Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth, don't sue me.
Pluto: I wonder what will happen in this chapter.
Author: So far only you and I know dummy.
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If I told you that I was happy as I flew along, I would be lying. I was giddy with happiness. In fact, I almost hit a tree or two, thinking of June and I as I flew.
The return to the castle seemed to take only a second. As June and I became ourselves again, we hugged each other. We walked down the hall, holding hands, and smiling at each other. I began to realize what she was wearing just then. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt of a bright blue color; her pants were a plain pair of gray sweats.
"Do you know a place where we could be alone for a while?" June asked me.
"Why?" I asked back.
"So we can talk privately," she said. "So we can talk about our selves."
I nodded, and steered her toward one of the smaller chambers for guests to stay in. We sat on the bed, and looked at each other. I sat there, and tried to find a way to start a good conversation. I almost never could start a good conversation, even though I tried very hard at it.
"I never thought I would meet the person I would love here," June began. "I actually wished my sister here because I was just really angry last night. You see, my parents are divorced, I don't know where my dad went, but my stepfather never allowed my mom to talk about him."
"That's horrible," I said, an edge of shock in my voice. "Other than that, is your stepfather nice?"
"No," June said angrily, a slight sound of tears in her voice. "That's where it gets worse. My mom divorced to get away from my dad's drinking problem, that much I know. My stepfather is addicted to some illegal drug or another. He doesn't care; he just sits around the house all day, and smokes his shit. I've tried to run away several times; but every time I get brought back, and my mom gets me from the station, drives me home, and tells me never to do it again. It's not that she doesn't care, it's just that she wants to keep me from getting 'disciplined' by that ape."
June broke down, and sobbed. I hugged her and cried too, softer than she did, but I cried; not that I minded. I wanted to be able to say something, but my mind wasn't about to turn out anything to say, so I sat there, holding June, and crying with her about her problem. I never called myself sentimental in a serious sense; I was just sensitive to other people's problems.
The two of us eventually stopped crying, and just held each other. I listened to June's breathing. I looked at her; she was a truly wonderful person. Like other wonderful people, she had a problem in her life. It would bring her down, and make her feel less than she was. I finally knew a good thing to say.
"Don't let that man bring you down." I said.
"What?" June asked, looking up at me.
"Don't let him bring you down," I said. "You are a truly wonderful person, your stepfather can bring you down, only if you let him."
"Could you help me with that?" she asked.
"I can only give a suggestion," I said. "Why don't you run away to here."
"Hey!" she exclaimed. "That's a great idea."
I smiled, and we began to make plans for how to get June from her home to the Labyrinth. Leaving only one sign she was gone. The sheer fact that she was missing.
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Author: Bum-bum-buuuum! I hope you like this chapter everyone! Another thanks to Terrie; you are the one that has always given me feedback!
This goes out to all my readers! What would you like to see happen during the unfolding of the plans? Review even if you aren't a member!
Pluto: I wonder what will happen in this chapter.
Author: So far only you and I know dummy.
***
If I told you that I was happy as I flew along, I would be lying. I was giddy with happiness. In fact, I almost hit a tree or two, thinking of June and I as I flew.
The return to the castle seemed to take only a second. As June and I became ourselves again, we hugged each other. We walked down the hall, holding hands, and smiling at each other. I began to realize what she was wearing just then. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt of a bright blue color; her pants were a plain pair of gray sweats.
"Do you know a place where we could be alone for a while?" June asked me.
"Why?" I asked back.
"So we can talk privately," she said. "So we can talk about our selves."
I nodded, and steered her toward one of the smaller chambers for guests to stay in. We sat on the bed, and looked at each other. I sat there, and tried to find a way to start a good conversation. I almost never could start a good conversation, even though I tried very hard at it.
"I never thought I would meet the person I would love here," June began. "I actually wished my sister here because I was just really angry last night. You see, my parents are divorced, I don't know where my dad went, but my stepfather never allowed my mom to talk about him."
"That's horrible," I said, an edge of shock in my voice. "Other than that, is your stepfather nice?"
"No," June said angrily, a slight sound of tears in her voice. "That's where it gets worse. My mom divorced to get away from my dad's drinking problem, that much I know. My stepfather is addicted to some illegal drug or another. He doesn't care; he just sits around the house all day, and smokes his shit. I've tried to run away several times; but every time I get brought back, and my mom gets me from the station, drives me home, and tells me never to do it again. It's not that she doesn't care, it's just that she wants to keep me from getting 'disciplined' by that ape."
June broke down, and sobbed. I hugged her and cried too, softer than she did, but I cried; not that I minded. I wanted to be able to say something, but my mind wasn't about to turn out anything to say, so I sat there, holding June, and crying with her about her problem. I never called myself sentimental in a serious sense; I was just sensitive to other people's problems.
The two of us eventually stopped crying, and just held each other. I listened to June's breathing. I looked at her; she was a truly wonderful person. Like other wonderful people, she had a problem in her life. It would bring her down, and make her feel less than she was. I finally knew a good thing to say.
"Don't let that man bring you down." I said.
"What?" June asked, looking up at me.
"Don't let him bring you down," I said. "You are a truly wonderful person, your stepfather can bring you down, only if you let him."
"Could you help me with that?" she asked.
"I can only give a suggestion," I said. "Why don't you run away to here."
"Hey!" she exclaimed. "That's a great idea."
I smiled, and we began to make plans for how to get June from her home to the Labyrinth. Leaving only one sign she was gone. The sheer fact that she was missing.
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Author: Bum-bum-buuuum! I hope you like this chapter everyone! Another thanks to Terrie; you are the one that has always given me feedback!
This goes out to all my readers! What would you like to see happen during the unfolding of the plans? Review even if you aren't a member!