Disclaimer: Dun' own anything but Marie.
Tear Drop Masquerade
Chapter One
By:
Vale (Saturn Angels)
~*Last Time*~
Marie rolled her eyes and put her drink on the table, "Fine then, I'll go search out men to dance with"
Sarah laughed then nodded, "Alright...I'll wait right here..."
A few minutes later Marie came back and Sarah couldn't, and wouldn't believe who she saw standing before her...he was normally dressed though she could still recognize him...there standing before her beside Marie...was the Goblin King.
~*This Time*~
"Hey, I found this chap for you to dance with. Says his name's Jared. Awfully common name if ya ask me. You two go dance, and I'll go search out my own guy to dance with."
"N-No, Marie you can go and dance with...Jared. I'll go and find someone of my own."
"Are you sure? Seems like a pretty nice bloke to me."
"I'm positive Marie."
"Well too bad. You know I've never given you what you want so you go and dance with Jared because I've just spotted someone over there," Marie replied pushing Jareth towards Sarah before walking off ignoring Sarah's protests.
"What are you doing here Jareth?" Sarah said through clenched teeth once Marie was out of hearing range.
"My, aren't we grumpy?"
"Well it's not everyday you get a visit from the Goblin King."
"You'd be surprised." he answered with a smirk.
Sarah grew silent at that and wasn't sure what to say next, "I'll repeat myself only once, Goblin King, why are you here? Out stealing more defensless children?"
"Oh, touche. Unfortunately your image of me is somewhat altered, I came to check up on my little survivor."
Sarah's eyebrow rose in question, "Oh really? Well that's very kind of you." she said sarcastically, "As you can see I'm quite fine. And I'm moving on with my life. You're becoming a figment of my imagination as we speak."
"...Your trip through my Labyrinth really changed your way of thinking, didn't it Sarah?" Jareth asked looking at Sarah with a cool, even gaze. "Your attitude, your way of thinking...your very essence was once so...vibrant. Yet now I see all that is left of a rose that was left to wither and die."
"Oh, that's one way to get on my good side," Sarah replied rolling her eyes as she folded her arms across her chest.
"You don't belong in this world Sarah. During your 'trip' into the Underground-"
"..'Trip'? I'd hardly call it a trip. More like a 9 hour vacation in hell."
"Fair enough, Sarah. But to get my point across, I'd like to invite you back to the Underground, you know...to see everything you didn't see on your first visit."
Sarah looked at Jareth with a glare that could raise a dead man from his grave, "I would never go back there!"
"Not even to see your friends?"
Sarah paused, "You haven't done anything to them, have you? Because if you have, I swear I'll..."
"You'll what?" Jareth asked, his eyes betraying his amusement.
Sarah growled, "I'll do something so horrible I need time to think about it."
"How's 13 hours sound?" Jareth replied in a somewhat playful mood.
Sarah glared and replied dramatically, "Oh that sounds quite good! If only you'd include the Escher Room, oubliettes, and the Cleaners, then we'd be all set for a picnic."
Jareth smiled, "Be careful what you wish for."
Sarah dropped her dramatic act instantly and looked at Jareth, anger and dread competing for main emotion, "You wouldn't ..."
"Actually..." Jareth paused for a few seconds, "I wouldn't. I just wanted to test your reaction." At Sarah's dumbfounded expression he began to chuckle, "Honestly Sarah, when did I become such a monster in your point of view?"
"How about when you stole my broth-"
"You asked me to do it. I did you a favor."
"Ohh, yes. Such a gentlemen to listen to a lady's first request yet ignore her second."
"Second? I remember no 'second request'."
"...I asked you to 'Please, give my brother back,' and you said, and I quote 'What's said is said.'" She looked at Jareth who looked to be in silent contemplation, she smiled mockingly and imitated him, using her best British accent, "Honestly Jareth, when did you develop such a bad memory?"
And instead of getting angry; like Sarah had originally though he would, he smiled- almost sadly and replied, "So be it, Sarah. Live up to your own expectations for once, and find how exhausting it can be."
And he disappeared.
Minus the glitter.
'Guess he didn't want anyone to notice,' Sarah thought shrugging slightly. "I do live up to my expectations." Sarah mumbled to herself pouting childishly without realizing it.
"Sarah!" Marie said, her tone conveying annoyance, "Did you send that Jareth guy away? You need to stop being such an introvert! What happened to you? You used to be so...people-oriented."
Sarah blinked and stayed silent. 'Have I changed that much...so much that even *Marie* notices it? Hm? Am I feeling a little guilty about sending Jareth away? Maybe Jareth's right..things have just begun to go downhill for me.'
Marie sighed, "Well that's one thing that hasn't changed! Always zoning out when the conversation takes a serious turn! We should head back to our room. Big day tomorrow."
Sarah nodded slightly and grabbed her purse before walking outside and heading towards the car; followed quickly by Marie.
~^Room #134^~
Sarah turned on the television set, her wet hair intertwined within the towel that was twirled atop her head. Marie was currently taking her turn in the shower so Sarah had nothing better to do.
Sarah got up from the couch and walked over to the bed looking for her favorite stuffed animal, Lancelot II. Sarah blinked, why wasn't it where she had left it before?
Her heart began to pound furiously within her chest as she slowly knelt down, pulling the covers up so they didn't touch to floor. It was like some horror movie, all she could hear was her rapid heart beat.
Ba-bump.
Ba-bump.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
Ba-bump.
"Looking for this?"
Sarah screamed and fell backwards holding her chest trying to stop herself from having a heart attack. She looked to see who else was in the room, to see an expected yet unexpected guest. "Jareth! Y-You bastard! Don't scare me like that!! Ever!"
Jareth chuckled slightly tossing the bear at her, "No? I thought it would put us on good terms."
Sarah laughed a bit shaking her head as she held Lancelot II to her chest, "So, what are you still doing here?"
Jareth shrugged, "Waiting for an oppurtunity to strike."
"Oppurunity?" Sarah asked confused.
Jareth nodded then smirked, "Or perhaps a miracle is needed."
"A miracle for what??" Sarah asked becoming agitated as she became more confused.
"Perhaps you'll find out for yourself at a later time. As for today, I bid you good night." Jareth bowed, and it wasn't a mocking bow, and disappeared.
Though this time the glitter left a little mess on the floor which she'd have to explain to her roommate.
But that could wait until morning.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
Tear Drop Masquerade
Chapter One
By:
Vale (Saturn Angels)
~*Last Time*~
Marie rolled her eyes and put her drink on the table, "Fine then, I'll go search out men to dance with"
Sarah laughed then nodded, "Alright...I'll wait right here..."
A few minutes later Marie came back and Sarah couldn't, and wouldn't believe who she saw standing before her...he was normally dressed though she could still recognize him...there standing before her beside Marie...was the Goblin King.
~*This Time*~
"Hey, I found this chap for you to dance with. Says his name's Jared. Awfully common name if ya ask me. You two go dance, and I'll go search out my own guy to dance with."
"N-No, Marie you can go and dance with...Jared. I'll go and find someone of my own."
"Are you sure? Seems like a pretty nice bloke to me."
"I'm positive Marie."
"Well too bad. You know I've never given you what you want so you go and dance with Jared because I've just spotted someone over there," Marie replied pushing Jareth towards Sarah before walking off ignoring Sarah's protests.
"What are you doing here Jareth?" Sarah said through clenched teeth once Marie was out of hearing range.
"My, aren't we grumpy?"
"Well it's not everyday you get a visit from the Goblin King."
"You'd be surprised." he answered with a smirk.
Sarah grew silent at that and wasn't sure what to say next, "I'll repeat myself only once, Goblin King, why are you here? Out stealing more defensless children?"
"Oh, touche. Unfortunately your image of me is somewhat altered, I came to check up on my little survivor."
Sarah's eyebrow rose in question, "Oh really? Well that's very kind of you." she said sarcastically, "As you can see I'm quite fine. And I'm moving on with my life. You're becoming a figment of my imagination as we speak."
"...Your trip through my Labyrinth really changed your way of thinking, didn't it Sarah?" Jareth asked looking at Sarah with a cool, even gaze. "Your attitude, your way of thinking...your very essence was once so...vibrant. Yet now I see all that is left of a rose that was left to wither and die."
"Oh, that's one way to get on my good side," Sarah replied rolling her eyes as she folded her arms across her chest.
"You don't belong in this world Sarah. During your 'trip' into the Underground-"
"..'Trip'? I'd hardly call it a trip. More like a 9 hour vacation in hell."
"Fair enough, Sarah. But to get my point across, I'd like to invite you back to the Underground, you know...to see everything you didn't see on your first visit."
Sarah looked at Jareth with a glare that could raise a dead man from his grave, "I would never go back there!"
"Not even to see your friends?"
Sarah paused, "You haven't done anything to them, have you? Because if you have, I swear I'll..."
"You'll what?" Jareth asked, his eyes betraying his amusement.
Sarah growled, "I'll do something so horrible I need time to think about it."
"How's 13 hours sound?" Jareth replied in a somewhat playful mood.
Sarah glared and replied dramatically, "Oh that sounds quite good! If only you'd include the Escher Room, oubliettes, and the Cleaners, then we'd be all set for a picnic."
Jareth smiled, "Be careful what you wish for."
Sarah dropped her dramatic act instantly and looked at Jareth, anger and dread competing for main emotion, "You wouldn't ..."
"Actually..." Jareth paused for a few seconds, "I wouldn't. I just wanted to test your reaction." At Sarah's dumbfounded expression he began to chuckle, "Honestly Sarah, when did I become such a monster in your point of view?"
"How about when you stole my broth-"
"You asked me to do it. I did you a favor."
"Ohh, yes. Such a gentlemen to listen to a lady's first request yet ignore her second."
"Second? I remember no 'second request'."
"...I asked you to 'Please, give my brother back,' and you said, and I quote 'What's said is said.'" She looked at Jareth who looked to be in silent contemplation, she smiled mockingly and imitated him, using her best British accent, "Honestly Jareth, when did you develop such a bad memory?"
And instead of getting angry; like Sarah had originally though he would, he smiled- almost sadly and replied, "So be it, Sarah. Live up to your own expectations for once, and find how exhausting it can be."
And he disappeared.
Minus the glitter.
'Guess he didn't want anyone to notice,' Sarah thought shrugging slightly. "I do live up to my expectations." Sarah mumbled to herself pouting childishly without realizing it.
"Sarah!" Marie said, her tone conveying annoyance, "Did you send that Jareth guy away? You need to stop being such an introvert! What happened to you? You used to be so...people-oriented."
Sarah blinked and stayed silent. 'Have I changed that much...so much that even *Marie* notices it? Hm? Am I feeling a little guilty about sending Jareth away? Maybe Jareth's right..things have just begun to go downhill for me.'
Marie sighed, "Well that's one thing that hasn't changed! Always zoning out when the conversation takes a serious turn! We should head back to our room. Big day tomorrow."
Sarah nodded slightly and grabbed her purse before walking outside and heading towards the car; followed quickly by Marie.
~^Room #134^~
Sarah turned on the television set, her wet hair intertwined within the towel that was twirled atop her head. Marie was currently taking her turn in the shower so Sarah had nothing better to do.
Sarah got up from the couch and walked over to the bed looking for her favorite stuffed animal, Lancelot II. Sarah blinked, why wasn't it where she had left it before?
Her heart began to pound furiously within her chest as she slowly knelt down, pulling the covers up so they didn't touch to floor. It was like some horror movie, all she could hear was her rapid heart beat.
Ba-bump.
Ba-bump.
Ba-bump. Ba-bump.
Ba-bump.
"Looking for this?"
Sarah screamed and fell backwards holding her chest trying to stop herself from having a heart attack. She looked to see who else was in the room, to see an expected yet unexpected guest. "Jareth! Y-You bastard! Don't scare me like that!! Ever!"
Jareth chuckled slightly tossing the bear at her, "No? I thought it would put us on good terms."
Sarah laughed a bit shaking her head as she held Lancelot II to her chest, "So, what are you still doing here?"
Jareth shrugged, "Waiting for an oppurtunity to strike."
"Oppurunity?" Sarah asked confused.
Jareth nodded then smirked, "Or perhaps a miracle is needed."
"A miracle for what??" Sarah asked becoming agitated as she became more confused.
"Perhaps you'll find out for yourself at a later time. As for today, I bid you good night." Jareth bowed, and it wasn't a mocking bow, and disappeared.
Though this time the glitter left a little mess on the floor which she'd have to explain to her roommate.
But that could wait until morning.
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TO BE CONTINUED...