She Has Grown
Disclaimer: I don't own nuttin except Shirrel and some of the characters. (
The next day Shirrel woke up in the guest room Jareth had had set up for her by one of the goblins. She got dressed and started combing her long silver hair when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in" she called looking over her shoulder at the door as it was opened by a goblin carrying a tray of food.
The goblin looked up from the tray he was trying not to drop and said in a croaky voice much like a frogs, "Hello Miss Princess Lady Shirrel, I've brought you breakfast for you". He set the tray down on her bed and looked at her.
Shirrel giggled softly at the title he had given her "Shirrel will do, Lady Shirrel if you feel need for a more proper title." The goblin smiled sheepishly "What is your name?" The goblin straightened up all proper-like "Kaldin at yer service, I'll be in charge o' taken care of you and keepin yer room tidy"
She looked at him a moment before replying, "What about drawing my bath and tieing on my corset?"
The goblin hesitated a moment and blushed. Shirrel started shaking her head violently "oh no, no way! You go tell Jareth he needs to learn more about women"though you'd think he'd no more about them given his popularity with them she thought, "and you tell him I demand a female goblin to wait on me if I must have one at all!"
She watched the little goblin run out and shut the door behind him. She laid down on her bed and ate her breakfast. She was almost finished when she heard another knock on the door.
A stout little female goblin stepped in and smiled "Good morning Lady Shirrel, I'll be your maid"
Shirrel smiled obviously relieved because not only was she more comfortable with a female but also female goblins are always smarter then males. "My names Kelya, oh I see that idiot Kaldin brought you breakfast.he's sweet but just stupid.
Shirrel smiled at Kelya's ramblings as the little goblin busied herself on making the bed and whatnot. "Well, Keyla it's a pleasure to meet you but do you know the time?"
The female stopped abruptly saying "oh, the time?" She checked her watch "it's about 10:00a.m. of course." Shirrel furrowed her brow slightly "Is it really that late?" She didn't wait for the goblin to answer as she stood up and walked toward her door. "Keyla do you know where Jareth is?"
"The throne room, I think" replied the goblin. "Thank you Keyla" Shirrel left the room and went down the hall to the throne room.
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Shirrel stepped into the throne room to see Jareth half-laying half-sitting in his throne sideways looking into a crystal with a frustrated look on his face. She looked at the crystal but inside it was only black. She looked at him; he hadn't noticed her entrance and she kept quiet.
Suddenly he growled loudly and threw the crystal against the wall with a loud crash. Shirrel jumped at the sudden sound and gave out a small, short shriek.
He looked at her suddenly and looked a bit angry that she was watching him "Shirrel how long have you been there?" He demanded in a rather harsh tone. "Not long" she replied quickly. He growled again "You should have made your presence known." She furrowed her brow wondering what could have made him so angry. "I'm sorry if I angered you Jareth"
He looked at her and his expression softened "I know you didn't mean to" he said with a sigh. "What did you see in that crystal that made you so angry, all I saw was darkness"
"Exactly, that's all I saw as well and it wasn't what I was trying to see!" he replied annoyed "What were you trying to see?" she asked softly. He hesitated, remaining silent as she started to realize exactly what, who, he was trying to see.
"Oh Jareth!" She said, her voice slightly pained, "you were looking for that human Sara weren't you?" He immediately replied "NO!..Yes...Yes I was, what of it!"
"Oh Jareth!" She said again shaking her head looking saddened "Oh Jareth" She repeated more quietly "You really don't know how long you were trapped do you? Oh Jareth.Sara died a few decades ago.Oh Jareth I'm so sorr.."
Jareth was no longer listening, even if he was he would not be able to hear her, his senses didn't seem to be working properly anymore. He felt numb all over and his head was cloudy, a look of shock was on his face and he found it a struggle to breath.
Dead? He thought No, She cannot be dead.no..
Disclaimer: I don't own nuttin except Shirrel and some of the characters. (
The next day Shirrel woke up in the guest room Jareth had had set up for her by one of the goblins. She got dressed and started combing her long silver hair when she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in" she called looking over her shoulder at the door as it was opened by a goblin carrying a tray of food.
The goblin looked up from the tray he was trying not to drop and said in a croaky voice much like a frogs, "Hello Miss Princess Lady Shirrel, I've brought you breakfast for you". He set the tray down on her bed and looked at her.
Shirrel giggled softly at the title he had given her "Shirrel will do, Lady Shirrel if you feel need for a more proper title." The goblin smiled sheepishly "What is your name?" The goblin straightened up all proper-like "Kaldin at yer service, I'll be in charge o' taken care of you and keepin yer room tidy"
She looked at him a moment before replying, "What about drawing my bath and tieing on my corset?"
The goblin hesitated a moment and blushed. Shirrel started shaking her head violently "oh no, no way! You go tell Jareth he needs to learn more about women"though you'd think he'd no more about them given his popularity with them she thought, "and you tell him I demand a female goblin to wait on me if I must have one at all!"
She watched the little goblin run out and shut the door behind him. She laid down on her bed and ate her breakfast. She was almost finished when she heard another knock on the door.
A stout little female goblin stepped in and smiled "Good morning Lady Shirrel, I'll be your maid"
Shirrel smiled obviously relieved because not only was she more comfortable with a female but also female goblins are always smarter then males. "My names Kelya, oh I see that idiot Kaldin brought you breakfast.he's sweet but just stupid.
Shirrel smiled at Kelya's ramblings as the little goblin busied herself on making the bed and whatnot. "Well, Keyla it's a pleasure to meet you but do you know the time?"
The female stopped abruptly saying "oh, the time?" She checked her watch "it's about 10:00a.m. of course." Shirrel furrowed her brow slightly "Is it really that late?" She didn't wait for the goblin to answer as she stood up and walked toward her door. "Keyla do you know where Jareth is?"
"The throne room, I think" replied the goblin. "Thank you Keyla" Shirrel left the room and went down the hall to the throne room.
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Shirrel stepped into the throne room to see Jareth half-laying half-sitting in his throne sideways looking into a crystal with a frustrated look on his face. She looked at the crystal but inside it was only black. She looked at him; he hadn't noticed her entrance and she kept quiet.
Suddenly he growled loudly and threw the crystal against the wall with a loud crash. Shirrel jumped at the sudden sound and gave out a small, short shriek.
He looked at her suddenly and looked a bit angry that she was watching him "Shirrel how long have you been there?" He demanded in a rather harsh tone. "Not long" she replied quickly. He growled again "You should have made your presence known." She furrowed her brow wondering what could have made him so angry. "I'm sorry if I angered you Jareth"
He looked at her and his expression softened "I know you didn't mean to" he said with a sigh. "What did you see in that crystal that made you so angry, all I saw was darkness"
"Exactly, that's all I saw as well and it wasn't what I was trying to see!" he replied annoyed "What were you trying to see?" she asked softly. He hesitated, remaining silent as she started to realize exactly what, who, he was trying to see.
"Oh Jareth!" She said, her voice slightly pained, "you were looking for that human Sara weren't you?" He immediately replied "NO!..Yes...Yes I was, what of it!"
"Oh Jareth!" She said again shaking her head looking saddened "Oh Jareth" She repeated more quietly "You really don't know how long you were trapped do you? Oh Jareth.Sara died a few decades ago.Oh Jareth I'm so sorr.."
Jareth was no longer listening, even if he was he would not be able to hear her, his senses didn't seem to be working properly anymore. He felt numb all over and his head was cloudy, a look of shock was on his face and he found it a struggle to breath.
Dead? He thought No, She cannot be dead.no..
