Title: Triangles
Part Six: Labyrinth
Author: It's Me, Whatever My Name May Be
Disclaimer: I own nada, I repeat nada when it comes to the idea, creation or final product. Scratch that last statement. I own nada when it comes to the idea, creation or the characters. I own a movie, but I had to pay for it.
Summary: The legendary peace treaties. Not a very long peace meeting but an all-nighter but Jareth into a foul-mood.
A/N: Hey. And yes, since I haven't gotten around to commenting on this, Jareth's always been a gentleman in my standards. At least when he comes to things like people changing. So Angela drugged Marcus... Yay! Go Angela! Marcus becomes more of the bad guy in this chapter, but he's not alone. There should be one more sometime. I think, anyway. So everyone knows the drill, read and review. Have a nice day (or night).
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The next morning, Angela took the opportunity to listen in on the 'peace treaty' by serving the men breakfast. A simple spell caused Marcus to not realize that it was her serving them, and a finger to her lips and a bit of dazzle-dust, as she called it, told Jareth to stay quiet about her presence.
" As you are quite aware of brother, my lands border that infernal bog of yours. A peace treaty, I'm hoping, would allow me to place magic there to stop the smell from seeping over into my lands." Angela shook her head from behind Marcus where she was pouring more water.
" Yes, that bog has proved quite useful since it is the only place where you can evade. And you should know well enough, brother, that by allowing you to put your magic there, I would have to drop mine. Which would then leave that section defenseless."
Marcus put a hand to his chest, in a feigned indignity, " That's an insult Jareth. I would protect your kingdom like my own."
'A little too much like your own,' Angela thought, grumbling in her mind.
" Still, you must understand my reservations."
" Of course. The peace treaty would-" Angela spoke up, disguising her voice by lowering it too pitches.
" If I may milord?" Jareth simply raised an eyebrow. " You strengthen the charms, put up the spell that his Lordship wants to put up to stop the smell from poisoning his inhabitants. That way your protection spells wouldn't have to be removed." Marcus looked ready to spit when she stopped talking.
" That sounds like an idea. But what do I get in return?"
' I was supposed to relieve you of the duty of kingship.' " What do you want brother? I noticed that your Labyrinth was crumbling in a few places. Perhaps one of my construction crews could come patch it up."
Considering the Labyrinth was tied into Jareth's magic, what Marcus had just suggested was an incredible insult, one that Angela didn't blame him for reacting to.
" I want to never have to see you again except on those occasions when all of the Underground gather. I want never to have to hear you speak in my presence again unless *I* deem it so. Understood?"
Marcus swallowed and nodded his head, scared of his brother for the first time he could remember in his long life. With a simple wave of his hand a crystal appeared at his fingertips. Flinging the window open with his magic, Jareth hurled the orb out the window, making it disappear to the Bog of Eternal Stench.
" You have a week to get out. After that, I will make sure that you take a bath in that 'infernal bog' and the spell to keep the smell from polluting your kingdom will be removed, do you understand?"
" Ye-yes brother." Marcus scurried off to his rooms as Jareth slumped into his chair.
Angela dropped the glitter and kneeled next to Jareth. " Impressive, I must say."
" I hate this job."
Groaning once more, he rubbed his fingers into his closed lids trying to get the headache to disappear before it hit full force. A cool hand on his forehead and a sprinkling of what felt like ice-cold spring water, and the headache was gone. Opening his eyes, so was Angela.
" Sarah's up, your majesty." Jareth didn't acknowledge the messenger, simply stood and walked out the door down the hall to her quarters. " He doesn't know what he wants is right under his nose and she's too silly to do anything about it." The few goblins in the hall got out of Atara's way, not paying any attention to her mutterings.
Angela was in the library when Atara found her. She had been spending most of her free time over the last year and a half in the library; finding more and more books than she ever thought possible.
" If you are going to tell me what a fool I am to let him be happy with Sarah, or for not telling him how I feel, you can save your breath and go away right now." Atara smiled at the younger woman.
" You know me to well." Atara smiled once more at her back and left the room, left Angela alone with her thoughts, feelings and books.
Angela turned, a crystal cradled in her hands, watching the exchange between Goblin King and the only person to have ever defeated the magnificent Labyrinth. Tossing the crystal from her, she jumped, and appeared behind Hoggle looking at the Labyrinth from the beginning.
" Hello Hoggle. Sarah's here you know." Angela didn't look at the little knobby, brown-skinned dwarf.
" I know. But she ain't wanted nothin' ta do wit me fer the last two yeers. If she wants ta talk ta me, she'll come ta me."
" I'm sorry Hoggle." Angela plainly heard the disappointment in the dwarf's voice losing the only friend he had.
" Ya ain't got nothin' ta do wit it." He said, spraying another fairy and kicking dust over its body.
" I'm still sorry. It's hard to lose friends. Speaking of friends, can you open a door into the Labyrinth?" Hoggle was so shocked that he completely stopped mid-spray. He was brought back to his senses when the little being bit him.
" Why would ya want ta go in dere?"
" Because." Hoggle was the only other inhabitant of the Labyrinth besides Atara to know of her feelings for the King. Looking absently at the ground, he kicked at the dirt and answered.
" It's over dere." He pointed to a door which Angela knew hadn't been there before.
" Thanks Hoggle. Sarah's stupid for not talking to you more." Hugging the little dwarf, she moved into the Labyrinth, stopping to watch the doors close behind her.
Part Six: Labyrinth
Author: It's Me, Whatever My Name May Be
Disclaimer: I own nada, I repeat nada when it comes to the idea, creation or final product. Scratch that last statement. I own nada when it comes to the idea, creation or the characters. I own a movie, but I had to pay for it.
Summary: The legendary peace treaties. Not a very long peace meeting but an all-nighter but Jareth into a foul-mood.
A/N: Hey. And yes, since I haven't gotten around to commenting on this, Jareth's always been a gentleman in my standards. At least when he comes to things like people changing. So Angela drugged Marcus... Yay! Go Angela! Marcus becomes more of the bad guy in this chapter, but he's not alone. There should be one more sometime. I think, anyway. So everyone knows the drill, read and review. Have a nice day (or night).
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The next morning, Angela took the opportunity to listen in on the 'peace treaty' by serving the men breakfast. A simple spell caused Marcus to not realize that it was her serving them, and a finger to her lips and a bit of dazzle-dust, as she called it, told Jareth to stay quiet about her presence.
" As you are quite aware of brother, my lands border that infernal bog of yours. A peace treaty, I'm hoping, would allow me to place magic there to stop the smell from seeping over into my lands." Angela shook her head from behind Marcus where she was pouring more water.
" Yes, that bog has proved quite useful since it is the only place where you can evade. And you should know well enough, brother, that by allowing you to put your magic there, I would have to drop mine. Which would then leave that section defenseless."
Marcus put a hand to his chest, in a feigned indignity, " That's an insult Jareth. I would protect your kingdom like my own."
'A little too much like your own,' Angela thought, grumbling in her mind.
" Still, you must understand my reservations."
" Of course. The peace treaty would-" Angela spoke up, disguising her voice by lowering it too pitches.
" If I may milord?" Jareth simply raised an eyebrow. " You strengthen the charms, put up the spell that his Lordship wants to put up to stop the smell from poisoning his inhabitants. That way your protection spells wouldn't have to be removed." Marcus looked ready to spit when she stopped talking.
" That sounds like an idea. But what do I get in return?"
' I was supposed to relieve you of the duty of kingship.' " What do you want brother? I noticed that your Labyrinth was crumbling in a few places. Perhaps one of my construction crews could come patch it up."
Considering the Labyrinth was tied into Jareth's magic, what Marcus had just suggested was an incredible insult, one that Angela didn't blame him for reacting to.
" I want to never have to see you again except on those occasions when all of the Underground gather. I want never to have to hear you speak in my presence again unless *I* deem it so. Understood?"
Marcus swallowed and nodded his head, scared of his brother for the first time he could remember in his long life. With a simple wave of his hand a crystal appeared at his fingertips. Flinging the window open with his magic, Jareth hurled the orb out the window, making it disappear to the Bog of Eternal Stench.
" You have a week to get out. After that, I will make sure that you take a bath in that 'infernal bog' and the spell to keep the smell from polluting your kingdom will be removed, do you understand?"
" Ye-yes brother." Marcus scurried off to his rooms as Jareth slumped into his chair.
Angela dropped the glitter and kneeled next to Jareth. " Impressive, I must say."
" I hate this job."
Groaning once more, he rubbed his fingers into his closed lids trying to get the headache to disappear before it hit full force. A cool hand on his forehead and a sprinkling of what felt like ice-cold spring water, and the headache was gone. Opening his eyes, so was Angela.
" Sarah's up, your majesty." Jareth didn't acknowledge the messenger, simply stood and walked out the door down the hall to her quarters. " He doesn't know what he wants is right under his nose and she's too silly to do anything about it." The few goblins in the hall got out of Atara's way, not paying any attention to her mutterings.
Angela was in the library when Atara found her. She had been spending most of her free time over the last year and a half in the library; finding more and more books than she ever thought possible.
" If you are going to tell me what a fool I am to let him be happy with Sarah, or for not telling him how I feel, you can save your breath and go away right now." Atara smiled at the younger woman.
" You know me to well." Atara smiled once more at her back and left the room, left Angela alone with her thoughts, feelings and books.
Angela turned, a crystal cradled in her hands, watching the exchange between Goblin King and the only person to have ever defeated the magnificent Labyrinth. Tossing the crystal from her, she jumped, and appeared behind Hoggle looking at the Labyrinth from the beginning.
" Hello Hoggle. Sarah's here you know." Angela didn't look at the little knobby, brown-skinned dwarf.
" I know. But she ain't wanted nothin' ta do wit me fer the last two yeers. If she wants ta talk ta me, she'll come ta me."
" I'm sorry Hoggle." Angela plainly heard the disappointment in the dwarf's voice losing the only friend he had.
" Ya ain't got nothin' ta do wit it." He said, spraying another fairy and kicking dust over its body.
" I'm still sorry. It's hard to lose friends. Speaking of friends, can you open a door into the Labyrinth?" Hoggle was so shocked that he completely stopped mid-spray. He was brought back to his senses when the little being bit him.
" Why would ya want ta go in dere?"
" Because." Hoggle was the only other inhabitant of the Labyrinth besides Atara to know of her feelings for the King. Looking absently at the ground, he kicked at the dirt and answered.
" It's over dere." He pointed to a door which Angela knew hadn't been there before.
" Thanks Hoggle. Sarah's stupid for not talking to you more." Hugging the little dwarf, she moved into the Labyrinth, stopping to watch the doors close behind her.