Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth or any of its characters.
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Unknown Encounters
Elise got out of bed wishing she did not have to; she was NOT a morning person by any means. She always got up early, though, so that she had time to get done whatever she wanted. That usually meant making a hot breakfast for her father and a fruit salad for herself. She put on a robe and old pair of tennis shoes and walked outside toward the barn. They kept a few chickens and rabbits and three ducks for eggs or meat, though they had never actually taken the duck eggs and she wasn't sure why they kept them. She opened the door to the pen where all the animals were kept together, the rabbits in a large cage so that they could not borrow outside the fence. The pen was an open area of land with fencing around it. The fowls' wings were clipped so they couldn't fly over. There was a small man-made pond for the ducks and a water trough for the fowl and another for feed. The rabbits had numerous water bottles that needed to be refilled constantly so that is what Elise did first. There was a hose for watering the animals and she filled the bottles and put fresh water in the trough.
Elise picked up a basket by the chicken nests and gently shooed the nervous animals away. "Just for a moment, you, stop your clucking." She whispered to them to let them know she was coming and to calm them a little. Some were almost friendly with her, they knew her well and didn't mind her. She was bending down to reach the third nest when a large white owl screeched past her. She screamed and dropped the basket, tumbling backwards into the water trough. The owl flew into a nearby tree and watched the drenched girl scream with rage and surprise as she stood to survey the damage.
"What in the HELL is with that damn bird?!? UGH! I'm soaked. Well, at least the eggs didn't fall far, none are cracked, wait, here's a few..." she stooped muttering as she checked the eggs. She looked up at the culprit and to her surprise, the thing seemed to have the most gleeful look an owl could possibly have, and not only that, but he seemed to be shaking slightly, as if he were...no, it's impossible...could he be...*laughing?!?* She could SWEAR that that damn bird was positively exhilarated. "Maybe I should have YOU for breakfast!" she said to it, sounding stupid, even to herself. "Damn bird. Where in the hell do you come from anyway? I've never seen an owl out here before." She was almost speaking to herself, but she was directing it towards the creature aloft on a branch 20 feet in the air.
She started to mutter to herself again, put feed in all the animals' proper bins, and picked up the surviving eggs. She went inside and immediately took a shower, dropping the wet robe and nightclothes in the hamper. She got dressed and started breakfast, eggs, bacon, biscuit and coco for her father and cantaloupe, honeydew, strawberries, and grapes for her. She liked something cool to eat in the morning, something refreshing, and on the plus side, it was nutritional and Oh-so-sweet.
Her father was ready to eat just as she finished slicing her fruits to put them in a bowl. He set the table while she fixed their plates. They talked quietly, enjoying their morning ritual. Soon they were both off to school or work and Elise kissed him on the cheek before driving away.
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Jareth couldn't help but laugh, though he tried in vain not to. He really hadn't meant to fly that close, honestly, just enough to get her attention, but he hadn't seen the rafter overhead that covered the fowl nests. No matter, it was amusing, though he almost pitied the girl, she did not deserve such treatment. He had been watching her for nearly two years, as soon as the dreams called him. She had started having the dreams around the age her mother would have been when she visited his labyrinth.
He watched as she collected herself and stomped her way through the yard to get inside. Soon he saw through the large kitchen window as she prepared the morning meal. He saw her father, the man that Sarah had allowed herself to believe was more suited to her than the Goblin King. *A shiny rock showed his affection, while I could have given her dreams to her* he thought with bitterness. *I was everything you wanted, needed me to be, and you repaid me with rejection.* He did not often think about Sarah, but he knew that this girl was her daughter. He had kept his senses open to Sarah for a while and then sensed she was to be married to a Matthew Edwards. He had closed his senses to her that day, looking back occasionally when curiosity took the best of him, only to find a happy couple, a new baby girl, and bond between the three that he suspected nothing could touch.
But why had the dreams started for Elise? She did not seem to bear any kind of psychic power to suddenly communicate with her deceased mother. He would sense that like an electric wire. He suspected she was beginning to feel afraid that her father might marry again. He had seen her when he would go out, she would sit lost in thoughts, more quiet than usual when she was left alone in the house. Sarah had been the same way, she had started to not like the way things had been going, the infamous infant started Sarah's trouble, though the stepmother was a major factor. But now even the PROSPECT of a new mother was enough for this seemingly fragile young girl to come apart at the seams.
He decided that this had been enough excitement for one human morning and turned to fly away, disappearing into the mist above the trees into his own world, the Underground.
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Tell me how you think it's coming along. Look forward to hearing your comments. :)
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Unknown Encounters
Elise got out of bed wishing she did not have to; she was NOT a morning person by any means. She always got up early, though, so that she had time to get done whatever she wanted. That usually meant making a hot breakfast for her father and a fruit salad for herself. She put on a robe and old pair of tennis shoes and walked outside toward the barn. They kept a few chickens and rabbits and three ducks for eggs or meat, though they had never actually taken the duck eggs and she wasn't sure why they kept them. She opened the door to the pen where all the animals were kept together, the rabbits in a large cage so that they could not borrow outside the fence. The pen was an open area of land with fencing around it. The fowls' wings were clipped so they couldn't fly over. There was a small man-made pond for the ducks and a water trough for the fowl and another for feed. The rabbits had numerous water bottles that needed to be refilled constantly so that is what Elise did first. There was a hose for watering the animals and she filled the bottles and put fresh water in the trough.
Elise picked up a basket by the chicken nests and gently shooed the nervous animals away. "Just for a moment, you, stop your clucking." She whispered to them to let them know she was coming and to calm them a little. Some were almost friendly with her, they knew her well and didn't mind her. She was bending down to reach the third nest when a large white owl screeched past her. She screamed and dropped the basket, tumbling backwards into the water trough. The owl flew into a nearby tree and watched the drenched girl scream with rage and surprise as she stood to survey the damage.
"What in the HELL is with that damn bird?!? UGH! I'm soaked. Well, at least the eggs didn't fall far, none are cracked, wait, here's a few..." she stooped muttering as she checked the eggs. She looked up at the culprit and to her surprise, the thing seemed to have the most gleeful look an owl could possibly have, and not only that, but he seemed to be shaking slightly, as if he were...no, it's impossible...could he be...*laughing?!?* She could SWEAR that that damn bird was positively exhilarated. "Maybe I should have YOU for breakfast!" she said to it, sounding stupid, even to herself. "Damn bird. Where in the hell do you come from anyway? I've never seen an owl out here before." She was almost speaking to herself, but she was directing it towards the creature aloft on a branch 20 feet in the air.
She started to mutter to herself again, put feed in all the animals' proper bins, and picked up the surviving eggs. She went inside and immediately took a shower, dropping the wet robe and nightclothes in the hamper. She got dressed and started breakfast, eggs, bacon, biscuit and coco for her father and cantaloupe, honeydew, strawberries, and grapes for her. She liked something cool to eat in the morning, something refreshing, and on the plus side, it was nutritional and Oh-so-sweet.
Her father was ready to eat just as she finished slicing her fruits to put them in a bowl. He set the table while she fixed their plates. They talked quietly, enjoying their morning ritual. Soon they were both off to school or work and Elise kissed him on the cheek before driving away.
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Jareth couldn't help but laugh, though he tried in vain not to. He really hadn't meant to fly that close, honestly, just enough to get her attention, but he hadn't seen the rafter overhead that covered the fowl nests. No matter, it was amusing, though he almost pitied the girl, she did not deserve such treatment. He had been watching her for nearly two years, as soon as the dreams called him. She had started having the dreams around the age her mother would have been when she visited his labyrinth.
He watched as she collected herself and stomped her way through the yard to get inside. Soon he saw through the large kitchen window as she prepared the morning meal. He saw her father, the man that Sarah had allowed herself to believe was more suited to her than the Goblin King. *A shiny rock showed his affection, while I could have given her dreams to her* he thought with bitterness. *I was everything you wanted, needed me to be, and you repaid me with rejection.* He did not often think about Sarah, but he knew that this girl was her daughter. He had kept his senses open to Sarah for a while and then sensed she was to be married to a Matthew Edwards. He had closed his senses to her that day, looking back occasionally when curiosity took the best of him, only to find a happy couple, a new baby girl, and bond between the three that he suspected nothing could touch.
But why had the dreams started for Elise? She did not seem to bear any kind of psychic power to suddenly communicate with her deceased mother. He would sense that like an electric wire. He suspected she was beginning to feel afraid that her father might marry again. He had seen her when he would go out, she would sit lost in thoughts, more quiet than usual when she was left alone in the house. Sarah had been the same way, she had started to not like the way things had been going, the infamous infant started Sarah's trouble, though the stepmother was a major factor. But now even the PROSPECT of a new mother was enough for this seemingly fragile young girl to come apart at the seams.
He decided that this had been enough excitement for one human morning and turned to fly away, disappearing into the mist above the trees into his own world, the Underground.
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Tell me how you think it's coming along. Look forward to hearing your comments. :)