Legal: Laby Characters Don't belong to me they belong to Jim Henson and Co.

Gemini Chapter Three "Conversationalist much"

"First before I answer anything I need a fresh pot of coffee, your high... what do I call you? Your highness, my lord, Jareth?"

"Jareth for now."

"Ok 'Jareth' do you want coffee or tea in which I have green, jasmine, Arabic, and brisk?"

"I think I will try your 'coffee', its been many years since I have been to Aboveground. And I am curious to know why you mortals love it so much." Lydia couldn't believe that the Goblin King was sitting in her living room and he was curious over coffee. She fought to hold back her laugh. In my opinion people usually drink coffee for either one to wake up in the morning or to stay awake, and two to calm your nerves. At this point I am drinking it for both." Lydia said as she walked into the kitchen.

As soon as she walked into the kitchen Jareth started analyzing the situation. He was Aboveground with a mortal that has a strong ability to enter ones dreams, which is truly unusual for Fae or elf alike. Now that he was here what in the hell was his plan. He could bring here back to the Underground, but the High Council law is you can't take a human if they haven't wished and they have to say the correct words. If he were to take her without her saying the right words it would mean his Kingdom would go under the control of the Council. She hasn't agreed to even go yet. Look around the room and see if there is anything they may predict her personality and what her answer might be. While walking around the room he had no doubt this girl would agree to go with a little persuasion. The entire room was covered in dragons. She had a few posters on the wall they all seemed to be mortal movie posters, but only one caught his eye. He had first noticed the title 'Labyrinth' as looked at the poster more closely he noticed someone that resembled him better then any shape shifter could dream to achieve. And there she was or someone who also strongly resembled the one he lost, Sarah. He looked around the picture and he saw masquerade mask and little framed pictures that read 'Labyrinth of Jareth Masquerade Ball.' He didn't know to be shocked or flattered. He didn't time have to figure it out because at that moment Lydia walked back into the room.

"I put French Vanilla creamer in your coffee since this is your first..." Lydia then noticed where he was standing right in front of her 'Labyrinth' wall. Quick to recover, "I see you found my 'Labyrinth' wall. From the look on your face I say you are horribly confused. Which means you had no clue about the movie did you," it was a statement not a question.

Jareth's mask went up in the blink of an eye. "My dear, I believe the reason I came here needs to be discussed, we are not to worry about the trivial stories the Aboveground has of me."

"Yes sir," Lydia said with a mocked obedience.

Jareth rolled his eyes and began, "I am here because you seem to have the power to enter a person dreams in which case you can enter someone's mind with the right training." Lydia thought 'he defiantly one for strait to the point.'

"Jareth, when you say 'with the right training' are you meaning you or someone you know. As in me traveling to the Underground." Once again she had shocked him, with her that she being a mortal was very quick witted and was quick to catch on.

"Yes, it would mean to come to the Underground. You seem to have some knowledge of the Underground already" he glanced toward the poster.

"Not really, I have ideas. But the movie gave no real information on the Underground or you for that matter. The film's story was really the extent of a girl growing up and concurring her own Labyrinth" she paused and looked at him for a moment and went on. "You portrayed... as villain. But really in my opinion you really weren't, you only did as she asked. And through out the film they gave little of you as possible, like there was more to your character than met the eye. But I loved the movie." She then grinned with the most mischievous smile and added. "The pants alone were reason enough to watch it."

As Jareth caught on to what she had said he smiled a seductive grin, "My dear Lydia are you saying that you have been ogling my mortal double. In which means you have been ogling me without my knowing. While I never had the pleasure as to ogling you."

'Ooooo he wants a flirting game of wits, how fun. Bring it on fae.' Lydia loved mind games. She would usually win so she didn't bother anymore, but Jareth he was a challenge and she never had backed out of any real challenge before. "Well here is your chance ogle away."

"If you wish for me to ogle you, then your wish is my command"

"I never said I wished it, you were the one who was disappointed at experience such a pleasure."

"I never said I was disappointed, I said I never had the pleasure."

"Ogling in pleasure how self indulgent are we."

"Like eye candy mmm, what a delicious desert tray I see before me." both were at stand off, both equally matched. They smiled as is if they were one soul, put into two bodies one in the body of a male fae and another in the body of a female mortal. There smiles so similar it was too hard to find the victor. Both stared at each other as if trying to figure out what was behind each other's mask. His a mask of kingly arrogance, hers a mask of an idealist. They sat there staring for a minute to an hour they did not know, time had either come to a stop or true eternity had been found. It was Lydia that spoke first.

"Jareth, if I decide to go to the Underground I have to concerns would I be able to return and how difference is the run of time between our two homes."

"If you decide to return to the Aboveground, I could return you to when you left. It would be as if you never left. It is hard to do, but it can be done."

"Would it cause any harm to you?"

"My dear, are you worried about me?" Jareth said with a mischievous grin.

Lydia looked back very seriously and said, "I will not have anyone harmed on my account." She had said it if it was already had been decided.

"No, it will not harm me, I may be temporarily weakened but it will pass."

"Will I be able to take anything of my own? As in clothes, a CD player, things that I need personally."

"Yes of course, what ever you need will be with you if you wished it."

Lydia thought for a moment, "can your magic charge a battery?"

"Battery?"

"Hold on one moment" and with that she ran into a room down the haul. Jareth was very glad he had a moment to himself after such a powerful game of wits. She had been the first in years to really keep up with him and at an equal pace with such battles. He had better keep thing well hidden if he wanted his plan to carry out. She was too quick to catch on and it would be very dangerous if she were to find out. What the hell was taking her so long she had said it would only be a moment? He got up and entered the room that she had yet to emerge from.

As he walked into the room he noticed first was the book selves then the swords and weapons hanging from the wall. The bookshelves were full of books, it was a small personal library but impressive nonetheless. The swords hanging were all different styles some in which he did not know the origin in which it had originated. The other weapons were just as impressive as everything was. He looked at the pictures in the room of her with friends and family. A couple really stood out, on the frames it said 'Labyrinth of Jareth Masquerade 2002' the others '2003' '2004', In these pictures she was absolutely exquisite. She was wearing old-fashioned mortal styled ball gown. Yet one was slightly modern. It looked like silver leather with a medieval style. He looked at the girl for the first time as he had entered the room, she was looking through a bag. He also really looked at her since the night began. He may have had that battle over ogling each other, but he never really got a chance to really look at her. She was beautiful, she did not have that ethereal beauty of the fae but she seemed to have a look all her own. Neither surpassing nor was she inferior to the fae beauty.

"Will you do me a favor, and not stare at my arse. Here use your magic to recharge this, as in giving it electrical energy."

"What is it?"

"A laptop battery. A laptop is that thing over there" she pointed at a little rectangle thing on the table. "I have to bring it, it has everything on it my journal, my music, just about everything. But I can't bring it if I can't charge the battery."

He looked at her and covered the box thing in her hand with his hand. She felt the energy of the pure magic through the battery. She glanced at him and thought, 'I was right David Bowie did him no justice. This man is beautiful. I could just imagine him in handcuffs, STOP THAT!!! Bad thoughts, bad thoughts. But they are so nice.'

"Finished" that brought her out of the very bad frame of mind she was in at the moment.

"Ok, lets try it out" she walked over to the 'laptop' sitting on the table. And plugged the box into a slot. And opened it up, she pushed a button and the screen lighted up. "It works hurray, ok I'll go."

"That was a simple answer. Would you have disagreed if that had not worked?

"I don't know if I was meant to pass that obstacle I would have. Jareth let me tell you this I am going out of just mere curiosity, because if I didn't I would always wonder. I am curious to know about the Underground and you for that matter. Before you say anything about me being curious about you, I first saw you when I was Three as a enmity and that is reason enough to find out who really is the Goblin King. My gift is there but I could really care less. I have figured this out though I know you are for your own personal gain. But there is always a price to pay for curiosity, but the price depends on how much I am willing to give. I am now going to go pack. It will take me no more than an hour or so, I want you to go watch that movie and let you move past your curiosity of the film. If you want anything just ask." She walked out of the room and walked back into her living room and Jareth followed behind.

"You dare to give me orders, remember I am a king." He looked at her with regelness only a king could carry.

"Listen your 'Highness,'" she said in a mocked annoyance. "You are on my turf in which means while in my house, I am Queen. You rule another land far from here, so you have no power in this house."

He looked at her not wanting to back down being who he was. "I may not have ruling power, but magic always makes up for that."

"Magic smagic" she looked at him and took a deep breath. She said not in a commanding tone but a gentle one that no one good say no to. "Jareth, would you please watch the movie. I know you are curious, you lance at that poster every couple minutes. I don't mind. In fact I would be curios as well if someone had a film about me. And someone who was my double portraying me."

Now she pitied him, he didn't like it but he gave in. "Alright, but can you put in this 'movie.' I don't now how to work those things." She smiled that made a odd feeling in his stomach.

"Of course I figured as much. Hold on." She walked over to her entertainment center, and thought, 'He isn't so bad, and the bad part is made up by his yummy pants.' "Here you go," she turned on the screen and went into the other room.

Jareth sat down and looked at the screen as a very bad drawn owl was flying through a maze. As the singing started he heard Lydia in the other room singing along. Then she yells fro the room, "don't mind if I sing along, the music to this is awesome. And once I am done I will watch it with you. That's a good one watching a movie about the goblin king with the goblin king." The goblin king had barely heard because the girl in the film who resembled Sarah so much had ran and said the lines, which had almost destroyed him. He than got wrapped up in the story. Because he knew he was seeing it at Sarah's point of view.