Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing but Jasmine, Herman, Mary Jo and the
plot. (Though, that does sound like quite a lot to own for a fanfic.)
"Jasmine!" growled Herman. "What in the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry Herman," frowned Jasmine, "but I can't just sit back and watch you destroy our son's life." As she said this, she walked gracefully behind her son. "I am going to stand by my son and the one he loves. Did you hear what I said, Herman?" She looked at her husband with anger. "The one he loves."
"I heard you," barked Herman. "Jasmine, do not waste your time on this traitor."
"Oh, I'm the traitor now, am I?" frowned Jareth. "After what you did to Sarah and me? After making me think that she did not want to see me ever again? After making Sarah cry because you told her I was better off by myself?"
"It was for your own good!" yelled Herman. "If you marry her, she will not only destroy you, but she will bring shame to the family name. She is no match for my son."
"And how would you know that?" Jareth growled. "The last time we spent quality time together was a day that bought you dinner. Hell, we haven't even seen each other in a century! And you think that you are fit to say who my match should be?"
"I am your father!" roared Herman.
"And it is my life!" Jareth shouted. "I will not let you take what little happiness I have away from me before I can even have it." He pulled Sarah, who had been hiding behind him, forward and placed his arm around her. "I love her with all of my heart, and I will not allow you to tear us apart."
"I tried to warn you, boy," yelled Herman. "And now, you will pay. You are officially off my family tree. Good-bye and good ridence." Herman began to walk to the window when Jasmine stepped in front of him. "Out of my way, Jasmine!"
"Oh no," said Jasmine in a steady but angry voice. "I will not let you ruin this. If you rub him off, I swear on my eternal life that I will rub you off as well. For he may disgrace you, but he makes me proud." Herman looked at Jasmine with a look of shock on his now red face.
"What does this mean, Jasmine?" he asked. "You can't possibly mean to say that you support him in his choice to marry this human?"
"Oh, yes I do. And I will be there on his wedding day when they both say 'I do' and there is nothing that you are going to do about it." Jasmine smiled as she said this.
"Then, so be it," growled Herman. He turned to Jareth. "Don't expect me to be at the wedding. Don't expect me to acknowledge you as my son. Don't expect me to see my grandchildren. And, most important of all, do not expect me to accept that creature," pointing to Sarah, "as my daughter-in- law." With that, he turned into an owl and jumped from the window, flying out into the night.
"Don't worry," smiled Jasmine. "I will talk to your father. He will come to your wedding, weather he wants to or not."
"Thank you, mother," smiled Jareth as he leaned over and gave her a hug. "I am so glad that you are here."
"What is a mother for? I'm great at damage control." Both of them laughed.
"Oh, Jareth," whispered Sarah, tears forming in her eyes. "I don't like the idea of not having your father at our wedding. I know he has been cruel, but I don't want him as my enemy. That would just be too horrible for words."
"Don't you worry," smiled Jareth, hugging her. "Everything will work out in the end. You'll see. Before you know it, we will be married, have children, and this will all be but a bad dream that we will forget."
"I sincerely hope that you are right," replied Sarah.
"Well," smiled Jasmine. "I see that you two need to be alone to plan your wedding. I will, of coarse, worry about the financial part. You two just concentrate on what you want and keep me updated. Bye." And with that, she flew off.
"Where did Mary Jo go?" Jareth asked.
"I'm not sure," replied Sarah. "I thought she was right behind me, but she must have stopped just outside the bedroom door or at the bottom of the stairs."
"Shall we go tell her the good news?" Jareth asked, smiling.
"Yes, that would be a very good idea," smiled Sarah. And they both walked down into the living room, hand in hand. ~ ~*~ ~ A/N: I will write more soon, hopefully. Don't worry, just three more chapters to go. I promise.
"Jasmine!" growled Herman. "What in the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry Herman," frowned Jasmine, "but I can't just sit back and watch you destroy our son's life." As she said this, she walked gracefully behind her son. "I am going to stand by my son and the one he loves. Did you hear what I said, Herman?" She looked at her husband with anger. "The one he loves."
"I heard you," barked Herman. "Jasmine, do not waste your time on this traitor."
"Oh, I'm the traitor now, am I?" frowned Jareth. "After what you did to Sarah and me? After making me think that she did not want to see me ever again? After making Sarah cry because you told her I was better off by myself?"
"It was for your own good!" yelled Herman. "If you marry her, she will not only destroy you, but she will bring shame to the family name. She is no match for my son."
"And how would you know that?" Jareth growled. "The last time we spent quality time together was a day that bought you dinner. Hell, we haven't even seen each other in a century! And you think that you are fit to say who my match should be?"
"I am your father!" roared Herman.
"And it is my life!" Jareth shouted. "I will not let you take what little happiness I have away from me before I can even have it." He pulled Sarah, who had been hiding behind him, forward and placed his arm around her. "I love her with all of my heart, and I will not allow you to tear us apart."
"I tried to warn you, boy," yelled Herman. "And now, you will pay. You are officially off my family tree. Good-bye and good ridence." Herman began to walk to the window when Jasmine stepped in front of him. "Out of my way, Jasmine!"
"Oh no," said Jasmine in a steady but angry voice. "I will not let you ruin this. If you rub him off, I swear on my eternal life that I will rub you off as well. For he may disgrace you, but he makes me proud." Herman looked at Jasmine with a look of shock on his now red face.
"What does this mean, Jasmine?" he asked. "You can't possibly mean to say that you support him in his choice to marry this human?"
"Oh, yes I do. And I will be there on his wedding day when they both say 'I do' and there is nothing that you are going to do about it." Jasmine smiled as she said this.
"Then, so be it," growled Herman. He turned to Jareth. "Don't expect me to be at the wedding. Don't expect me to acknowledge you as my son. Don't expect me to see my grandchildren. And, most important of all, do not expect me to accept that creature," pointing to Sarah, "as my daughter-in- law." With that, he turned into an owl and jumped from the window, flying out into the night.
"Don't worry," smiled Jasmine. "I will talk to your father. He will come to your wedding, weather he wants to or not."
"Thank you, mother," smiled Jareth as he leaned over and gave her a hug. "I am so glad that you are here."
"What is a mother for? I'm great at damage control." Both of them laughed.
"Oh, Jareth," whispered Sarah, tears forming in her eyes. "I don't like the idea of not having your father at our wedding. I know he has been cruel, but I don't want him as my enemy. That would just be too horrible for words."
"Don't you worry," smiled Jareth, hugging her. "Everything will work out in the end. You'll see. Before you know it, we will be married, have children, and this will all be but a bad dream that we will forget."
"I sincerely hope that you are right," replied Sarah.
"Well," smiled Jasmine. "I see that you two need to be alone to plan your wedding. I will, of coarse, worry about the financial part. You two just concentrate on what you want and keep me updated. Bye." And with that, she flew off.
"Where did Mary Jo go?" Jareth asked.
"I'm not sure," replied Sarah. "I thought she was right behind me, but she must have stopped just outside the bedroom door or at the bottom of the stairs."
"Shall we go tell her the good news?" Jareth asked, smiling.
"Yes, that would be a very good idea," smiled Sarah. And they both walked down into the living room, hand in hand. ~ ~*~ ~ A/N: I will write more soon, hopefully. Don't worry, just three more chapters to go. I promise.
