AN: Ok, I had to revise this chapter to work in some one, who had requested to be in it J not like that was a big problem, at all, hehe, anyhows, more the merrier, so I will post this and then hopefully tomorrow I will post a *NEW* Chapter. And while really this is a just for fun lil' listian fic, there are some pretty fun ideas I can across concerning Boromir that I stuck into this, so please read and review! J
"There they are Puck!"
A-M's eyes flew open, she whipped her head around to where Norma's voice had come from, smacking the crown of her head on Boromir's jaw in the process. Her hand flew to her head, smacking his face in the process, he doubled over, trying to protect his face from further damage, but only succeding in knocking her down, where she landed on his feet, taking him off balance. By the end of it Norma and Puck were standing with their jaws open, looking at the heaps of velvet and leather on the floor, that were moaning in pain.
Norma ran to her Muse while Puck aided Boromir up.
"Stupid peach." A-M muttered as she rubbed the back of her head. Boromir held a protective hand over the back of his head as he gave a pained look to A-M.
"I think its time we got out of here," Puck quickly filled the silence, " thanks for the dance J!" he shouted over the crowd to the Goblin King as he transported the group back to their path.
Norma blinked the magic from her eyes, taking in the junk heaps of they were standing, in, around and on. A-M and Boromir were once again in their normal clothes, both however were still rubbing their sore spots. Norma reached over to her Muse and pulled her in closer.
"What happened?"
"Didn't you see Norma?"
"Wellbut, still, I didn't hear everything" she grinned, lightening the mood.
"Well, we didn't say much, but its weird, I dunno, ya' know? Oh great, now I am making even less sense than I normally do!" Norma laughed.
"I bet there is fun to be had in the Junkyard."
"Oo, wonder if we can go antiqueing and make it rich above ground?"
"Oh, I bet Uncle J would love that." A-M bounced ahead, looking at the various junk heaps, hoping to find some treasure she could pawn off.
Boromir looked at her, confusion evident on his face.
"Don't even try to figure her out, one, she is female, two, she is a listian, and three well, she is just her, which is enough to drive anyone crazy." Puck advised the man.
Suddenly A-M yelped, dissapearing from view and falling into a junk heap.
"So umwho wants to get me out?" she yelled in a pitiful voice through the rubbish. Boromir ran forward, his instinct to protect taking over any qualms he had about whatever was going on between them.
Norma shrugged, knowing Puck had been on the verge of just transporting A-M out of the hole.
"Let him do the hero bit."
"As you say , my sweet."
"Hey! Is that a laptop over there?" Puck turned to look where Norma was pointing.
"Why don't we find out." They walked towards the glowing blue monitor that was carefully sitting on top of the junkpile that was adjacent to where A-M had fallen in.
"Oo!" Norma clicked a few buttons. "It has net access!"
Puck smiled and shook his head.
"Looks like you have time," he observed Boromir bending over to try and pull A-M out.
"Yay! I just need to quickly send out the next chapter of Holodreams, I can't believe how popular it has been!"
"Hun, you are a magnificent writer, why can't you believe that others would think so?" Puck put his arms around Norma and rested his chin on her shoulder as she typed up and email to the Labyrinth list.
Afton wandered through the junkyard, she had noticed Jareth looking at his crystal balls earlier, and she had recognized the junkyard when she peeked over his shoulder.
"Can you see my arm?" Boromir yelled down as he thrust it into the hole she had fallen into.
"I think so" A-M grasped at his hand, "this it?" she squeezed, his fingers tightening around hers.
"Indeed it is, now let's see if we can't get you out of there." With that, and much pulling and heaving A-M finally was back on the top layer of the Junkyard.
"Thank you." She looked up at Boromir's face, his eyes obscured by his hair, he turned from her, finding Norma and Puck standing near by.
"Think nothing of it, it was repayment for making you fall earlier." A-M looked down.
"Hello Afton!" Puck exclaimed, waving to a petite blonde haired girl that was
quickly approaching them, her curls brushing softly against her shoulders.
"Hey Puck!" She bounced up to the group, her emerald green tank top livening her entire expression.
"So just dropping by for a visit then, lass?"
"Of course! I saw J looking through his crystals and laughing his head off, since he only does that when he gets to torture someone in the Labyrinth I thought I might see who it was, see if I couldn't help in some way."
"Allow my to introduce everyone, that girl there with the ummA-M there is a banana peel on your head" Boromir plucked it out of her hair a look of disdain crossing his face as he tossed it over his shoulder. A-M lowered her head, trying to hide her bright red face.
"The man with the shield that looks like a dinner plate is Boromir. And this lovely lady," Puck squeezed Norma closer, "is my fiancee, Norma."
"Oh, cool!" Afton took a bite out of a peach she had been carrying. A-M, looked nervously at her watch.
"Ack! We gotta go, we only have one hour left," the group ran towards the exit of the Junkyard.
"Hey Afton!" Norma yelled, "Can you hit send for me on that email?"
"Sure!" Afton clicked a few times at the lap top, "Oo, this computer has a bunch of old listian stories.I wonder if J knows about this," Afton looked around, sure of her safety, she sat down and began to read.
Jareth watched through his window.
"Silly Muse, doing better than I thought you would, even with their help." He chuckled at her latest escapade, too amusing, he continued to watch.
"Better than cable, and fewer commercials." He quipped, munching on some popcorn.