Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, Christine, and Toby.
A/N: As you could probably tell, this is the sequel to Jareth's Return. I hope you enjoy it because I know I certainly will enjoy writing it. Thank you very much to Brittany who helped me think up a plot for this story. Thank you very much.
Christine pulled her coat over her dress. It was fifteen years after Sarah and Jareth had gotten married and yet they still had not gotten everything from Sarah's old house. The reason was because Sarah, newly turned fae, was bound by law to visit the human world only when needed. Though, she knew that she could visit all she wanted in a few months. So until that time in which she could leave at any time, she had sent Christine and Jareth to get her things, though she felt very badly about it.
So, this was Christine's night to fetch what she could from her aunt's old house and return with it. Only a few more visits like this and they would all be done. There would be no more left at the house. Christine, whom was a mature woman by now of thirty-one, had received many fae admirers, each and every one she had turned down. She did not mind any of them, yet she just couldn't imagine any of them as her eternal partner. So, she did not date much. In fact, she had had only two dates in the past ten years.
"I'm going Aboveground, Aunt Sarah," she called as she saw her aunt descend the stairs.
"Okay, Christine," replied Sarah. She looked exhausted, her hair matted, her eyes barely open. "Have you seen Toby anywhere? I can't find him."
"Sorry, Aunt Sarah, but no I haven't," replied Christine. "The last I saw of him was last night when he came in from Aboveground. I was in the library, and we talked for a while."
"About what?" asked Sarah, not as interested as she sounded.
"Uncle Toby," replied Christine. "He told me that Uncle Toby and Aunt Celia went to Maui for their twentieth wedding anniversary."
"That's interesting," replied Sarah. She sighed heavily. "Well, if you should see him, could you please tell him that I am looking for him?"
"Sure thing, Aunt Sarah," replied Christine. She smiled, kissed her aunt, and walked for the door. The entire time, she could hear her aunt mumbling under her breath.
"Nice boy.. But never stays in one place for longer than five minutes. I wish he could just sit still." Christine smiled as she pulled her hood over her head and exited.
~*~
Toby looked out over the land, a smile slowly spreading over his face. In all his fifteen years, he still could not believe how the magical world could be so beautiful. He especially enjoyed watching the seasons change for hours at a tine atop his favorite apple tree. He knew it completely irritated his mother when she found out he had been climbing trees. But he just couldn't help himself. He longed for adventure, to explore the great world of the fae's. He didn't want to have to stay home and learn to become a king. He was sick and tired of it. He just wanted to be a normal teen. But he knew that he never could. Not while he had noble blood.
"Toby," called Christine, looking up into the tree. "Come down here. Aunt Sarah is looking for you."
"She always is," smirked Toby. "I shall be right in."
"You can delay your boring schedule for a few hours if you want to come with me to your mother's old house and get some of her old things."
"No, that is quite alright," said Toby, jumping down from the last branch. "She would probably get mad at me. You know how she can get sometimes." Christine smiled and nodded.
"Very well then," she sighed. "Good luck. And try to have a little more patience this time, won't you?" Toby rolled his eyes, sighed, and nodded.
"I'll try," he said. With that, Christine headed for the Aboveground while Toby walked reluctantly towards the castle.
A/N: As you could probably tell, this is the sequel to Jareth's Return. I hope you enjoy it because I know I certainly will enjoy writing it. Thank you very much to Brittany who helped me think up a plot for this story. Thank you very much.
Christine pulled her coat over her dress. It was fifteen years after Sarah and Jareth had gotten married and yet they still had not gotten everything from Sarah's old house. The reason was because Sarah, newly turned fae, was bound by law to visit the human world only when needed. Though, she knew that she could visit all she wanted in a few months. So until that time in which she could leave at any time, she had sent Christine and Jareth to get her things, though she felt very badly about it.
So, this was Christine's night to fetch what she could from her aunt's old house and return with it. Only a few more visits like this and they would all be done. There would be no more left at the house. Christine, whom was a mature woman by now of thirty-one, had received many fae admirers, each and every one she had turned down. She did not mind any of them, yet she just couldn't imagine any of them as her eternal partner. So, she did not date much. In fact, she had had only two dates in the past ten years.
"I'm going Aboveground, Aunt Sarah," she called as she saw her aunt descend the stairs.
"Okay, Christine," replied Sarah. She looked exhausted, her hair matted, her eyes barely open. "Have you seen Toby anywhere? I can't find him."
"Sorry, Aunt Sarah, but no I haven't," replied Christine. "The last I saw of him was last night when he came in from Aboveground. I was in the library, and we talked for a while."
"About what?" asked Sarah, not as interested as she sounded.
"Uncle Toby," replied Christine. "He told me that Uncle Toby and Aunt Celia went to Maui for their twentieth wedding anniversary."
"That's interesting," replied Sarah. She sighed heavily. "Well, if you should see him, could you please tell him that I am looking for him?"
"Sure thing, Aunt Sarah," replied Christine. She smiled, kissed her aunt, and walked for the door. The entire time, she could hear her aunt mumbling under her breath.
"Nice boy.. But never stays in one place for longer than five minutes. I wish he could just sit still." Christine smiled as she pulled her hood over her head and exited.
~*~
Toby looked out over the land, a smile slowly spreading over his face. In all his fifteen years, he still could not believe how the magical world could be so beautiful. He especially enjoyed watching the seasons change for hours at a tine atop his favorite apple tree. He knew it completely irritated his mother when she found out he had been climbing trees. But he just couldn't help himself. He longed for adventure, to explore the great world of the fae's. He didn't want to have to stay home and learn to become a king. He was sick and tired of it. He just wanted to be a normal teen. But he knew that he never could. Not while he had noble blood.
"Toby," called Christine, looking up into the tree. "Come down here. Aunt Sarah is looking for you."
"She always is," smirked Toby. "I shall be right in."
"You can delay your boring schedule for a few hours if you want to come with me to your mother's old house and get some of her old things."
"No, that is quite alright," said Toby, jumping down from the last branch. "She would probably get mad at me. You know how she can get sometimes." Christine smiled and nodded.
"Very well then," she sighed. "Good luck. And try to have a little more patience this time, won't you?" Toby rolled his eyes, sighed, and nodded.
"I'll try," he said. With that, Christine headed for the Aboveground while Toby walked reluctantly towards the castle.