"LeAnn..." Emmy said again, worried. "Not now, Emmy," her cousin replied, muttering more insults about Jareth. "That sock-stuffing, hair-spray using, o-zone depleting, vain, evil, bad, pasty colored, ward-wrobe changing, sorry excuse for a Fae...AND a Goblin King!" "LeAnn..." "WHAT IS IT, EMMY?" LeAnn snapped, then felt a long finger on her shoulder. "And what else do you think of me, little Chaos?" "That's what I was trying to warn you about," Emmy muttered. LeAnn spun around and glared at the Fae.
"Let us go, you...you....you..." Jareth smirked. "What's the matter? Did the thesaurus run out of insults?" LeAnn growled. "Don't make me laugh, you egotistical, narcissistic, self-complacent,baneful, base, corrupt, depraved, immoral, rude, contemptious...." she growled, starting to wind down. Jareth yawned, and Emmy was starting to wonder what kind of punishment LeAnn was earning herself. But LeAnn wasn't quite finished throwing insults. Besides, she knew help was on the way. She just wondered what was keeping it.
"You, Jareth, call yourself immortal, but we have been here much longer than you, and we TRUE immortals will be here long past your death. Sure, old age won't kill you. You've been here since the fifteen-hundreds and your wardrobe shows it. You don't know how to show that damned mortal Sarah you love her, and I doubt you have a heart. Your singing is atrocious. You set traps, but you don't plan ahead otherwise, and you don't even know how to set the damn things properly because you don't take everything into consideration."
Ah. THERE he was. She just had to keep Jareth's attention a little longer. "Face it, Jareth. You're getting old and senile, and you have no respect for others. You know the creation stories. They all the same. 'First there was Chaos!' You would do well to respect your elders, you-" Finally, she stopped, her help having snuck up behind Jareth and knocked him out. "It's about time, Uncle Puck! What took you so long?" she asked as the Trickster grabbed one of Jareth's crystals, freeing the two cousins. "Really," Emmy said, "I was wondering why LeAnn was throwing everything she had into those insults for so long. I was beginning to wonder if she hadn't memorized a thesaurus."
"Ladies, sorry I was a little late. I was held up by a certain Unicorn Lady, if you know what I mean," he said, grinning widely. "Unfortunately, Uncle, we know FAR too well," LeAnn replied. "Way too much information," Emmy agreed. "Whatever," Puck replied. "Come on, let's get Koni and get out of here," he said. Emmy and LeAnn nodded. "Just a second," said the later. "I gotta get Riddler's socks," she said, opening up Jareth's sock drawer. She pulled out six multi-colored pairs of socks. "There we go. Now we can go get Koni-chan."
Koni was still hanging upside down in the Escher room when the others arrived. "The cavalry has arrived!" Puck cried out. "IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME!! WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING, LEAVING ME TO HANG HERE IN HUMILIATION?" Koni shouted. "Chill out, twin-chan," Emmy said. "It was a trap. Jareth had his room booby-trapped. Uncle Puck had to help us escape ourselves," she said. LeAnn nodded in agreement. "Don't worry. We'll get you down. I've got some experience with this room. I'll lead you out." Emmy muttered something about how only Chaos could make sense of chaos. LeAnn slowly made her way up one stair-case and down another towards Koni.