Disclaimer: Once again, I own nothing but the plot and Christine.
Sarah walked down the hall, trying to make sense of what was happening to her. First, she wakes up to find that she is sleeping in Jareth's castle. Then, she finds that her niece, Christine, was there and didn't care. She wasn't really her niece, but was close enough to be one.
She entered the dining hall and was surprised to find Jareth and Christine already eating and- laughing? This was even more unexpected. What could this possibly mean?
"Oh, hi Aunt Sarah," smiled Christine. "You want something to eat?"
"Christine, can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Sarah, ignoring her niece's question.
"Sure," said Christine with a small frown. She began to get worried and it was visible to Sarah. Whenever Christine got worried about something, it was always visible on her face. The two stepped outside the dining area for a semiprivate conversation.
"What are we doing here?" Sarah asked, trying her best not to get mad at her niece.
"Well, I thought you might want to resolve something," said Christine honestly. "I had heard that story about you in the Labyrinth all those years ago and thought perhaps you could make up, as it were."
"But why didn't you consult with me first, Christine?" asked Sarah. No matter how hard she tried, she could not keep her face from flushing terribly. "Look, I am not mad, just a little disappointed. You should have known better than to just jumped to conclusions. You are really smart, and- wait one minute. What did you say exactly to get Jareth to come and get us?" Sarah looked at Christine, completely horrified. It couldn't be, she thought. It was just impossible.
"I said exactly what you said when you wanted your step-brother to be taken away. I said, 'I wish the goblins would come and take us away right now.' Well, so maybe I didn't say exactly what you said."
"Oh man," groaned Sarah. She was not feeling well. She could not believe that she was stuck here for the rest of her life. As if she could tell what her aunt was thinking, Christine added,
"Don't worry, Jareth has promised to have us returned by tomorrow if we don't want to stay here."
"We?" asked Sarah, slightly annoyed and slightly amused at the same time. "I am sorry if he gave you the wrong impression, but I am asking him to send you home, right now."
"But Aunt Sarah," whined Christine. "I really think that he is sorry about what he had done to you. I think that if you just give him a chance, you will find that he is-,"
"Not another word!" growled Sarah. "I want you to go up to your room right now and stay there until I can find some way of sending you back home. No go!"
"That was not necessary," smiled Jareth from behind them.
"Please, Jareth," said Christine. "Please don't send me away. I want to stay here with my aunt."
"Why not let her stay?" asked Jareth. "If she is so keen on staying, why depriver her of that small luxery?"
"Oh, fine then," frowned Sarah. "I will give you one day. If I am not completely changed in my opinion of you, then you must send us back home. Agreed?" Jareth thought for a moment. Then,
"Agreed." Sarah nodded and went into the dining room. Jareth looked at Christine, worried. "I am in deep trouble."
Sarah walked down the hall, trying to make sense of what was happening to her. First, she wakes up to find that she is sleeping in Jareth's castle. Then, she finds that her niece, Christine, was there and didn't care. She wasn't really her niece, but was close enough to be one.
She entered the dining hall and was surprised to find Jareth and Christine already eating and- laughing? This was even more unexpected. What could this possibly mean?
"Oh, hi Aunt Sarah," smiled Christine. "You want something to eat?"
"Christine, can I talk to you for a minute?" asked Sarah, ignoring her niece's question.
"Sure," said Christine with a small frown. She began to get worried and it was visible to Sarah. Whenever Christine got worried about something, it was always visible on her face. The two stepped outside the dining area for a semiprivate conversation.
"What are we doing here?" Sarah asked, trying her best not to get mad at her niece.
"Well, I thought you might want to resolve something," said Christine honestly. "I had heard that story about you in the Labyrinth all those years ago and thought perhaps you could make up, as it were."
"But why didn't you consult with me first, Christine?" asked Sarah. No matter how hard she tried, she could not keep her face from flushing terribly. "Look, I am not mad, just a little disappointed. You should have known better than to just jumped to conclusions. You are really smart, and- wait one minute. What did you say exactly to get Jareth to come and get us?" Sarah looked at Christine, completely horrified. It couldn't be, she thought. It was just impossible.
"I said exactly what you said when you wanted your step-brother to be taken away. I said, 'I wish the goblins would come and take us away right now.' Well, so maybe I didn't say exactly what you said."
"Oh man," groaned Sarah. She was not feeling well. She could not believe that she was stuck here for the rest of her life. As if she could tell what her aunt was thinking, Christine added,
"Don't worry, Jareth has promised to have us returned by tomorrow if we don't want to stay here."
"We?" asked Sarah, slightly annoyed and slightly amused at the same time. "I am sorry if he gave you the wrong impression, but I am asking him to send you home, right now."
"But Aunt Sarah," whined Christine. "I really think that he is sorry about what he had done to you. I think that if you just give him a chance, you will find that he is-,"
"Not another word!" growled Sarah. "I want you to go up to your room right now and stay there until I can find some way of sending you back home. No go!"
"That was not necessary," smiled Jareth from behind them.
"Please, Jareth," said Christine. "Please don't send me away. I want to stay here with my aunt."
"Why not let her stay?" asked Jareth. "If she is so keen on staying, why depriver her of that small luxery?"
"Oh, fine then," frowned Sarah. "I will give you one day. If I am not completely changed in my opinion of you, then you must send us back home. Agreed?" Jareth thought for a moment. Then,
"Agreed." Sarah nodded and went into the dining room. Jareth looked at Christine, worried. "I am in deep trouble."
