A/N: sorry for the delay! I had a visual and speech due today and had to
scramble to get it done (actually I had my hook and thesis done this
morning - did I fail?) so ANYWAY, here's the scoop; I spent my entire
spring break with a three-year-old boy! He's blond too. Now, isn't that a
coincidence? His mom finally reprimanded me from calling him 'Toby' - said
I was planting unwantted seeds, then went on to say that that shouldn't
have aspired any thoughts. I laughed - and stopped calling him Toby. But,
my point is, that, um, well... I've SERIOUSLY been denoting Toby all along!
I should be able to talk and walk and all - but at limits. See, I learned
stuff: there is no 'it' or 'she'. EVERYTHING is a 'he' in three-year-old
language. There is no 'are' or 'aren't' or 'they' or 'them'. Only 'is' and
'other us' (from what I've learned of three-year-old language).
So THEREFORE Toby will be somewhat more SMARTER in the following chapters! Heehee!
Disclaimer: look at that - Disclaimer. Heh! So, what do you suppose a 'Disclaimer' is? Don't know? THEN HIGHLIGHT IT AND PRESS THE 'D' KEY, STUPID!!!!!
Chapter Started: 3/25/03 Chapter Finished: 3/27/03
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About an hour after the last chapter
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Sarah was miserable. I mean, more miserable then usual. She was sweaty, tired, bored, embarrassed, hot, she had a headache, and to top it all off neither she NOR her supposedly worst enemy (whom she was ashamedly admiring from behind) had shirts on! He didn't even have a modesty check above 13.8!
In FACT, Sarah was about to complain to Jareth (again) when Toby (still held protectively in front of her as though this would magically make her clean and WITH a shirt) woke up.
Toby woke up! OMG, call the guard, call the navy, the national police, the SECOND HAND SHERIFF.... Oh, hey, Toby was waking up - that's good, Sarah thought.
"Sawah?" he asked somewhat stupidly. Then he remembered what happened before he fainted (like a nina!!!!! That's spanish for Little Girl!!!) and he promptly burst into tears. What kind of three-year-old blond wouldn't? see, I mentioned this because Sarah is Sweaty, tired, bored, embarrassed, hot, and shirtless while holding Toby. What's going to happen when he wakes up and starts screaming and kicking? DING DING DING!!! She dropped him.
But this only caused more problems because Sarah immediately felt guilty and scared and worried for Toby's well-being on top of her other feelings before, and Toby was even more scared (hadn't opened his eyes) and therefore screamed louder. [can boys scream? I know BABY boys can scream *glances about* but can toddlers scream? The one I spent my spring break with was the most adorable thing - I couldn't punish him. I'm going to be a bad mother someday. ^_^()]
SO, in conclusion, Jareth turned around impatiently and walked back to a wailing Toby (boys can wail) and a now wailing Sarah (fifteen year olds have high voices.... um, I think that I'll make Sarah a first soprano in this. :D).
He considered yelling (Somehow our favorite (and only) Goblin King had gotten into a pissy mood) but his moral cut him short. Besides, they were both pretty cute when they were sad like that. His hands fell from his hips and Jareth knelt in front of them.
"Assa lle elee, hin." He instructed calmly. MAGIC! Toby immediately stopped crying and opened his eyes, staring blearily about. (A/N: it's a Magical tongue that only Jareth and his family (elven side) can use. The above translation would be 'open your eyes, child'. Elvish - neat, isn't it? but in MY fanfic it only works on children.) so therefore, Jareth was at a loss as to what he should do about a Sarah that was hitting a nonstop rather nice soprano line.
"Uh, Sarah?" he asked, then louder "SARAH, SHUT UP ALREADY!" Amazingly enough, Sarah shut up and stared at him bleary-eyed. Had her ears deceived her? Had sweet, gentle, singing, gorgeous, somewhat quiet, and wuvvle, Jareth just yelled?
Sarah was speechless.
"Thank you." And with that statement, Jareth picked up a now grinning-like- an-idiot Toby and cradled him against his hip before turning around and trekking on.
It took him maybe an hour to realize that Sarah hadn't been following.
Sarah was still sitting there in frozen shock, and she didn't even move when a distant yet loud shout; "SARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!" made even more wolves, bears, wolfbears, and whatever else run in fear.
(A/N: hey, J is stressed. This is finally comin' down on his shoulders - trekking for a long time through emptiness until he reached his Labyrinth, which was probably inhabited by Mr. Willy [I'll think of his first name soon - vote for either Bob, Freddie, George, or Sophie. Which do you think suits Mr. Willy the best?] and Mr. Willy would most likely break everything and clean up so that Jareth wouldn't be able to find anything, and torture the chickens to death, and ruin the Labyrinth and weather and everything else that went along with the Labyrinth. Plus - oh, here's a bonus that Jareth was swooning over - Sarah who beat his Laby now called him 'wuvvle' frequently, stretched herself to the point of insanity of a sports paw(or was it dra?), not to mention the he kinds sorta liked her but she would never "like" him, etc., etc., etc., so there was angst too. Please forgive his slowly wavering patence. Oh, and he should anti-age soon, right? I'll do that!)
TWO hours later, Sarah had recomposed herself and was following behind Jareth, singing toddler songs with Toby and watching in silent admiration of the King in front of her.
Then she began to brood over him, I'm certain that you all know. *grins* Heheheh, you J/S fans are gonna love this.
Oh, yeah, back to the story!
He said that he was part Elf, part Fairy, she thought quietly. (A/N: no duh, she was thinking SO LOUD that the entire desert or wherever it is they are could here her. Actually, no, I was just being sarcastic - but Jareth can read minds - no, that gives him too much power for the J/S I have in store *gasps* did I just type that out loud? Anyway, I'll give him the power to sense EMOTIONS, you know, like Dianna Troi on Star Trek? Did I spell 'Dianna' right? Sorry, I won't interrupt this chapter anymore.)
I find that strangely... interesting, she thought on, and listened for a moment to Toby's version of "I'm a Barbie Girl". Then, of course, she thought some more, focusing her eyes on Jareth's back as he walked ahead like usual.
(A/N: oh, I'm going to put thoughts in single quotes, okay? Makes things easier. Did I say that I wouldn't interrupt this chapter anymore? Sorry, I promise it won't happen again.)
'This really is sweet of him,' Sarah thought. (I'm going to check my thesaurus for 'thought', hold on.... okay!) 'How he treated my side, and saved me and Toby, and is putting up with us. Not even looking at me that way either! That's a first,' she paused in her brooding to stare at Toby who had just invented another form of the Barbie Girl song including himself, Jareth, and her. Then she thought on!
'Plus he has to deal with anti-aging, and Mr. Willy... Putting up with us....' Sarah made a strong resolve to herself. 'I must help him. Maybe he'd let Toby and me (bad grammer, eh?) stay for a little while after this is all over?'. She frowned to herself, then felt an intense wave of pity and, believe it or not, a sense of protection for the boy in front of her. She continued her contemplation;
'I know that he's got to be older than he looks right now.... How old, I wonder? He's part Elf, and I heard that Elves can be immortal. Jareth might be three hundred for all I know!' she watched Jareth pause slightly, then continue on, tipping his head as though he wanted to look over his shoulder at her but thought better of it.
'Oh, how even more sweeter! He wants to smile reassuringly at me but won't because I asked him not to look!' Sarah's feelings intensified.
Jareth, meanwhile, was trying in vain to block out the feelings of protectiveness - pity he could deal with, pity from Sarah could be gotten rid of - but having somebody think him helpless and want to *protect* him???? Now that was going just a step too far!
However, Sarah can't read minds or emotions, being Human and all, so she continued her musing, considering Jareth from behind and ignoring Toby more carefully now. 'He is SO hot... Wait a second, did I just think that?!? No! no, bad Sarah!' her mind went blank for a moment. "Well, maybe not SO bad.....'
Toby had by now gotten bored and disliked being carried around so much. He squirmed and was somewhat surprised when Sarah let him go and walk on his own easily/without complaint. He walked by her almost stiff and shirtless form for a while then stumbled and sort-of ran to walk between her and Jareth. They were both so silent.... he immediately burst into a song of "Jareth and Sarah, sittin' in a tree! K I S S I N G! first comes love! Then comes marriage, then comes-" he stopped his song and quickly started up the Barbie Girl song again when both Jareth and Sarah froze and whirled on him.
Then their walking continued, along with more thoughts;
Jareth thinking: dang, that Toby kid is psychic.... No wonder Sarah wished him away!
Sarah thinking: Toby! Oh, you bad boy! How DARE you read my thoughts without my permission and embarrass me in front of my wuvvle?!? How did you read my thoughts?!? Are you psychic?!? No, stupid, he isn't. stop talking to yourself and get back to musing silently!
So, Jareth's thoughts focused ahead in the futeure and Mr. Willy, the only part of him paying attention to the others behind him were his trying to ignore Toby and a slight interest in feeling for Sarah's emotions. But then he gave up on that a while later when nothing exploded inside of her, and focused his attention on his issues.
Sarah, meanwhile, was rather *inspired* by Toby's song. 'I wonder if...?' She let her thoughts trail off, then something totally unexpected entered her mind and ahead of her Jareth froze and stumbled/tripped over his own feet. Toby bounced into him and the two toppled. Or, Jareth toppled and Toby tripped over him.
Jareth gave a muffled curse. "Unmarth!" to be exact. Toby gave a muffled agreement.
He knew EXACTLY just WHAT had just intimated from Sarah, and it shocked him, to say the least. (A/N: any guesses? Heehee!) but now that he was face down in the dirt he was now over the first shock of what he had felt and now he had a mix of emotions himself; curiosity, an ill sort of pleasure, unsureness, and a much stronger feeling of............. pain? He turned his head to the side and looked at his hand. He watched it grow a little smaller, barely audible, in something akin to bemusement, then he swallowed and pushed himself up.
There was an odd sort of buzzing in his ears, and he barely registered Toby's and Sarah's shouts or the sense of fear coming from both, along still from that other thing from Sarah. Then everything went black.
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A/N: sorry I had to end this so soon. I haven't writtten this fic in a while, and thus am 'out of practice' in its going-abouts. Remember to tell me which name you would like best for Mr. Willy's first name! Bob, Freddie, George, or Sophie. Please let me know what you think, otherwise I'll automatically think of something LOGICAL, and nobody wants THAT! ;) oh, special note to *Elf: ya really think so??? In truth, I've only been 'constructively criticized' once, so I wouldn't know. *scratches head* I've got no idea. ^_^() heh, welcome to the world of the blondes. Btw, where did you get the name 'Elf'? curiosity may have killed the cat, but satisfaction DID bring him back!
So THEREFORE Toby will be somewhat more SMARTER in the following chapters! Heehee!
Disclaimer: look at that - Disclaimer. Heh! So, what do you suppose a 'Disclaimer' is? Don't know? THEN HIGHLIGHT IT AND PRESS THE 'D' KEY, STUPID!!!!!
Chapter Started: 3/25/03 Chapter Finished: 3/27/03
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About an hour after the last chapter
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Sarah was miserable. I mean, more miserable then usual. She was sweaty, tired, bored, embarrassed, hot, she had a headache, and to top it all off neither she NOR her supposedly worst enemy (whom she was ashamedly admiring from behind) had shirts on! He didn't even have a modesty check above 13.8!
In FACT, Sarah was about to complain to Jareth (again) when Toby (still held protectively in front of her as though this would magically make her clean and WITH a shirt) woke up.
Toby woke up! OMG, call the guard, call the navy, the national police, the SECOND HAND SHERIFF.... Oh, hey, Toby was waking up - that's good, Sarah thought.
"Sawah?" he asked somewhat stupidly. Then he remembered what happened before he fainted (like a nina!!!!! That's spanish for Little Girl!!!) and he promptly burst into tears. What kind of three-year-old blond wouldn't? see, I mentioned this because Sarah is Sweaty, tired, bored, embarrassed, hot, and shirtless while holding Toby. What's going to happen when he wakes up and starts screaming and kicking? DING DING DING!!! She dropped him.
But this only caused more problems because Sarah immediately felt guilty and scared and worried for Toby's well-being on top of her other feelings before, and Toby was even more scared (hadn't opened his eyes) and therefore screamed louder. [can boys scream? I know BABY boys can scream *glances about* but can toddlers scream? The one I spent my spring break with was the most adorable thing - I couldn't punish him. I'm going to be a bad mother someday. ^_^()]
SO, in conclusion, Jareth turned around impatiently and walked back to a wailing Toby (boys can wail) and a now wailing Sarah (fifteen year olds have high voices.... um, I think that I'll make Sarah a first soprano in this. :D).
He considered yelling (Somehow our favorite (and only) Goblin King had gotten into a pissy mood) but his moral cut him short. Besides, they were both pretty cute when they were sad like that. His hands fell from his hips and Jareth knelt in front of them.
"Assa lle elee, hin." He instructed calmly. MAGIC! Toby immediately stopped crying and opened his eyes, staring blearily about. (A/N: it's a Magical tongue that only Jareth and his family (elven side) can use. The above translation would be 'open your eyes, child'. Elvish - neat, isn't it? but in MY fanfic it only works on children.) so therefore, Jareth was at a loss as to what he should do about a Sarah that was hitting a nonstop rather nice soprano line.
"Uh, Sarah?" he asked, then louder "SARAH, SHUT UP ALREADY!" Amazingly enough, Sarah shut up and stared at him bleary-eyed. Had her ears deceived her? Had sweet, gentle, singing, gorgeous, somewhat quiet, and wuvvle, Jareth just yelled?
Sarah was speechless.
"Thank you." And with that statement, Jareth picked up a now grinning-like- an-idiot Toby and cradled him against his hip before turning around and trekking on.
It took him maybe an hour to realize that Sarah hadn't been following.
Sarah was still sitting there in frozen shock, and she didn't even move when a distant yet loud shout; "SARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!" made even more wolves, bears, wolfbears, and whatever else run in fear.
(A/N: hey, J is stressed. This is finally comin' down on his shoulders - trekking for a long time through emptiness until he reached his Labyrinth, which was probably inhabited by Mr. Willy [I'll think of his first name soon - vote for either Bob, Freddie, George, or Sophie. Which do you think suits Mr. Willy the best?] and Mr. Willy would most likely break everything and clean up so that Jareth wouldn't be able to find anything, and torture the chickens to death, and ruin the Labyrinth and weather and everything else that went along with the Labyrinth. Plus - oh, here's a bonus that Jareth was swooning over - Sarah who beat his Laby now called him 'wuvvle' frequently, stretched herself to the point of insanity of a sports paw(or was it dra?), not to mention the he kinds sorta liked her but she would never "like" him, etc., etc., etc., so there was angst too. Please forgive his slowly wavering patence. Oh, and he should anti-age soon, right? I'll do that!)
TWO hours later, Sarah had recomposed herself and was following behind Jareth, singing toddler songs with Toby and watching in silent admiration of the King in front of her.
Then she began to brood over him, I'm certain that you all know. *grins* Heheheh, you J/S fans are gonna love this.
Oh, yeah, back to the story!
He said that he was part Elf, part Fairy, she thought quietly. (A/N: no duh, she was thinking SO LOUD that the entire desert or wherever it is they are could here her. Actually, no, I was just being sarcastic - but Jareth can read minds - no, that gives him too much power for the J/S I have in store *gasps* did I just type that out loud? Anyway, I'll give him the power to sense EMOTIONS, you know, like Dianna Troi on Star Trek? Did I spell 'Dianna' right? Sorry, I won't interrupt this chapter anymore.)
I find that strangely... interesting, she thought on, and listened for a moment to Toby's version of "I'm a Barbie Girl". Then, of course, she thought some more, focusing her eyes on Jareth's back as he walked ahead like usual.
(A/N: oh, I'm going to put thoughts in single quotes, okay? Makes things easier. Did I say that I wouldn't interrupt this chapter anymore? Sorry, I promise it won't happen again.)
'This really is sweet of him,' Sarah thought. (I'm going to check my thesaurus for 'thought', hold on.... okay!) 'How he treated my side, and saved me and Toby, and is putting up with us. Not even looking at me that way either! That's a first,' she paused in her brooding to stare at Toby who had just invented another form of the Barbie Girl song including himself, Jareth, and her. Then she thought on!
'Plus he has to deal with anti-aging, and Mr. Willy... Putting up with us....' Sarah made a strong resolve to herself. 'I must help him. Maybe he'd let Toby and me (bad grammer, eh?) stay for a little while after this is all over?'. She frowned to herself, then felt an intense wave of pity and, believe it or not, a sense of protection for the boy in front of her. She continued her contemplation;
'I know that he's got to be older than he looks right now.... How old, I wonder? He's part Elf, and I heard that Elves can be immortal. Jareth might be three hundred for all I know!' she watched Jareth pause slightly, then continue on, tipping his head as though he wanted to look over his shoulder at her but thought better of it.
'Oh, how even more sweeter! He wants to smile reassuringly at me but won't because I asked him not to look!' Sarah's feelings intensified.
Jareth, meanwhile, was trying in vain to block out the feelings of protectiveness - pity he could deal with, pity from Sarah could be gotten rid of - but having somebody think him helpless and want to *protect* him???? Now that was going just a step too far!
However, Sarah can't read minds or emotions, being Human and all, so she continued her musing, considering Jareth from behind and ignoring Toby more carefully now. 'He is SO hot... Wait a second, did I just think that?!? No! no, bad Sarah!' her mind went blank for a moment. "Well, maybe not SO bad.....'
Toby had by now gotten bored and disliked being carried around so much. He squirmed and was somewhat surprised when Sarah let him go and walk on his own easily/without complaint. He walked by her almost stiff and shirtless form for a while then stumbled and sort-of ran to walk between her and Jareth. They were both so silent.... he immediately burst into a song of "Jareth and Sarah, sittin' in a tree! K I S S I N G! first comes love! Then comes marriage, then comes-" he stopped his song and quickly started up the Barbie Girl song again when both Jareth and Sarah froze and whirled on him.
Then their walking continued, along with more thoughts;
Jareth thinking: dang, that Toby kid is psychic.... No wonder Sarah wished him away!
Sarah thinking: Toby! Oh, you bad boy! How DARE you read my thoughts without my permission and embarrass me in front of my wuvvle?!? How did you read my thoughts?!? Are you psychic?!? No, stupid, he isn't. stop talking to yourself and get back to musing silently!
So, Jareth's thoughts focused ahead in the futeure and Mr. Willy, the only part of him paying attention to the others behind him were his trying to ignore Toby and a slight interest in feeling for Sarah's emotions. But then he gave up on that a while later when nothing exploded inside of her, and focused his attention on his issues.
Sarah, meanwhile, was rather *inspired* by Toby's song. 'I wonder if...?' She let her thoughts trail off, then something totally unexpected entered her mind and ahead of her Jareth froze and stumbled/tripped over his own feet. Toby bounced into him and the two toppled. Or, Jareth toppled and Toby tripped over him.
Jareth gave a muffled curse. "Unmarth!" to be exact. Toby gave a muffled agreement.
He knew EXACTLY just WHAT had just intimated from Sarah, and it shocked him, to say the least. (A/N: any guesses? Heehee!) but now that he was face down in the dirt he was now over the first shock of what he had felt and now he had a mix of emotions himself; curiosity, an ill sort of pleasure, unsureness, and a much stronger feeling of............. pain? He turned his head to the side and looked at his hand. He watched it grow a little smaller, barely audible, in something akin to bemusement, then he swallowed and pushed himself up.
There was an odd sort of buzzing in his ears, and he barely registered Toby's and Sarah's shouts or the sense of fear coming from both, along still from that other thing from Sarah. Then everything went black.
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A/N: sorry I had to end this so soon. I haven't writtten this fic in a while, and thus am 'out of practice' in its going-abouts. Remember to tell me which name you would like best for Mr. Willy's first name! Bob, Freddie, George, or Sophie. Please let me know what you think, otherwise I'll automatically think of something LOGICAL, and nobody wants THAT! ;) oh, special note to *Elf: ya really think so??? In truth, I've only been 'constructively criticized' once, so I wouldn't know. *scratches head* I've got no idea. ^_^() heh, welcome to the world of the blondes. Btw, where did you get the name 'Elf'? curiosity may have killed the cat, but satisfaction DID bring him back!