As Jareth lead Sarah out of the bookstore he created a portal, so as he and Sarah walked through to door onto the street they were transported to his castle Underground. Leading Sarah, who still had her eyes closed, to a table the main dinning room, he smiled.
"You may open your eyes now." He said, going around to the opposite side of the table, and sitting. He then grinned at the small gasped that escaped her lips when she saw the room. He himself was impressed with the transformation. He had set his most intelligent goblins on the task of making the room inhabitable, and they had done a good job. It had taken them almost a month of non-stop cleaning to get the original stench out of there, and then another week to get all of the re-decorations done. But then again, this was his Labyrinth, and so he controlled time in it. If he wanted, a month could be two minutes.
"Wow! It's so cozy and romantic in here. Where are we?" Sarah asked, looking around her in amazement.
"I call it 'La Castle De Moi'. Do you like it?" Jareth asked, hoping his nervousness didn't show.
"Yes. So, what is the food like?" Sarah asked, finally sitting down in a plush chair that reminded her of a thrown.
"Why don't you ask the waiter that." Jareth replied as he snapped his fingers. Soon a little man dressed in a tuxedo waddled out of one of the doors.
"Yes your hi- sir? You called?" He said, voiced accented heavily.
"I did. Lady Sarah would like her food now, Hog brain. And don't get it wrong." Then dismissing him with a wave of his hand Jareth turned to Sarah, who he noticed was staring intently at the dwarf.
"Hoggle. His name is Hoggle." She said quietly to herself, not understanding why she knew this. Continuing to stare, she suddenly felt something in her mind snap into place. The memories came flooding back.
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Sarah heard Hoggle groan. She looked at him. His mouth was open, and his eyes were staring at the hat on the ground.
The beggar turned his face toward them. "So what have we here?" he asked.
"Uh, nothing," Hoggle spluttered.
"Nothing? Nothing?!" The beggar rose up.
Hoggle froze. Sarah gasped. It was Jareth.
"Your Majesty ..." Hoggle bowed so obsequiously that he was at risk of performing a forward roll. "What ...," he swallowed, and smiled haggardly, "what ... what a nice surprise."
"Hello, Hedgewart," said the King of the Goblins.
"Hogwart," Sarah corrected him.
"Hoggle," Hoggle said, gritting his teeth.
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"What did you say?" Jareth asked, anger at being corrected lacing his voice.
"Hoggle. His name is Hoggle. And you're- You're-" Hate dripped from every word Sarah said, her voice low. Standing up, she looked the goblin king full in the eyes, meeting his rage with her own. "You! What are you doing here? I beat you five years ago! You can't have Toby! I told you, you have no-" She didn't know when he moved, just that he was in front of her, his hand covering her mouth, stopping her from speaking the fateful word.
"Don't. Even. Think. About. It." He hissed to her. "You don't know what they do. You don't know the damaged you did after saying them last time. You destroyed my kingdom Sarah Williams. I've just showed you my hospitality, but if you press me girl, I will show you the true horrors of my Labyrinth." Slowly removing his hand from her mouth, Jareth turned and sat back down.
"Lady Sarah, would you like anything to drink while you wait for your food?" Hoggleasked, fearing in his voice.
Turning to the little man Sarah said nothing, but simply took the two steps required to close the gap between them and gave him a hug. When she stepped back she noticed tears streaming down his checks.
"It's good to have yer' back! I missed yer' so. An' his majerasy over there has been bein' so hard on all of us." Hoggle said, slipping back into his old way of speaking in his excitement and joy.
"I'm sorry." Sarah said, smiling at the dwarf fondly.
"I don't mean to intrude you're love-y moment, but I believe that someone has something they are supposed to be doing." Jareth said, staring at Hoggle purposefully.
"Erm, right. 'Cuse me Lady, but I gotta' go get ya' yer' food." Hoggle said, running through the door he had entered moments before. While he was gone a silence so loud it could be seen ensued. Finally when Jareth felt he couldn't take it any more, Hoggle came back, carrying a small peach on a silver tray. When Sarah saw it she just laughed.
"You've got to be kidding me! You honestly exspect me to eat that, after what you did to me last time?" she asked incredulously.
"Considering I will be eating half of it, yes I do." Jareth said, grabbing the platter from Hoggle. Then he slowly and carefully cut it in half, handing one side to Sarah, and keeping the other for himself. Then, glaring at Sarah, as if daring her to refuse, he said "On the count of three I will take a bit. I exspect for you to do the same. One. Two. Three."
"You may open your eyes now." He said, going around to the opposite side of the table, and sitting. He then grinned at the small gasped that escaped her lips when she saw the room. He himself was impressed with the transformation. He had set his most intelligent goblins on the task of making the room inhabitable, and they had done a good job. It had taken them almost a month of non-stop cleaning to get the original stench out of there, and then another week to get all of the re-decorations done. But then again, this was his Labyrinth, and so he controlled time in it. If he wanted, a month could be two minutes.
"Wow! It's so cozy and romantic in here. Where are we?" Sarah asked, looking around her in amazement.
"I call it 'La Castle De Moi'. Do you like it?" Jareth asked, hoping his nervousness didn't show.
"Yes. So, what is the food like?" Sarah asked, finally sitting down in a plush chair that reminded her of a thrown.
"Why don't you ask the waiter that." Jareth replied as he snapped his fingers. Soon a little man dressed in a tuxedo waddled out of one of the doors.
"Yes your hi- sir? You called?" He said, voiced accented heavily.
"I did. Lady Sarah would like her food now, Hog brain. And don't get it wrong." Then dismissing him with a wave of his hand Jareth turned to Sarah, who he noticed was staring intently at the dwarf.
"Hoggle. His name is Hoggle." She said quietly to herself, not understanding why she knew this. Continuing to stare, she suddenly felt something in her mind snap into place. The memories came flooding back.
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Sarah heard Hoggle groan. She looked at him. His mouth was open, and his eyes were staring at the hat on the ground.
The beggar turned his face toward them. "So what have we here?" he asked.
"Uh, nothing," Hoggle spluttered.
"Nothing? Nothing?!" The beggar rose up.
Hoggle froze. Sarah gasped. It was Jareth.
"Your Majesty ..." Hoggle bowed so obsequiously that he was at risk of performing a forward roll. "What ...," he swallowed, and smiled haggardly, "what ... what a nice surprise."
"Hello, Hedgewart," said the King of the Goblins.
"Hogwart," Sarah corrected him.
"Hoggle," Hoggle said, gritting his teeth.
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"What did you say?" Jareth asked, anger at being corrected lacing his voice.
"Hoggle. His name is Hoggle. And you're- You're-" Hate dripped from every word Sarah said, her voice low. Standing up, she looked the goblin king full in the eyes, meeting his rage with her own. "You! What are you doing here? I beat you five years ago! You can't have Toby! I told you, you have no-" She didn't know when he moved, just that he was in front of her, his hand covering her mouth, stopping her from speaking the fateful word.
"Don't. Even. Think. About. It." He hissed to her. "You don't know what they do. You don't know the damaged you did after saying them last time. You destroyed my kingdom Sarah Williams. I've just showed you my hospitality, but if you press me girl, I will show you the true horrors of my Labyrinth." Slowly removing his hand from her mouth, Jareth turned and sat back down.
"Lady Sarah, would you like anything to drink while you wait for your food?" Hoggleasked, fearing in his voice.
Turning to the little man Sarah said nothing, but simply took the two steps required to close the gap between them and gave him a hug. When she stepped back she noticed tears streaming down his checks.
"It's good to have yer' back! I missed yer' so. An' his majerasy over there has been bein' so hard on all of us." Hoggle said, slipping back into his old way of speaking in his excitement and joy.
"I'm sorry." Sarah said, smiling at the dwarf fondly.
"I don't mean to intrude you're love-y moment, but I believe that someone has something they are supposed to be doing." Jareth said, staring at Hoggle purposefully.
"Erm, right. 'Cuse me Lady, but I gotta' go get ya' yer' food." Hoggle said, running through the door he had entered moments before. While he was gone a silence so loud it could be seen ensued. Finally when Jareth felt he couldn't take it any more, Hoggle came back, carrying a small peach on a silver tray. When Sarah saw it she just laughed.
"You've got to be kidding me! You honestly exspect me to eat that, after what you did to me last time?" she asked incredulously.
"Considering I will be eating half of it, yes I do." Jareth said, grabbing the platter from Hoggle. Then he slowly and carefully cut it in half, handing one side to Sarah, and keeping the other for himself. Then, glaring at Sarah, as if daring her to refuse, he said "On the count of three I will take a bit. I exspect for you to do the same. One. Two. Three."