Title: Triangles
Part Three: Surprises
Author: Fire Fairy
Disclaimer: I wish
Summary: Jareth gives Angela a pleasant surprise and she repays his kindness by almost giving him a heart attack!
A/N: Hello. This chapter is just a scene that helps add Sarah in. Don't worry, she's coming next chapter. We get hints to another side of Angela, one Jareth can't see and one we probably won't grasp until I tell you, I know, I'm mean. For those ones of you who are smarter, don't give it away! That's cheating! And lastly, Anu, I didn't purposely do the name thing with Atara. That was a complete accident. I didn't even realize it meant anything. Go figure, huh? On with the story.
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" Hello Angela." He had knocked at her door, and when receiving no answer, walked in to find her. Jareth had not seen nor heard Angela since three days ago after dinner. Finding this annoying, he went to find the girl.
Hiding in her room Angela had hoped he'd forget about her. If the Goblin King didn't want her here she wouldn't be in his way.
" Didn't you say you didn't want to be turned into a dunder-headed goblin?" He asked, a mocking tone in his voice. Angela popped up from the opposite side of the bed where she had been hiding.
" You said you wouldn't do that." She protested, anger and fear flashing through her eyes.
" I don't have too. You're already acting like it. Come." He commanded from a few steps inside the door, when she didn't get up to move, he took another step forward.
Sighing and rolling her eyes she said, " Wait a minute." Ducking back behind the bed, grunting met the King's fae ears, settling the confusion that had been visible on his face. " Where are we going?" She stood up, revealing her whole body and not just her shoulders.
" It's a surprise." Since the girl had hinted unknowingly at her interests, Jareth had decided to be nice and personally show her to the library that had sustained him through a few centuries. They went down numerous hallways, turned frequent corners and stepped through a few rooms.
" Where are we going?" Angela tried the question again, hoping he'd tell her.
" It's a surprise. If you like it, I'll cast a spell so you just have to go through a door in your room." The trip was silent the rest of the way. As they stood in front of huge double doors, Jareth made her close her eyes.
Staring suspiciously at him, she pursed her lips and settled her arms over her chest, hoping he wasn't going to do something embarrassing. For her that is. Drawing her hand and leading her into a room she could almost see the smirk/smile settled on his lips.
" Alright, open them."
He had pulled her to the middle of a very big room and dropped her hand. For a minute, she thought he was going to leave her there. Opening her eyes, a sight twice as wonderful as anything Angela had ever seen greeted her eyes. She looked like she was in a candy store or that it was Christmas.
On every wall were shelves and bookcases, stacked three bookcases high, each seven tall apiece. Around the room were tables and chairs, all littered with books along with the occasional short four or five-foot bookcases scattered around the very large room.
" This room is bigger than the public library back home." She breathed, wonder and amazement in her eyes.
" I take it you like it?" He asked, confidence in his choice radiating from his every move. Angela turned around staring round-eyed at him.
" Like it? I love it!" She flung her arms around his neck and held on tightly. Jareth was confused for a moment, unsure what to do, until he pulled his arms in and patted her back lightly. She released him after one more squeeze and turned to gaze lovingly on the books in front of her.
" I'll leave you alone. Go to that door over there," he pointed to a shadowed door in the back of the room. " It should open onto the hallway where your room is." Smiling, he excused himself immediately from the room, getting away from the confusing mix of emotions.
Hours later, Jareth was sprawled across a rather comfortable armchair, gazing into a crystal, his eyes glazed over. Someone walked in, rather loudly and wasn't noticed a bit.
" Who's she?" A feminine voice from above his head snapped Jareth back from his reverie.
" Dahh!" He yelled, falling from the seat and landing ungracefully on his stomach, face down, hands just beneath his shoulder.
" Don't 'Dah' me mister. Who is she? Must have been pretty important for you to sit like that for two hours." The crystal rested on her fingertips, the image of an older Sarah still in its depths.
" Don't you knock?" He attempted to snatch it from her grasp as he had dusted himself off. She had effectively maneuvered herself into his seat sitting the exact same way he had been, looking straight at the image of a very beautiful dark haired girl.
" I did. You didn't hear me. What's her name?"
" Was I really sitting here for two hours?" Angela finally relinquished the crystal.
" Two hours and fifteen minutes to be exact. I passed when you started to sit down; I passed an hour after that, then fifteen minutes ago. You didn't move a muscle when I called your name."
" Her name is Sarah." Angela heard the regret in his voice and lowered her eyes.
" I'm sorry."
" There was nothing you could do." He said, the arrogance and coldness back in his voice and stance. The wall had been dropped between the two people once more. A wall that would stay in place for a year and a half.
Part Three: Surprises
Author: Fire Fairy
Disclaimer: I wish
Summary: Jareth gives Angela a pleasant surprise and she repays his kindness by almost giving him a heart attack!
A/N: Hello. This chapter is just a scene that helps add Sarah in. Don't worry, she's coming next chapter. We get hints to another side of Angela, one Jareth can't see and one we probably won't grasp until I tell you, I know, I'm mean. For those ones of you who are smarter, don't give it away! That's cheating! And lastly, Anu, I didn't purposely do the name thing with Atara. That was a complete accident. I didn't even realize it meant anything. Go figure, huh? On with the story.
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" Hello Angela." He had knocked at her door, and when receiving no answer, walked in to find her. Jareth had not seen nor heard Angela since three days ago after dinner. Finding this annoying, he went to find the girl.
Hiding in her room Angela had hoped he'd forget about her. If the Goblin King didn't want her here she wouldn't be in his way.
" Didn't you say you didn't want to be turned into a dunder-headed goblin?" He asked, a mocking tone in his voice. Angela popped up from the opposite side of the bed where she had been hiding.
" You said you wouldn't do that." She protested, anger and fear flashing through her eyes.
" I don't have too. You're already acting like it. Come." He commanded from a few steps inside the door, when she didn't get up to move, he took another step forward.
Sighing and rolling her eyes she said, " Wait a minute." Ducking back behind the bed, grunting met the King's fae ears, settling the confusion that had been visible on his face. " Where are we going?" She stood up, revealing her whole body and not just her shoulders.
" It's a surprise." Since the girl had hinted unknowingly at her interests, Jareth had decided to be nice and personally show her to the library that had sustained him through a few centuries. They went down numerous hallways, turned frequent corners and stepped through a few rooms.
" Where are we going?" Angela tried the question again, hoping he'd tell her.
" It's a surprise. If you like it, I'll cast a spell so you just have to go through a door in your room." The trip was silent the rest of the way. As they stood in front of huge double doors, Jareth made her close her eyes.
Staring suspiciously at him, she pursed her lips and settled her arms over her chest, hoping he wasn't going to do something embarrassing. For her that is. Drawing her hand and leading her into a room she could almost see the smirk/smile settled on his lips.
" Alright, open them."
He had pulled her to the middle of a very big room and dropped her hand. For a minute, she thought he was going to leave her there. Opening her eyes, a sight twice as wonderful as anything Angela had ever seen greeted her eyes. She looked like she was in a candy store or that it was Christmas.
On every wall were shelves and bookcases, stacked three bookcases high, each seven tall apiece. Around the room were tables and chairs, all littered with books along with the occasional short four or five-foot bookcases scattered around the very large room.
" This room is bigger than the public library back home." She breathed, wonder and amazement in her eyes.
" I take it you like it?" He asked, confidence in his choice radiating from his every move. Angela turned around staring round-eyed at him.
" Like it? I love it!" She flung her arms around his neck and held on tightly. Jareth was confused for a moment, unsure what to do, until he pulled his arms in and patted her back lightly. She released him after one more squeeze and turned to gaze lovingly on the books in front of her.
" I'll leave you alone. Go to that door over there," he pointed to a shadowed door in the back of the room. " It should open onto the hallway where your room is." Smiling, he excused himself immediately from the room, getting away from the confusing mix of emotions.
Hours later, Jareth was sprawled across a rather comfortable armchair, gazing into a crystal, his eyes glazed over. Someone walked in, rather loudly and wasn't noticed a bit.
" Who's she?" A feminine voice from above his head snapped Jareth back from his reverie.
" Dahh!" He yelled, falling from the seat and landing ungracefully on his stomach, face down, hands just beneath his shoulder.
" Don't 'Dah' me mister. Who is she? Must have been pretty important for you to sit like that for two hours." The crystal rested on her fingertips, the image of an older Sarah still in its depths.
" Don't you knock?" He attempted to snatch it from her grasp as he had dusted himself off. She had effectively maneuvered herself into his seat sitting the exact same way he had been, looking straight at the image of a very beautiful dark haired girl.
" I did. You didn't hear me. What's her name?"
" Was I really sitting here for two hours?" Angela finally relinquished the crystal.
" Two hours and fifteen minutes to be exact. I passed when you started to sit down; I passed an hour after that, then fifteen minutes ago. You didn't move a muscle when I called your name."
" Her name is Sarah." Angela heard the regret in his voice and lowered her eyes.
" I'm sorry."
" There was nothing you could do." He said, the arrogance and coldness back in his voice and stance. The wall had been dropped between the two people once more. A wall that would stay in place for a year and a half.