Disclaimer:Right. Once again, I don't own Jareth. I don't own any of these songs, either, or Emmy or Koni. I'm just having a little fun.*VEG* Oh, and we used the international version of Shania's Come On Over CD instead of the American version, since that's the version Emmy owns.
Koni, Emmy, and LeAnn, known together as the Terrible Trio, were gathered around Emmy's television watching Labyrinth and eating junk food. It was almost to the end, and on the screen, Jareth was singing 'Within You.' In the room, the sugar in Koni and LeAnn's systems was slowly building up. The three of them had a veritible feast of candy, chips, and soda spread out before them. Fortunately, Emmy for Emmy, she didn't get sugar highs easily. The others, though...
Emmy was watching her twin and friend warily. Very odd things usually happened when one of them was on a sugar high. When it was both of them, odd escalated to scary, and eventually into trouble with Jareth. It didn't help Emmy's peace of mind that they were giggling. "It's definately a sock," LeAnn said, finally, as they came to the 'Fear me' scene. Koni nodded. "His package is too small, to fit in his tightest of tights," she sang, and the two giggled again, remembering their last adventure.
Emmy rolled her eyes. "Goddess....not this again..." she muttered. "Don't you two have anything better to do than spread the sock rumor?" she asked. "Oh yeah, sure we do," LeAnn replied. Koni nodded. "But playing with the sock rumor is so much more fun!" she exclaimed. "And it also gets us all into a lot of trouble," Emmy reminded them. "First the drunken Christmas carols that earned us REALLY bad hangovers and made me swear off alchohol, then you convinced me to get into the peach wine again and we ended up in the Bog-"
"But atleast we have fun getting in trouble," LeAnn said. Emmy just sighed, and that was the end of the conversation until the movie was over. Emmy moved over to her CD collection to put one in and began flipping through them. "What do you guys want to listen to?" she asked. "Got any Shania Twain?" LeAnn asked. "Do we have to listen to country?" Koni complained. The conversation was starting to sound like a game of Questions Only. "Does it really matter?" LeAnn asked.
"My Come on Over CD is missing!" Emmy exclaimed. "And what's this glitter doing over here...?" The Lady Destiny was starting to get suspicious. Fate and Chaos rushed over. LeAnn held her hand up as if looking through a magnifying glass. "Very peculiar," she said. "This," Koni said, "is very familiar looking glitter." "And look," LeAnn said, still acting as if she was holding a magnifying glass, "a long white hair. Who do we know that has long white hair, leaves glitter everywhere, and would steal a Shania Twain CD?" she asked, doing her best impersonation of Maxwell Smart.
"Jareth!" the three said together. "But what would he want with my Shania Twain CD?" Emmy asked. LeAnn switched her grip from pretend magnifying glass to pretend tape recorder, speaking out the side of her mouth. "Ladies, your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to go to the Underground and rescue Emerald's Shania Twain CD. This tape will self-destruct in 10 seconds." She then quickly 'threw' the tape recorder over her shoulder and made an explosion sound, leaving her and Koni giggling, and Emerald shaking her head.
"If you two are finished playing Mission Impossible," she said, "would you mind helping me come up with a plan to get my CD back?" "It shouldn't be too hard," Koni said. "We already know the castle pretty well. We'll just sneak in and get it back before His Glitterness even realizes we're there," she said, rather enthused about the whole thing. LeAnn nodded. "We'll just need black clothes, black make-up, and a hand-held video camera," she said, grinning, "just incase we should be so fortunate as to catch Uncle J doing something really embarresing."
The Trio headed upstairs to Emerald's room, glad that the muses were out for the evening. Digging through her closet, Emmy pulled out black clothing for all of them. Each girl magicked the clothes to a tailored fit for herself before LeAnn conjured up some black make-up. "I've got lip-stick, nail-polish, eye-shadow, and stuff to go under our eyes, plus black hats to cover our hair," she said, grinning. Each girl applied the make-up and pulled on the hats, Emmy grabbed her small video camera, and they apperated to the Underground.