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Me no own Labyrinth, but Mara, Jareth's family and story are mine!
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Mara stretched and rubbed her eyes. She felt wonderful this morning. *Those were some strange dreams! Maybe after
I get up I can talk Mom into taking me to the...* Her thought trailed off as her hand brushed satin, and then fur.
*Since when do I have satin and fur on my bed?* Opening her eyes, she was greeted with the sight of her father looming
over her. She slammed her eyes back shut. *IT WASN'T A DREAM!* 'No shit Sherlock!' Her mind snaped back. She slowly
opened her eyes and glared at her father's smirking face. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?"
"Not when said girl is sleeping in my room! Now, I need you to get up, my parents and sister are going to be arriving
any moment."
Mara groaned. "Not even time to get settled in and I get bombarded with relatives. And not just any relatives, the
ones that raised the man who claims to be my father and drives me crazy!"
"Mara..."
"Fine, I'm up, I'm up! Sheesh, you're worse than Mom!" Hauling herself out of bed she stretched. Before she could
create a crystal to change her clothes, her father had thown one at her. An explosion of glitter and quite a bit of
coughing ensued before Mara could see what he had done. "Next time, nix the glitter!" Looking down at herself, she
let out a scream of indignation. She was wearing a cotton candy pink creation that reminded her of the dresses her
mother used to try and cram her into as a child. "I don't friggen THINK SO! I am NOT 3 and I haven't worn pink in
YEARS! I can dress myself, thank you!" Glaring at her father, she pointed at the door. "Now OUT! I can dress myself
and if I have to wear a dress I will choose my own!"
Her father chuckled and shot her a smug look. "Fine, but you have to wear a dress, I will come and collect you in an hour.
Some of your mother's things are still on the vanity. I am sure she won't mind you using them if you are careful." With
that he dissapered in a shower of glitter.
"Not even with him for 48 hours and already he is dressing me in pink frilly things. Well I DON'T think so!" Dropping a
crystal, she was out of the dress and in a black robe. "First things first." pulling another crystal she suspended it in
mid air and set it to spinning. Evanescence blasted through the room, and Mara wandered over to the vanity. A hairbrush with
a few dark brown hairs clinging to it was settled on the table, next to it a small chest that probably containted jewlery.
A small smile crept over her face. She had the perfect idea of what to wear. But first, hair and makeup. A brush and a
box of bobby pins and elastics appeared with another crystal along with her makeup kit. She swept her hair up in a twist,
curls falling from the top of the twist. Several strands hung around her face and neck. A little magic and it was curled
into perfect ringlets and they would stay that way. Make up was another matter. Rummageing thru her case she pulled out
golds, blacks, reds, and grinned as she imagened her father's reaction. Golds and a black liner graced her eyes, and a
blood red lipstick was next, and a dash of gold glitter and she was done. One preserving spell insured that it wouldn't
budge. Now for the dress. She had the perfect one in mind. She tossed a crystal to the end of the bed and a blood red
puddle of fabric appeared. She quickly donned the dress. A bit of the fabric went around her neck, attaching six straps
to the dress, three in front, three in back. The straight neck line of the sleeveless dress was snug, emphasizing
her...attributes. The dress clung snugly all the way down past her hips and fell straight to the ground. A thigh high
slit on the right side exposing quite a bit of leg. Matching red heels,and a gold armband that wrapped around her upper
arm in the shape of a long chineese dragon nearly completed the ensamble. She opened her mother's jewel box, and right on
top were two gold combs with rubies twinkling from them. Setting them snugly in her hair she smiled at her reflection in
the mirror. Now all that was left to do was wait.
*An hour earlier*
Jareth appeared in his throne room, only to come face to face with his parents and his younger sister. "Your early," he
said casually.
"I want to see my grandaughter! Now where are you hiding her?" His mother looked at him expectantly, and he sighed.
"She in my room getting ready. I will fetch her in an hour..."
"What is my grandaughter doing in YOUR room?"
Jareth sighed. "I'll explain later. And Mother, I appologize about being such a terror when I was younger. I understand
completely!"
His mother threw her head back and laughed. "Not even a parent for 48 hours and already apologizing!" Rolling his eyes
Jareth stalked over to his throne and threw himself onto it. "Now Jareth dear, how has your kingdom been?" After about
an hour of chatting and updates on his kingdom, Jareth rose and started to excuse himself. "Dear, why don't you let me
go and retrieve your daughter. If she is anything like you another fight will ensue as soon as you enter that room.
Besides, Layla has been dying to be with her brother!" Jareth shot a glance at his younger sister who merely shrugged her
shoulders at him.
"Mother, I am sure I can talk to my daughter without..."
"Sit!" Jareth immediatly sat back down on his throne. "Stay! I will go get her." She shot Jareth a lopsided grin,"Besides
I think a few surprises might be good for her!" She then exited the throne room and walked towards her son's bedchambers.
*Back in Jareth's room*
Mara paced up and down the length of the room. What was taking so long! She wanted to get this overwith so she could try
and figure some way out of this mess! There was a sharp knock at the door and Mara nearly tripped over herself trying to
open it. "It is about time I thought you had forgotten me...in...here?" The man who had tormented her since her birthday
was not the one standing outside the door. A woman was there. She was a little shorter than Mara's 5 foot 7 inch frame
(5 foot 10 inches with the heels). She had the same moon touched blonde hair as Mara and Jareth and her high cheekbones
had also been passed down. However her eyes and slim figuring were what brought Mara up short. Her eyes were silver, not
gray and her figure was curvacous. SHe looked like she could not be much older than Sarah! An inoslent expression covered
her shock. "Who in the Hades are you?"
The woman in front of her chuckled. "Defenitly my grandaughter alright.."
"WHAT!" Squaked Mara in surprise. "I'm your what!" At this the woman threw back her head and laughed.
"Oh, my. Didn't my son tell you I was coming?"
"Well...yes, but he didn't tell me you looked so young..." Her eyes narrowed, "Wait a minute, fae develop slower than mortals
do, so how come you look younger than his royal tightness?"
Her grandmother raised he eyebrow at her comment, but let it pass. "The men are supposed to look older than the women, so we
physically stop aging sooner than they do. But come, I am sure that your grandfather and aunt want to meet you." Mara rolled
her eyes and moved to stand next to the shorter woman.
"Just don't expect me to be nice. Having my father dropped on me after 18 years has NOT put me in a sociable mood."
Her grandmother stopped and looked at the young woman in front of her with a serious look. "Your father would have turned the
world inside out had he known about you. I think you had better listen to the facts before you make judgement. You have come
to the Labyrinth in the middle of a bad situation. I don't know what Sarah was thinking, but I just hope she was right about
sending you here."
"Mother never did anything without a reason..."
"I know child, I just hope she did the right thing this time."
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Cliffhanger! Anyway, I am sad to announce that updates might be a very long time in coming. Other than a major case of writers block
I have just gotten engaged and have a full time job. So writing is not on the top of my list of things to do. Please forgive me! I
will try to update all my other stories and and this one soon. Just please be patient!
Jareth: "You know Selenity, They probably have forgotten all about you...
Mara: "Shut it Dad, she might never finish the story if you keep treating her like that!"
Jareth: "You just want her to get your..."
Knock it off Jareth, you will spoil the story. So that being said, please read and review!
Me no own Labyrinth, but Mara, Jareth's family and story are mine!
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Mara stretched and rubbed her eyes. She felt wonderful this morning. *Those were some strange dreams! Maybe after
I get up I can talk Mom into taking me to the...* Her thought trailed off as her hand brushed satin, and then fur.
*Since when do I have satin and fur on my bed?* Opening her eyes, she was greeted with the sight of her father looming
over her. She slammed her eyes back shut. *IT WASN'T A DREAM!* 'No shit Sherlock!' Her mind snaped back. She slowly
opened her eyes and glared at her father's smirking face. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?"
"Not when said girl is sleeping in my room! Now, I need you to get up, my parents and sister are going to be arriving
any moment."
Mara groaned. "Not even time to get settled in and I get bombarded with relatives. And not just any relatives, the
ones that raised the man who claims to be my father and drives me crazy!"
"Mara..."
"Fine, I'm up, I'm up! Sheesh, you're worse than Mom!" Hauling herself out of bed she stretched. Before she could
create a crystal to change her clothes, her father had thown one at her. An explosion of glitter and quite a bit of
coughing ensued before Mara could see what he had done. "Next time, nix the glitter!" Looking down at herself, she
let out a scream of indignation. She was wearing a cotton candy pink creation that reminded her of the dresses her
mother used to try and cram her into as a child. "I don't friggen THINK SO! I am NOT 3 and I haven't worn pink in
YEARS! I can dress myself, thank you!" Glaring at her father, she pointed at the door. "Now OUT! I can dress myself
and if I have to wear a dress I will choose my own!"
Her father chuckled and shot her a smug look. "Fine, but you have to wear a dress, I will come and collect you in an hour.
Some of your mother's things are still on the vanity. I am sure she won't mind you using them if you are careful." With
that he dissapered in a shower of glitter.
"Not even with him for 48 hours and already he is dressing me in pink frilly things. Well I DON'T think so!" Dropping a
crystal, she was out of the dress and in a black robe. "First things first." pulling another crystal she suspended it in
mid air and set it to spinning. Evanescence blasted through the room, and Mara wandered over to the vanity. A hairbrush with
a few dark brown hairs clinging to it was settled on the table, next to it a small chest that probably containted jewlery.
A small smile crept over her face. She had the perfect idea of what to wear. But first, hair and makeup. A brush and a
box of bobby pins and elastics appeared with another crystal along with her makeup kit. She swept her hair up in a twist,
curls falling from the top of the twist. Several strands hung around her face and neck. A little magic and it was curled
into perfect ringlets and they would stay that way. Make up was another matter. Rummageing thru her case she pulled out
golds, blacks, reds, and grinned as she imagened her father's reaction. Golds and a black liner graced her eyes, and a
blood red lipstick was next, and a dash of gold glitter and she was done. One preserving spell insured that it wouldn't
budge. Now for the dress. She had the perfect one in mind. She tossed a crystal to the end of the bed and a blood red
puddle of fabric appeared. She quickly donned the dress. A bit of the fabric went around her neck, attaching six straps
to the dress, three in front, three in back. The straight neck line of the sleeveless dress was snug, emphasizing
her...attributes. The dress clung snugly all the way down past her hips and fell straight to the ground. A thigh high
slit on the right side exposing quite a bit of leg. Matching red heels,and a gold armband that wrapped around her upper
arm in the shape of a long chineese dragon nearly completed the ensamble. She opened her mother's jewel box, and right on
top were two gold combs with rubies twinkling from them. Setting them snugly in her hair she smiled at her reflection in
the mirror. Now all that was left to do was wait.
*An hour earlier*
Jareth appeared in his throne room, only to come face to face with his parents and his younger sister. "Your early," he
said casually.
"I want to see my grandaughter! Now where are you hiding her?" His mother looked at him expectantly, and he sighed.
"She in my room getting ready. I will fetch her in an hour..."
"What is my grandaughter doing in YOUR room?"
Jareth sighed. "I'll explain later. And Mother, I appologize about being such a terror when I was younger. I understand
completely!"
His mother threw her head back and laughed. "Not even a parent for 48 hours and already apologizing!" Rolling his eyes
Jareth stalked over to his throne and threw himself onto it. "Now Jareth dear, how has your kingdom been?" After about
an hour of chatting and updates on his kingdom, Jareth rose and started to excuse himself. "Dear, why don't you let me
go and retrieve your daughter. If she is anything like you another fight will ensue as soon as you enter that room.
Besides, Layla has been dying to be with her brother!" Jareth shot a glance at his younger sister who merely shrugged her
shoulders at him.
"Mother, I am sure I can talk to my daughter without..."
"Sit!" Jareth immediatly sat back down on his throne. "Stay! I will go get her." She shot Jareth a lopsided grin,"Besides
I think a few surprises might be good for her!" She then exited the throne room and walked towards her son's bedchambers.
*Back in Jareth's room*
Mara paced up and down the length of the room. What was taking so long! She wanted to get this overwith so she could try
and figure some way out of this mess! There was a sharp knock at the door and Mara nearly tripped over herself trying to
open it. "It is about time I thought you had forgotten me...in...here?" The man who had tormented her since her birthday
was not the one standing outside the door. A woman was there. She was a little shorter than Mara's 5 foot 7 inch frame
(5 foot 10 inches with the heels). She had the same moon touched blonde hair as Mara and Jareth and her high cheekbones
had also been passed down. However her eyes and slim figuring were what brought Mara up short. Her eyes were silver, not
gray and her figure was curvacous. SHe looked like she could not be much older than Sarah! An inoslent expression covered
her shock. "Who in the Hades are you?"
The woman in front of her chuckled. "Defenitly my grandaughter alright.."
"WHAT!" Squaked Mara in surprise. "I'm your what!" At this the woman threw back her head and laughed.
"Oh, my. Didn't my son tell you I was coming?"
"Well...yes, but he didn't tell me you looked so young..." Her eyes narrowed, "Wait a minute, fae develop slower than mortals
do, so how come you look younger than his royal tightness?"
Her grandmother raised he eyebrow at her comment, but let it pass. "The men are supposed to look older than the women, so we
physically stop aging sooner than they do. But come, I am sure that your grandfather and aunt want to meet you." Mara rolled
her eyes and moved to stand next to the shorter woman.
"Just don't expect me to be nice. Having my father dropped on me after 18 years has NOT put me in a sociable mood."
Her grandmother stopped and looked at the young woman in front of her with a serious look. "Your father would have turned the
world inside out had he known about you. I think you had better listen to the facts before you make judgement. You have come
to the Labyrinth in the middle of a bad situation. I don't know what Sarah was thinking, but I just hope she was right about
sending you here."
"Mother never did anything without a reason..."
"I know child, I just hope she did the right thing this time."
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Cliffhanger! Anyway, I am sad to announce that updates might be a very long time in coming. Other than a major case of writers block
I have just gotten engaged and have a full time job. So writing is not on the top of my list of things to do. Please forgive me! I
will try to update all my other stories and and this one soon. Just please be patient!
Jareth: "You know Selenity, They probably have forgotten all about you...
Mara: "Shut it Dad, she might never finish the story if you keep treating her like that!"
Jareth: "You just want her to get your..."
Knock it off Jareth, you will spoil the story. So that being said, please read and review!