Author's Notes: I am so sorry! I know it's been forever since I've updated,
but I had writer's block (it's a bitch) But to make it up to you, I'll post
an extra long chappie today.
Disclaimer: (is being carried off by copyrighters) I OWN IT! No, you'll never take me alive coppers!! (evil laughter)
"Shit! Even the castle is a maze!" Sarah yelled in frustration. She kept
walking, occasionally bumping into a goblin or two, resulting in snickers and dirty
looks. Sarah finally gave up and began to pace back and forth. "I'll kill him for this.
How was I supposed to know where the dining room is?" She mumbled to herself.
Angry and scared at the same time, she punched the wall, wincing ahead of time
knowing it would hurt. Her hand went right through the wall. She slightly opened her
eyes and jumped a little at the lack of hand presented to her. Getting what was
happening, she put her other hand in and watched it disappear. She walked through
the wall and came out into a room with a crystalline table, set with wine glasses and
glitter. "Hello?" Sarah said loudly. No answer. "Huh. And I thought I was the one
who was late." She said, pleased that she wasn't. She sat down at the table and
crossed her hands in her lap. Listening, since it was deathly quite, she could hear
little footsteps of goblins in the next room. Delicious smells drifted from the cracks of
the door, along with steam. "Must be the kitchen." Sarah thought to herself. The
chair was surprisingly comfortable, sort of like the plush animals she collected.
Getting comfortable, she leaned back into the chair and found that she was slightly
sinking. "Damn." She said, resorting back to sitting upright, which was very
uncomfortable. "Hello?" Sarah shouted again, still not getting an answer. Suddenly,
the whole room went pitch black. "What the hell?" Sarah whispered, blinking as her
eyes adjusted to the surreal darkness. The silence was even more overbearing than
before, becoming scary. "What happened?" Sarah asked dumbfounded. "Okay
Jareth! Get the fu-" She cut off and stared wide- eyed. The table had lit up, a burst
of blacklight effect colors. The glitter on the table reflected the light, sending tiny rays
all over the room, all of them beautiful mixed colors, like beams of electricity. Sarah
blinked at the lights and stared open-mouthed at the colors. As if that wasn't enough,
she was then showered on by even more glitter, sending the light to her and
reflecting to the rest of the room. Sarah reached out towards the beams, giggling as
one tickled her hand, like static. She slowly put her hand down and froze like a deer
in the headlights when she felt hot breath on the back of her neck. " Excellent choice
of clothing, Sarah." Jareth said lowly. He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her out
of the chair, pulling her towards him and holding her hands behind her back. "Why
do you tempt me so?" He questioned. "I never meant to tempt. "Sarah said rudely.
He jerked her to his face and stared strait through her soul. "You are under my rule,
Sarah. You should not talk to your king like that." He whispered menacingly, grinning
like a fox who has just caught a mouse. "I am not under your rule, or anyone else's
for that matter. Remember that, your Highness. "Sarah spat. Jareth scowled at her
and tightened his grip, causing Sarah to wince slightly. "Do not try me Sarah. The
consequences would be most horrible." Jareth said menacingly. Sarah wiggled free
and sat down at the table. "Now this is better." Jareth said louder, walking over to
his seat and sitting down on his royal ass. "Kathryn! The food, if you will." Jareth
shouted. A young girl walked out of the kitchen with three platters and a bottle of
wine. "Here you are, Sire." She said sweetly. "Thank you, now move along." Jareth
said, shooing the girl away. Sarah's mouth watered when she looked at the plates,
even though it was pretty hard since there wasn't much light. The biggest platter had
filet minion with a side dish of sautéed shrimp. The second platter had every fruit you
could think of, including peaches. And the third platter held about three different
types of champagne, seven different types of wine, and two bottles of rum,
surprisingly. "Whoa." Was all that Sarah could manage. "Help yourself. There is
plenty for both of us." Jareth said, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "How do I know you
didn't do something to it?" Sarah asked suspiciously. "This." Jareth said, putting a
bit of each on his plate and taking a bite of a peach. "I guess your right." Sarah
sighed, piling her plate with the food. They both ate in silence, Sarah enjoying the
view of the lights and Jareth enjoying the view of her shoulders. When they were
finished, a few goblins came in and cleared their plates. "Jareth?" Sarah began."
Yes, Sarah?" Jareth said coolly. "Where are my friends?" She asked in a small
voice. "In my dungeons. Why?" Jareth said . "Because I want to know what's
happening to them." Sarah said angrily, lowering her head but staring strait ahead at
him. "They are fine. The will be out tonight. "Jareth said. Sarah was enraged at him
for putting her friends in a dungeon and was just about to get up and punch him
when....." Jareth! I'm baacckk!" A teen's voice said. A young teen walked in the
room with a fireball in her hand. "Miss me?" She asked, grinning widely.
Author's Notes: A cliffy, for more reviews! Remember guys, You have to leave reviews or I won't update, okay? See ya next chapter!
Disclaimer: (is being carried off by copyrighters) I OWN IT! No, you'll never take me alive coppers!! (evil laughter)
"Shit! Even the castle is a maze!" Sarah yelled in frustration. She kept
walking, occasionally bumping into a goblin or two, resulting in snickers and dirty
looks. Sarah finally gave up and began to pace back and forth. "I'll kill him for this.
How was I supposed to know where the dining room is?" She mumbled to herself.
Angry and scared at the same time, she punched the wall, wincing ahead of time
knowing it would hurt. Her hand went right through the wall. She slightly opened her
eyes and jumped a little at the lack of hand presented to her. Getting what was
happening, she put her other hand in and watched it disappear. She walked through
the wall and came out into a room with a crystalline table, set with wine glasses and
glitter. "Hello?" Sarah said loudly. No answer. "Huh. And I thought I was the one
who was late." She said, pleased that she wasn't. She sat down at the table and
crossed her hands in her lap. Listening, since it was deathly quite, she could hear
little footsteps of goblins in the next room. Delicious smells drifted from the cracks of
the door, along with steam. "Must be the kitchen." Sarah thought to herself. The
chair was surprisingly comfortable, sort of like the plush animals she collected.
Getting comfortable, she leaned back into the chair and found that she was slightly
sinking. "Damn." She said, resorting back to sitting upright, which was very
uncomfortable. "Hello?" Sarah shouted again, still not getting an answer. Suddenly,
the whole room went pitch black. "What the hell?" Sarah whispered, blinking as her
eyes adjusted to the surreal darkness. The silence was even more overbearing than
before, becoming scary. "What happened?" Sarah asked dumbfounded. "Okay
Jareth! Get the fu-" She cut off and stared wide- eyed. The table had lit up, a burst
of blacklight effect colors. The glitter on the table reflected the light, sending tiny rays
all over the room, all of them beautiful mixed colors, like beams of electricity. Sarah
blinked at the lights and stared open-mouthed at the colors. As if that wasn't enough,
she was then showered on by even more glitter, sending the light to her and
reflecting to the rest of the room. Sarah reached out towards the beams, giggling as
one tickled her hand, like static. She slowly put her hand down and froze like a deer
in the headlights when she felt hot breath on the back of her neck. " Excellent choice
of clothing, Sarah." Jareth said lowly. He quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her out
of the chair, pulling her towards him and holding her hands behind her back. "Why
do you tempt me so?" He questioned. "I never meant to tempt. "Sarah said rudely.
He jerked her to his face and stared strait through her soul. "You are under my rule,
Sarah. You should not talk to your king like that." He whispered menacingly, grinning
like a fox who has just caught a mouse. "I am not under your rule, or anyone else's
for that matter. Remember that, your Highness. "Sarah spat. Jareth scowled at her
and tightened his grip, causing Sarah to wince slightly. "Do not try me Sarah. The
consequences would be most horrible." Jareth said menacingly. Sarah wiggled free
and sat down at the table. "Now this is better." Jareth said louder, walking over to
his seat and sitting down on his royal ass. "Kathryn! The food, if you will." Jareth
shouted. A young girl walked out of the kitchen with three platters and a bottle of
wine. "Here you are, Sire." She said sweetly. "Thank you, now move along." Jareth
said, shooing the girl away. Sarah's mouth watered when she looked at the plates,
even though it was pretty hard since there wasn't much light. The biggest platter had
filet minion with a side dish of sautéed shrimp. The second platter had every fruit you
could think of, including peaches. And the third platter held about three different
types of champagne, seven different types of wine, and two bottles of rum,
surprisingly. "Whoa." Was all that Sarah could manage. "Help yourself. There is
plenty for both of us." Jareth said, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "How do I know you
didn't do something to it?" Sarah asked suspiciously. "This." Jareth said, putting a
bit of each on his plate and taking a bite of a peach. "I guess your right." Sarah
sighed, piling her plate with the food. They both ate in silence, Sarah enjoying the
view of the lights and Jareth enjoying the view of her shoulders. When they were
finished, a few goblins came in and cleared their plates. "Jareth?" Sarah began."
Yes, Sarah?" Jareth said coolly. "Where are my friends?" She asked in a small
voice. "In my dungeons. Why?" Jareth said . "Because I want to know what's
happening to them." Sarah said angrily, lowering her head but staring strait ahead at
him. "They are fine. The will be out tonight. "Jareth said. Sarah was enraged at him
for putting her friends in a dungeon and was just about to get up and punch him
when....." Jareth! I'm baacckk!" A teen's voice said. A young teen walked in the
room with a fireball in her hand. "Miss me?" She asked, grinning widely.
Author's Notes: A cliffy, for more reviews! Remember guys, You have to leave reviews or I won't update, okay? See ya next chapter!