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**Dreaming** /' 'Talking'
Chapter 3:
As soon as he entered the bedchamber he made a direct line for the bed. Pieces of clothing dropped and scattered everywhere on the floor. Crawling under dark silk sheets, he sighed and tried to relax his worn body.
Bringing her here definately wasnt easy that was certain, he thought as he stretched and winced at the overall soreness in his muscles. Yawning tiredly he closed his eyes.Then snapped them wide open.
Sarah was having a dream about the Underworld, and him. To Jareth a dream was the same as saying his name here. He saw every person who muttered his name or who dreamed about him. It was a farely new skill, but hed always been able to see the dreams others had involving him. Thinking back to Sarah, he vaguely remembered her having a dream about his world or him every so often. Usually on the anniversary of his defeat. Typical, she would only remember him in her subconciousness. It was hard to tell exactly what her dreams were like because of the demention buffers keeping his mind from seeing into hers completely.
But now with her just down the hall, if she dreamed about him or his kingdom he would see the images as clear as if he was the one dreaming. Closing his eyes, he let his mind become peaceful as sleep invaded his senses.
Jolting into her dream he saw her running through the begining of the labyrinth. So, little Sarah was dreaming about the last time she was here? He felt her apprehension as she ran. Then the scene suddenly shifted and he saw himself as she must have. Tall, and handsome in his navy blue outfit, he knew in that instant that she thought blue was the perfect color for him. He would have smirked if he had a body, he would have to remember that for future purposes.
As they danced in the illusion he had created so long ago for her, he could feel her total enchantment. She was focused on him and nothing else as he watched his dream-self sing the song he had made for her. How could she have not seen that everything he did, he did it for her? His mind drew back to the dream as his illusion shattered and his owl form, flew around the livingroom of her old house. The scene flashed to a safe baby brother in his crib. Then the child was gone and Sarah was in her room with her friends and the fierys and even a few of his golbins. He remembered well that night, her happiness as he watched from the tree outside the window. Then the party was over and she was alone again. Sadness overcame her as she flung herself on her bed. Interest piqued, he watched as she curled into a ball and sobbed
"Why didnt you come? Do you hate me now?"
Deep sorrow washed over him and the dream ended. Sarah dreamed easily from then on but Jareth had a hard time calming his mind. His thoughts were scattered. Had that really happened or was it just a part of the dream? Slowly he relaxed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
He hadnt gotten much sleep when the goblin came to his door knocking lightly. He growled, surely the creature knew he had just gotten back.
"What!" He barked as a humble looking small goblin entered and bowed.
"Sire, the woman in the other room is moving about. I think she may be in the bath."
The shy creature backed away quickly and turned to the door waiting for his dismissal. Jareth spoke quickly.
"I just brought her here, how can she be awake already?" The young goblin turned back and raised a questioning furry red eyebrow.
"But your majesty, you arrived back five hours ago."
"Hmm." Jareth murmured as he motioned for the goblin to go.
"Thank you. See to it that she has breakfast ready when she gets out." The goblin bowed again and retreated. Jareth dressed and walked out into the hall.
"Now, to bring her posessions here," He said to the empty hallway as he conjured a crystal. Quickly he looked into it and smirked, then walking down the corridor and rounding at the end he came to her door. The best guest room was in the end of his wing of the castle. He didnt have to walk far to reach it from his room. Listening quietly he didnt hear any sounds coming from within. Slowly he opened to door an inch. The door to the large bathroom was slightly ajar. The little red haired goblin was right. He opened the heavy mohagany door a little further and tossed the ball inside, then backed out and shut the door softly behind him. That didnt take as much energy as he originally thought. Turning he saw the petite creature with a tray of food coming towards him. Smiling to the obedient goblin he said
"She, no doubt, will be a little disoriented. Please go easy with her. I trust you would like a break from your normal work?" He asked this in such a way it sounded like he was informing the small thing of its new task.
"Yes sire, of coarse." It nodded and entered Sarahs room. Jareth was quick to get out of sight from the door. He didnt want her to see him just yet. He went to his study so he could get caught up to date on the latest happenings in his kingdom.
Inside the lavish room Sarah had awakened and become slightly angry at the fact she was somewhere she never asked to be. Yawning, she decided to get dressed and figure out what to do. The best option she came up with was finding the Goblin King and giving him a peice of her mind. Happy with the idea, she got up and walked around the room. Finding a wooden door of to the side she inpected it and found it the be the biggest bathroom she had ever seen. Looking in the mirror, she noticed tear trails on her face and her eyes were a bit puffy. Sighing she realized she needed a shower, maybe it would wake her up.
While laying in a hot bubbly tub the size of her bathroom back home, she realized with a jolt that she probably wished herself away in her sleep. Could he really take her if she had no knowledge she even said the words? Well he did, so he must have been bound by some rule. She was absolutely sure after his defeat with an ego that big, he would never want to see her again. Oh well, I guess he`ll just have to deal with it. She thought as she sunk further into the relaxing water.
Oh No! What if he doesnt? What if he turns her into a goblin because he hates her? Sorrow washed over her. She really did not want to spend the rest of her life as a dirty little midget creature. She would just have to revise her plan and talk to him instead and try to smooth things over. Oh that will be interesting, she thought as she slipped out and wrapped a thick burgundy colored robe that had just appeared on the towel rack, around her. She exited and was thinking of something to wear when she heard a sound like someone clearing their throat. Expecting to see the King sitting on her bed, she wasnt prepared for the adorably cute goblin standing at attention by the head of her bed.
She stopped dead and stared at him. He had wild red spikey hair and dark eyes. He was rather short for a goblin if she remembered correctly. He was only as tall as her mid thigh. He took a step forward and motioned towards a plate of food on the stand next to her bed. Smiling, she walked towards him and reached for the food. He quickly took a few steps back. A bit puzzeled she sat on the edge of her bed and watched him watching her. He seemed unconfortable and stood near the door.
"Come here." She said gently. He walked to her slowly and stood a few feet away. Now what did that nasty King say to him? She wondered then motioned to the chair beside her bed. His eyes widened a little but he turned and hopped up into it and dangled his feet off the side. He continued to watch her.
"Thank you for bringing me something to eat." She said sweetly as she tilted her head a bit and looked at him some more. Trying to get the thing to talk to her was like pulling teeth. It nodded it head, then looked towards the door.
"Do you have somewhere else you need to be? Could you stay and tell me a few things first?" She asked gently. He turned back to her and shook his head slowly then spoke in a soft but clear voice.
"I was told to see to your comfort. To see that you had food. His Majesty said I was to serve you in any way I can be of help." She smiled brightly and he slowly returned it.
"So, youre supposed to be like my servant?"
"Yes. I will show you around the castle." He replied.
"Thats great! But I would like to see the King soon." She said as she finished her meal. She got up and went to the dresser. Wait, this is MY dresser. How did it ? Did he? Oh hell, best not to bother with it. She turned and went to the closet. If Im going to see him, I might as well look presentable considering he probably saw me bawling last night. The goblin coughed behind her. She turned and found him at the door with the empty tray in his small hands ready to leave.
"Wait, I dont know your name," She said coming over and putting a hand on the door.
He looked up at her quizically then anwsered he didnt have a name. Apalled Sarah bent down and looked at him. Suddenly she got an idea.
"It would be so much easier for me if you had a name, do you mind if I give you one? You wouldnt have to use it all the time." She tried to be as convincing as she could. The goblin stared at her for a minute then said,
" Of coarse. It doesnt matter, you would probably be the only one to address me by it." He added a little sadly.
"Okay then, what to name you..." She sat on the floor and looked at him hard then her face broke into a smile. " How about I call you Gordo?" She asked. He nodded quickly and smiled. He wouldnt have imagined having a name would make him feel this important.
"Will you come back in a little while and show me around Gordo?" She said as she got up and opened the door for him.
"Yes, and I will take you all around the castle. Im sure you will really like the gardens."
" Great! I love flowers, can we go there first? Everything else can wait cant it?" He smiled at her tone, and nodded again. He was out the door and a few steps down the corridor when she poked her head out and called to him.
"Gordo! By the way you can just call me Sarah." He turned and smiled then kept on his way. Gordo, why does that sound so right? Thought the goblin happily. Wow, Miss Sarah was very nice, he was glad the King picked him to be her manservant, he was excited at the though that they might become friends. He hurried to the kitchen so he could get back and take her out into the gardens.
Sorry this took so long. I wrote out an outline for the entire fic so hopefully I will be updating alot more often. Thanks alot for the reviews. I read a really cool fic that had this line at the end and I thought it was so cute, I hope that author doesnt mind if I use it. Well, untill next time...
"Please leave a contribution in the little box." ;P he he
**Dreaming** /' 'Talking'
Chapter 3:
As soon as he entered the bedchamber he made a direct line for the bed. Pieces of clothing dropped and scattered everywhere on the floor. Crawling under dark silk sheets, he sighed and tried to relax his worn body.
Bringing her here definately wasnt easy that was certain, he thought as he stretched and winced at the overall soreness in his muscles. Yawning tiredly he closed his eyes.Then snapped them wide open.
Sarah was having a dream about the Underworld, and him. To Jareth a dream was the same as saying his name here. He saw every person who muttered his name or who dreamed about him. It was a farely new skill, but hed always been able to see the dreams others had involving him. Thinking back to Sarah, he vaguely remembered her having a dream about his world or him every so often. Usually on the anniversary of his defeat. Typical, she would only remember him in her subconciousness. It was hard to tell exactly what her dreams were like because of the demention buffers keeping his mind from seeing into hers completely.
But now with her just down the hall, if she dreamed about him or his kingdom he would see the images as clear as if he was the one dreaming. Closing his eyes, he let his mind become peaceful as sleep invaded his senses.
Jolting into her dream he saw her running through the begining of the labyrinth. So, little Sarah was dreaming about the last time she was here? He felt her apprehension as she ran. Then the scene suddenly shifted and he saw himself as she must have. Tall, and handsome in his navy blue outfit, he knew in that instant that she thought blue was the perfect color for him. He would have smirked if he had a body, he would have to remember that for future purposes.
As they danced in the illusion he had created so long ago for her, he could feel her total enchantment. She was focused on him and nothing else as he watched his dream-self sing the song he had made for her. How could she have not seen that everything he did, he did it for her? His mind drew back to the dream as his illusion shattered and his owl form, flew around the livingroom of her old house. The scene flashed to a safe baby brother in his crib. Then the child was gone and Sarah was in her room with her friends and the fierys and even a few of his golbins. He remembered well that night, her happiness as he watched from the tree outside the window. Then the party was over and she was alone again. Sadness overcame her as she flung herself on her bed. Interest piqued, he watched as she curled into a ball and sobbed
"Why didnt you come? Do you hate me now?"
Deep sorrow washed over him and the dream ended. Sarah dreamed easily from then on but Jareth had a hard time calming his mind. His thoughts were scattered. Had that really happened or was it just a part of the dream? Slowly he relaxed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
He hadnt gotten much sleep when the goblin came to his door knocking lightly. He growled, surely the creature knew he had just gotten back.
"What!" He barked as a humble looking small goblin entered and bowed.
"Sire, the woman in the other room is moving about. I think she may be in the bath."
The shy creature backed away quickly and turned to the door waiting for his dismissal. Jareth spoke quickly.
"I just brought her here, how can she be awake already?" The young goblin turned back and raised a questioning furry red eyebrow.
"But your majesty, you arrived back five hours ago."
"Hmm." Jareth murmured as he motioned for the goblin to go.
"Thank you. See to it that she has breakfast ready when she gets out." The goblin bowed again and retreated. Jareth dressed and walked out into the hall.
"Now, to bring her posessions here," He said to the empty hallway as he conjured a crystal. Quickly he looked into it and smirked, then walking down the corridor and rounding at the end he came to her door. The best guest room was in the end of his wing of the castle. He didnt have to walk far to reach it from his room. Listening quietly he didnt hear any sounds coming from within. Slowly he opened to door an inch. The door to the large bathroom was slightly ajar. The little red haired goblin was right. He opened the heavy mohagany door a little further and tossed the ball inside, then backed out and shut the door softly behind him. That didnt take as much energy as he originally thought. Turning he saw the petite creature with a tray of food coming towards him. Smiling to the obedient goblin he said
"She, no doubt, will be a little disoriented. Please go easy with her. I trust you would like a break from your normal work?" He asked this in such a way it sounded like he was informing the small thing of its new task.
"Yes sire, of coarse." It nodded and entered Sarahs room. Jareth was quick to get out of sight from the door. He didnt want her to see him just yet. He went to his study so he could get caught up to date on the latest happenings in his kingdom.
Inside the lavish room Sarah had awakened and become slightly angry at the fact she was somewhere she never asked to be. Yawning, she decided to get dressed and figure out what to do. The best option she came up with was finding the Goblin King and giving him a peice of her mind. Happy with the idea, she got up and walked around the room. Finding a wooden door of to the side she inpected it and found it the be the biggest bathroom she had ever seen. Looking in the mirror, she noticed tear trails on her face and her eyes were a bit puffy. Sighing she realized she needed a shower, maybe it would wake her up.
While laying in a hot bubbly tub the size of her bathroom back home, she realized with a jolt that she probably wished herself away in her sleep. Could he really take her if she had no knowledge she even said the words? Well he did, so he must have been bound by some rule. She was absolutely sure after his defeat with an ego that big, he would never want to see her again. Oh well, I guess he`ll just have to deal with it. She thought as she sunk further into the relaxing water.
Oh No! What if he doesnt? What if he turns her into a goblin because he hates her? Sorrow washed over her. She really did not want to spend the rest of her life as a dirty little midget creature. She would just have to revise her plan and talk to him instead and try to smooth things over. Oh that will be interesting, she thought as she slipped out and wrapped a thick burgundy colored robe that had just appeared on the towel rack, around her. She exited and was thinking of something to wear when she heard a sound like someone clearing their throat. Expecting to see the King sitting on her bed, she wasnt prepared for the adorably cute goblin standing at attention by the head of her bed.
She stopped dead and stared at him. He had wild red spikey hair and dark eyes. He was rather short for a goblin if she remembered correctly. He was only as tall as her mid thigh. He took a step forward and motioned towards a plate of food on the stand next to her bed. Smiling, she walked towards him and reached for the food. He quickly took a few steps back. A bit puzzeled she sat on the edge of her bed and watched him watching her. He seemed unconfortable and stood near the door.
"Come here." She said gently. He walked to her slowly and stood a few feet away. Now what did that nasty King say to him? She wondered then motioned to the chair beside her bed. His eyes widened a little but he turned and hopped up into it and dangled his feet off the side. He continued to watch her.
"Thank you for bringing me something to eat." She said sweetly as she tilted her head a bit and looked at him some more. Trying to get the thing to talk to her was like pulling teeth. It nodded it head, then looked towards the door.
"Do you have somewhere else you need to be? Could you stay and tell me a few things first?" She asked gently. He turned back to her and shook his head slowly then spoke in a soft but clear voice.
"I was told to see to your comfort. To see that you had food. His Majesty said I was to serve you in any way I can be of help." She smiled brightly and he slowly returned it.
"So, youre supposed to be like my servant?"
"Yes. I will show you around the castle." He replied.
"Thats great! But I would like to see the King soon." She said as she finished her meal. She got up and went to the dresser. Wait, this is MY dresser. How did it ? Did he? Oh hell, best not to bother with it. She turned and went to the closet. If Im going to see him, I might as well look presentable considering he probably saw me bawling last night. The goblin coughed behind her. She turned and found him at the door with the empty tray in his small hands ready to leave.
"Wait, I dont know your name," She said coming over and putting a hand on the door.
He looked up at her quizically then anwsered he didnt have a name. Apalled Sarah bent down and looked at him. Suddenly she got an idea.
"It would be so much easier for me if you had a name, do you mind if I give you one? You wouldnt have to use it all the time." She tried to be as convincing as she could. The goblin stared at her for a minute then said,
" Of coarse. It doesnt matter, you would probably be the only one to address me by it." He added a little sadly.
"Okay then, what to name you..." She sat on the floor and looked at him hard then her face broke into a smile. " How about I call you Gordo?" She asked. He nodded quickly and smiled. He wouldnt have imagined having a name would make him feel this important.
"Will you come back in a little while and show me around Gordo?" She said as she got up and opened the door for him.
"Yes, and I will take you all around the castle. Im sure you will really like the gardens."
" Great! I love flowers, can we go there first? Everything else can wait cant it?" He smiled at her tone, and nodded again. He was out the door and a few steps down the corridor when she poked her head out and called to him.
"Gordo! By the way you can just call me Sarah." He turned and smiled then kept on his way. Gordo, why does that sound so right? Thought the goblin happily. Wow, Miss Sarah was very nice, he was glad the King picked him to be her manservant, he was excited at the though that they might become friends. He hurried to the kitchen so he could get back and take her out into the gardens.
Sorry this took so long. I wrote out an outline for the entire fic so hopefully I will be updating alot more often. Thanks alot for the reviews. I read a really cool fic that had this line at the end and I thought it was so cute, I hope that author doesnt mind if I use it. Well, untill next time...
"Please leave a contribution in the little box." ;P he he