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Author's note- I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! Hehehe, sorry, I had to say it. ^_^ Four reviews within 16 hours, you guys simply sock my socks. Anyways, keep reviewing, 'cause I have to know what you guys think! ((And critisize too, 'cause I know that I'm NOWHERE NEAR the best writer you've seen. Lol.)) And with that said, onto the ficcer!!! *Glomps Jareth* ^^
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The sunlight showered down onto the colorful flowers in the castle garden, making their petals shimmer with an iridescent glow. It was late afternoon, a warmth hanging in the air, bringing a cozy summer feeling to the scene. Sarah sat on a warm stone bench, a single thornless rose in her hand.
She lifted the scented wonder to the tip of her nose, and drew in a breath, closing her eyes and enjoying the sweet fragrance that graced her scenses.
Her hair was brought into a ponytail on her head, a lovely pale pink dress hanging comfortably around her form, with a white corset.
She slowly pulled the flower away, and opened her eyes.
"I didn't get to see the beauty before..." she whispered, holding the rose into the sun.
A blue-winged butterfly landed on the rose, and her lips curled into a soft smile.
"What are you doing here, butterfly? Did Jareth steal you away too?"
The butterfly moved its wings slightly, before Sarah heard boots on the soft grass behind her.
"No, this butterfly returns every year around this time, just like its parents before it."
"Why would it come back with people like you here?" Sarah asked, not even turning to face him.
"Because... everything returns one day."
Sarah turned now, to look at him.
"You did." he continued.
Sarah's lips parted in awe of his words, before looking to the ground.
"I had no choice." she whispered, knowing very well she was wrong. She had called Jareth, not the other way around.
"If that's truly what you believe then I pity you."
She turned back to the flower, but the butterfly was gone.
Sighing, she put the flower down on her lap.
"Is there something you wanted, Jareth?"
"Pardon? Oh, so now that you're here I can't want to be in the garden when you're there?"
"I doubt it was coincidence."
"Well, it was. I actually come here to think, and that was what I wanted to do."
"What did you want to think about?"
"Well... you, Sarah."
"Oh, please. Don't try to butter me up, Goblin King, because there's nothing you can do to make me forgive you for all the wrong you've done."
"I was being serious." He said poker-faced, before turning and walking away, leaving Sarah to feel like an idiot.
Sarah watched him leave, then twirled the rose in her fingers.
There was a strange feeling in her chest, a feeling of contentment, happiness........ love.
She smiled for a moment, knowing that she was on Jareth's mind, until the chirp of a bird brought her back to normal.
".... What..... was I.... THINKING?!" she said, standing up abruptly.
"It's... JARETH!!! Jareth of all people! The Goblin KING!"
She tossed the rose onto the ground and smooshed it into the grass with her foot.
"Ugh... what is wrong with me? He's an arrogant, tretchorous, baby-stealing bastard!" she yelled at herself, kicking the remains of the rose.
But the feeling insided didn't leave.
She picked up her skirt a bit, and dashed into the castle, running up the stone steps, jogging down corridors until she came to the room with the crystal unicorn.
She ran her hands down its nose, and kissed the cool transparent stone.
"You and I are trapped here together, aren't we?" she mumbled softly, before looking into the eyes of the creature.
"But how could I get you out of there?" she whispered, moving her fingers up its winding horn.
In the eye, it looked nearly blue for a moment, and Sarah opened her mouth wide, but the blue glow faded away.
She bit her lip, pausing to think for a moment, before running quickly back to the garden.
"Jareth!" she called, running up to where he was- leaning on a fountain.
"Yes, Sarah?"
"I want you to do something for me."
"And what would that be?"
"Well, I'm always justy lying around here, with nothing really to do... so I was wondering..."
"Yes?"
"Would you turn that unicorn back to normal? Please? For me?"
"How would that possibly solve a damn thing?"
"I want to ride it. Jareth. Around the castle, or the labyrinth even."
"You've lost your mind."
"Please, Jareth? I never have anything to do..."
He looked at her pleading face, and sighed.
"I have horses you know."
"I know, but I really want a unicorn."
"Then I'll find you a different one."
Sarah grasped his gloved hands in her own hands, and pleaded.
"No, Jareth, I want that one."
He rolled his eyes, and shook his head. "Alright, alright."
Throwing her arms around him, Sarah squeeled with delight.
"Thank you, Jareth, thank you!"
And to herself, Sarah noted that it was a good thing that she had taken riding lessons.
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Author's note- No, I am not done with the unicorn yet. There's sooooooo much more to it than that. Hehehehehehehe. You'll see.... By the way, I'm also thinking of starting another labyrinth fic... but I think I'll wait until I finish this one first, ya think? D'accord? Bon idee? Hehehe... French amuses me. o.o Anywho, KEEP THE REVIEWS COMIN, BABY!
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Author's note- I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! Hehehe, sorry, I had to say it. ^_^ Four reviews within 16 hours, you guys simply sock my socks. Anyways, keep reviewing, 'cause I have to know what you guys think! ((And critisize too, 'cause I know that I'm NOWHERE NEAR the best writer you've seen. Lol.)) And with that said, onto the ficcer!!! *Glomps Jareth* ^^
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The sunlight showered down onto the colorful flowers in the castle garden, making their petals shimmer with an iridescent glow. It was late afternoon, a warmth hanging in the air, bringing a cozy summer feeling to the scene. Sarah sat on a warm stone bench, a single thornless rose in her hand.
She lifted the scented wonder to the tip of her nose, and drew in a breath, closing her eyes and enjoying the sweet fragrance that graced her scenses.
Her hair was brought into a ponytail on her head, a lovely pale pink dress hanging comfortably around her form, with a white corset.
She slowly pulled the flower away, and opened her eyes.
"I didn't get to see the beauty before..." she whispered, holding the rose into the sun.
A blue-winged butterfly landed on the rose, and her lips curled into a soft smile.
"What are you doing here, butterfly? Did Jareth steal you away too?"
The butterfly moved its wings slightly, before Sarah heard boots on the soft grass behind her.
"No, this butterfly returns every year around this time, just like its parents before it."
"Why would it come back with people like you here?" Sarah asked, not even turning to face him.
"Because... everything returns one day."
Sarah turned now, to look at him.
"You did." he continued.
Sarah's lips parted in awe of his words, before looking to the ground.
"I had no choice." she whispered, knowing very well she was wrong. She had called Jareth, not the other way around.
"If that's truly what you believe then I pity you."
She turned back to the flower, but the butterfly was gone.
Sighing, she put the flower down on her lap.
"Is there something you wanted, Jareth?"
"Pardon? Oh, so now that you're here I can't want to be in the garden when you're there?"
"I doubt it was coincidence."
"Well, it was. I actually come here to think, and that was what I wanted to do."
"What did you want to think about?"
"Well... you, Sarah."
"Oh, please. Don't try to butter me up, Goblin King, because there's nothing you can do to make me forgive you for all the wrong you've done."
"I was being serious." He said poker-faced, before turning and walking away, leaving Sarah to feel like an idiot.
Sarah watched him leave, then twirled the rose in her fingers.
There was a strange feeling in her chest, a feeling of contentment, happiness........ love.
She smiled for a moment, knowing that she was on Jareth's mind, until the chirp of a bird brought her back to normal.
".... What..... was I.... THINKING?!" she said, standing up abruptly.
"It's... JARETH!!! Jareth of all people! The Goblin KING!"
She tossed the rose onto the ground and smooshed it into the grass with her foot.
"Ugh... what is wrong with me? He's an arrogant, tretchorous, baby-stealing bastard!" she yelled at herself, kicking the remains of the rose.
But the feeling insided didn't leave.
She picked up her skirt a bit, and dashed into the castle, running up the stone steps, jogging down corridors until she came to the room with the crystal unicorn.
She ran her hands down its nose, and kissed the cool transparent stone.
"You and I are trapped here together, aren't we?" she mumbled softly, before looking into the eyes of the creature.
"But how could I get you out of there?" she whispered, moving her fingers up its winding horn.
In the eye, it looked nearly blue for a moment, and Sarah opened her mouth wide, but the blue glow faded away.
She bit her lip, pausing to think for a moment, before running quickly back to the garden.
"Jareth!" she called, running up to where he was- leaning on a fountain.
"Yes, Sarah?"
"I want you to do something for me."
"And what would that be?"
"Well, I'm always justy lying around here, with nothing really to do... so I was wondering..."
"Yes?"
"Would you turn that unicorn back to normal? Please? For me?"
"How would that possibly solve a damn thing?"
"I want to ride it. Jareth. Around the castle, or the labyrinth even."
"You've lost your mind."
"Please, Jareth? I never have anything to do..."
He looked at her pleading face, and sighed.
"I have horses you know."
"I know, but I really want a unicorn."
"Then I'll find you a different one."
Sarah grasped his gloved hands in her own hands, and pleaded.
"No, Jareth, I want that one."
He rolled his eyes, and shook his head. "Alright, alright."
Throwing her arms around him, Sarah squeeled with delight.
"Thank you, Jareth, thank you!"
And to herself, Sarah noted that it was a good thing that she had taken riding lessons.
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Author's note- No, I am not done with the unicorn yet. There's sooooooo much more to it than that. Hehehehehehehe. You'll see.... By the way, I'm also thinking of starting another labyrinth fic... but I think I'll wait until I finish this one first, ya think? D'accord? Bon idee? Hehehe... French amuses me. o.o Anywho, KEEP THE REVIEWS COMIN, BABY!
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