock. Oh yeah, he's shocked. I bet.
Men are such wussies.
Wah, wah, my hormones are raging! Like women don't have hormones. We just have more control
thank you very much. And a higher pain tolerance. So we can bear children and all that fun
stuff. Not that bearing children is real high on my priority list right now. I've never
wished another one away after Toby but I'm also not real fond of anything not old enough to
drive yet either.
I give to charities. That should count for something when I get to the pearly white gates,
even if I don't have much of a motherly instinct. I just don't understand the fascination with
pushing something the size of a grapefruit out of a hole the size of an orange.
It's the whole square peg, round hole issue. Theoretically it just shouldn't be done.
And the women who bear gaggles of children from their mighty loins? I applaud each and every
one and maintain that all should be awarded medals of bravery. Cause hello, cold metal
stirrups. Not to mention having some stranger stuck up there for however long it takes the
said grapefruit to make its appearance.
Its unnatural I say! Damn messy and unnatural!
Anyway, back on topic... Kissing the Goblin King, not the wisest decision I've ever made.
Ranks right up there with the green streaks I thought would look so good in my hair in college.
Apparently Jareth's doesn't believe it's the brightest idea he's ever acted on either.
"Hades, Zeus, and Hara."
Oh, that's mighty interesting. The Goblin King, Lord of the Underground, curses with Greek
gods. I guess 'Holy Buddha' or 'Oh my God' just isn't really fitting, and more to the point,
somewhat blasphemous. Or maybe he just hasn't been around Aboveground since we've updated our
religious system.
Mighty Deities version 7.0.
It's almost enough to make me smile, with the lips that were kissing Jareth.
"You kissed me."
He blinks, but doesn't deny it. "You kissed me back."
I blink, but don't deny it. "It was a very nice kiss."
He blinks and nods slowly, thoughtfully. "Yes, it was."
I blink and nod in my own agreement, once again.
We blink together a couple of times for good measure.
"So, umm, we still hate each other right?"
Jareth swallows visibly. "Of course, its what we do. Arch enemies and all that stuff."
I swallow. "Of course."
We heave a united sigh of relief.
Jareth stands and starts to edge towards the door. "I mean, after all, I talked about you on
national TV..."
"And I defeated you in your own kingdom so long ago..."
"So it's agreed. Nemesis once more?"
Jareth pauses in the door frame, looking half panicked and something else... Something that
makes me all warm and tingly. Only I'm not allowed to feel all warm and tingly when Jareth
looks at me. Not allowed to want to still be kissing him.
Bad Sarah, bad!
"Agreed." Damn it, it'd be easier if my voice wasn't shaking quite so much.
Jareth licks his lips. "Good," he gasps with once last desperate glance before throwing himself
out of my dressing room.
I have the greatest luck with men. I ignore the good ones, date the bad ones, and kiss the ones
who command legions of darkness, my dreams, and hordes of smelly goblins.
Yipee...