Reasons to Stay Awake
Chapter Four
Mystcgrl99
A/N: Um… Sorry? I know its been forever, a bit over two years in fact. I have no excuse. Well, I do, but I don't feel like revealing all the hidden secrets of my life to the general public. So I hope you will all accept my sincerest apologies, and enjoy the revival of my devious muse. Oh, and I went to a David Bowie concert last May, and would like to apologize to Mr. Bowie for the slanderous Sock Theory, after the concert, it has been proven incorrect. And now…
Dragging Deirdre forcefully from Jareth's side; she was trying to braid his hair and put in pink ribbons; Sarah took her downstairs in search for a bit of lunch and a quiet word without the blonde menace overhearing. Sitting down at the table after pulling out a bag of chips, Sarah thought about what to tell Di Without realizing it, Di took the decision out of Sarah's hands. "Hey Sar, that pendant is new, where did it come from?"
Looking down on what she had thought was hidden, Sarah sighed. Well, at least now she knew where to start. "Di, in your training at Avalon, did they teach you anything about dreams? Because I could swear that's where it came from. I had the oddest dream last night, about the time when I beat Jareth's Labyrinth. It was in the Escher Room, right after I said the words, but in the dream it didn't end the way it had in life. Jareth offered me my trophy, which was this pendent. He always wore it while I was there. Then I woke up. I just found it on my bedside table when I woke from my little nap."
Taking a handful of chips, Deirdre gently took the pendent from Sarah, and after swallowing a mouthful of food, began mumbling under her breath. After a moment the pendent began to shine with a greenish silver light. All of a sudden Deirdre yelped and dropped the pendent. "Damn!" She says, "That hurt! Well, that does explain a few things. Sarah, I read your diary, that's how I knew about your time in the Underground, but was there something that happened that you forgot to write down? Something that you were afraid of putting in even something as private as that?"
Sarah began to blush, recalling exactly what she had left out, in case her stepmother ever decided to be nosy. The incident in the ballroom came vividly to mind, and she began to recall the details to her best friend. Sitting back, Deirdre whistled, thinking things over. "All right, Sar," she said, "Its time for Magic Basics 101. You know that Jareth is a Fae. Considering his ability to change things like stones and all that as he wishes, it is no surprise that he has an affinity for Earth Magic. That is why the pendent glowed green when I tried my little spell. Normally Water and Earth get along just fine, but your Goblin King is somewhat prickly, so even one with good intentions would get stung a bit. Jareth put a protection spell on the pendent. He gave it to you through your dream. Without someone wishing a baby away, or something of the sort, he has very few ways he can touch this world, much less contact someone here. Dreams are one of these. I'm not sure why he decided to act now, but he must see some reason why you should be protected. I believe that we have a few questions to ask your dear Goblin King."
Drawing breath, Deirdre allowed Sarah a chance to sink in the information. Nibbling on a cookie she had gotten while listening to Deirdre's deluge, Sarah thought for a moment before asking what seemed to her the most obvious question, "Why do you keep referring to him as "My Goblin King"? He is most certainly not mine, and I have a feeling that he wouldn't appreciate the implication either."
Snatching a cookie from Sarah, Deirdre was amazed at how naïve her dear friend could be at times. Giving her the most cheeky smile one can with a cookie stuffed mouth, Deirdre thought about how to best answer this question. Honesty is sometimes the best choice, but only when you get to have fun saying it.
"My dear Sarah, you do realize that his Royal Tightness has been drooling all over you since he arrived this morning? And have you ever thought about how willing you were to ditch classes at the sight of him? I know you probably don't want to hear this, but there is definitely chemistry going on between the two of you. I just want to know what he thinks you need to be protected from? I need to know if I should warn my grandmother at Avalon."
Before the glaring Sarah could protest the thought of something between she and Jareth, they heard a muffled curse from upstairs, before a slightly disheveled looking Jareth appeared at their elbows. Glaring at Deirdre and Sarah alike, Jareth took a cookie and went into the living room to see what was on the wonderful contraption that red-headed demon had introduced him to. Waggling her eyebrows at Sarah in a suggestive manner, Deirdre called out, "Hey Sarah, how was the phone call from Bobby? Is he going to take you to the Spring Dance or not?"
The silence in the other room was suddenly interrupted by a seemingly jealous Jareth, who demanded to know who this Bobby was. Covering her face in her hands, the implications of what Deirdre had just proven to her hit hard, as said red head began to laugh uproariously.