Be Careful what you Wish For
Well, my –dear- sister Danalas is ordering *cough* I mean, asking for another chapter, so I was forced *coughs again* I mean, I was happy to comply with her demand…wish, I mean wish! Eh heh heh heh…-Anyway-, for those few of you who care, here's another chapter for you. And finally, Sarah's in the story. Anyhow, hope you enjoy this chapter, and remember to review!
Disclaimer: Nope, the Labyrinth isn't mine, nor is anything else you know I don't own. Sparrow and Andros are mine, however, and you're free to use them if you just ask permission first.
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Chapter 4: Chicken! No, goose! Wait, that's not it…oh yes…DUCK!
"Okay…this is nothing. Just go in and…uh…well, we'll wing it from there."
All right, so her pep talk wasn't working. Sparrow was standing in front of the door to Sarah's room, having finally gotten the Goblins directions sorted out enough, and now she had no idea what to do. This wasn't her territory. Ah well, like she said, she'd just have to wing it.
She let out a long breath, straightened her spine. It was now or never. She knocked on the door, before opening it. It was rude, sure, but she couldn't give Sarah the chance to just yell at her to go away.
She probably should have, on retrospect. Especially when she was an object flying towards her. Ducking just in time, she winced as she heard a crash. She hoped whatever that was, hadn't been expensive.
"Jeez, woman! Hold your fire! Make sure you have the right target, at least!"
"What the…you're not him."
"Thanks for noticing."
The two women looked at each other, one with a half smile, the other looking shocked.
Now, Sparrow knew Sarah would be attractive. She'd surfed a few Jennifer Connelly sites in her time, for research on Sarah's looks. And Sarah was no different, she was a gorgeous woman. Her deep brown hair was cut a bit shorter than when she was younger, to her upper back, but it was rich and lustrous. She stood about 5' 7" or so now, with soft curves complimenting her frame.
Wow, was Sparrow feeling inferior right now. Sure, she knew she was a decently attractive individual…but wow. Sarah was in an entirely different league than her. But no matter, her hang-ups were not the issue right now.
"Who are you?" asked Sarah.
"Oh, sorry, I meant to introduce myself. I forgot, what with being target practice and all." Sparrow grinned. Sarah cracked a smile. All was good. "I'm Sparrow Whistler. And no, I'm not a Fae, Faerie, Elf, or otherwise some other fairy tale creature. I'm human, just like you. Even if my parents did give me a name fit for one of Titania's court."
"And you're here…why?" Hoo boy, lying time. Somehow 'I'm here 'cause J is a cowardly git and can't tell you he's in love with you himself' just didn't seem like a good option. So she went with her cover story.
"I'm here because I traded myself for my niece, when I wished her away." Hey, it wasn't that bad a cover story. In fact, wouldn't make a half-bad fanfic…no, not now. File that one away for later.
"You didn't run the Labyrinth?" Sarah asked, sitting down on a plush green chair. The room was done in green and cream, with mahogany wood. It was a very pretty room.
Sparrow sat down on a chair facing opposite. She was glad to get Sarah's mind off other matters, namely J, and the fact that her brother was out in the Labyrinth. At least it kept her from throwing things.
"No, I didn't." Sparrow explained. Hell, if she ever had wished her niece away, she was pretty sure it would transpire something like how she was telling. "Frankly, I'd almost wished myself away, but I wished her away instead, since I didn't know if it'd work with just me. And I didn't even want to take the chance, that I would lose and he'd get Emily. So I made the deal. But that's all right. This place is incredible; I never really fit in back in the real world, so this is a dream come true for me. And Jareth even said I could go home to visit my family, for the holidays. He's really not that bad a guy, when you get to know him." Uh oh…wrong thing to say…
"Are you KIDDING!?!" Sarah yelled, jumping from her chair. Oh dear, she was pacing. That was never good. "He steals children!"
"Well, if we want to get technical, no. You 'ask for the child to be taken'. That's not stealing, per se."
"Well…yeah, I know." Sarah conceded. "I figured that one out a while ago…but still! He –does- turn them into goblins!"
"That I can't give you a yes or no answer on. I keep forgetting to ask whether it's true or not." Sparrow admitted. "But look on the bright side! You're definitely too old to be turned into one, if they are!" Oh for the love of…this was –not- Sparrow's day. Her mouth was bypassing her brain completely again.
"Oh God, Toby! Damn it, he's out there by himself!" Sarah was looking really distraught by now. Sparrow sighed, feeling guilty. She'd wanted to help Sarah, and all she'd succeeded in doing was putting her foot in her mouth. And she could understand Sarah's worry for her little brother. While she was the youngest child of three, she did her just turned two niece, Emily. That kid already had Sparrow wrapped around her little finger.
Well, there was only one thing to do. It was going to be hard. Really hard. Like Olympic marathon hard. But she had to do it. Sarah couldn't, it would be against the rules. So that left her. Sigh. And here she thought she'd get off easy, being a supporting character that made wisecracks.
"Don't worry, Sarah." Sparrow said softly, headed for the door.
"What are you going to do?"
"Help, of course." Sparrow looked back, giving a half-smile. "Look, I can't promise Toby will win, but he'll make it out safe. I promise."
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"ANDROS!"
"You bellowed, dearest?"
Sparrow nearly jumped a foot. She had been on her way to the throne room to look for Andros, until she realized that was most likely where Jareth would be. So she had gone with option two. Lovely, how they could appear like that, came in handy. Too bad Sparrow couldn't do that. It'd save her a lot of trouble.
"Thank goodness. I need you." She told him, before mentally cringing, knowing how he'd construe what she said.
"Really?" He drawled, quirking an eyebrow. "Really, Sparrow, I hadn't known you were so…forward."
"Oh come off it, you arrogant jerk, and get your mind out of the gutter." She growled. "You know very well that's –not- what I meant."
"Pity."
Sparrow rolled her eyes. She didn't have time for this. "Andy, I need your help. Please."
"Oh?" Ah, now she had his interest. "With what? You know very well I can't take Sarah and Toby home. And considering the objective of your 'job' here, I wouldn't think it'd be in your best interest."
"Not to mention J would drop me in front of the cleaners…in fact, he still may do that." Sparrow grimaced. She hadn't thought of that until now. Oh well. "But I have to help. My conscience will berate me endlessly if I don't."
"And just what do you have planned?"
"Toby's out there alone, in the Labyrinth, right?"
"Right."
"Well…he won't be for long. Beam me up, Scotty, I'm about to run the Labyrinth. And hopefully, live to tell the tale…"
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That's right, I'm actually featuring the Labyrinth prominently in one of my stories. I'm shocked as everyone else, I don't usually have the actually labyrinth in my stories too much. Guess I'm making up for lost time. Anyway, next chapter will feature Toby and Sparrow traversing the Labyrinth. Anyhow, hope you enjoyed this chapter, and remember…
"Please leave a contribution in the little review box"
Emerald, The Lady Destiny a.k.a. Emmy-chan
Well, my –dear- sister Danalas is ordering *cough* I mean, asking for another chapter, so I was forced *coughs again* I mean, I was happy to comply with her demand…wish, I mean wish! Eh heh heh heh…-Anyway-, for those few of you who care, here's another chapter for you. And finally, Sarah's in the story. Anyhow, hope you enjoy this chapter, and remember to review!
Disclaimer: Nope, the Labyrinth isn't mine, nor is anything else you know I don't own. Sparrow and Andros are mine, however, and you're free to use them if you just ask permission first.
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Chapter 4: Chicken! No, goose! Wait, that's not it…oh yes…DUCK!
"Okay…this is nothing. Just go in and…uh…well, we'll wing it from there."
All right, so her pep talk wasn't working. Sparrow was standing in front of the door to Sarah's room, having finally gotten the Goblins directions sorted out enough, and now she had no idea what to do. This wasn't her territory. Ah well, like she said, she'd just have to wing it.
She let out a long breath, straightened her spine. It was now or never. She knocked on the door, before opening it. It was rude, sure, but she couldn't give Sarah the chance to just yell at her to go away.
She probably should have, on retrospect. Especially when she was an object flying towards her. Ducking just in time, she winced as she heard a crash. She hoped whatever that was, hadn't been expensive.
"Jeez, woman! Hold your fire! Make sure you have the right target, at least!"
"What the…you're not him."
"Thanks for noticing."
The two women looked at each other, one with a half smile, the other looking shocked.
Now, Sparrow knew Sarah would be attractive. She'd surfed a few Jennifer Connelly sites in her time, for research on Sarah's looks. And Sarah was no different, she was a gorgeous woman. Her deep brown hair was cut a bit shorter than when she was younger, to her upper back, but it was rich and lustrous. She stood about 5' 7" or so now, with soft curves complimenting her frame.
Wow, was Sparrow feeling inferior right now. Sure, she knew she was a decently attractive individual…but wow. Sarah was in an entirely different league than her. But no matter, her hang-ups were not the issue right now.
"Who are you?" asked Sarah.
"Oh, sorry, I meant to introduce myself. I forgot, what with being target practice and all." Sparrow grinned. Sarah cracked a smile. All was good. "I'm Sparrow Whistler. And no, I'm not a Fae, Faerie, Elf, or otherwise some other fairy tale creature. I'm human, just like you. Even if my parents did give me a name fit for one of Titania's court."
"And you're here…why?" Hoo boy, lying time. Somehow 'I'm here 'cause J is a cowardly git and can't tell you he's in love with you himself' just didn't seem like a good option. So she went with her cover story.
"I'm here because I traded myself for my niece, when I wished her away." Hey, it wasn't that bad a cover story. In fact, wouldn't make a half-bad fanfic…no, not now. File that one away for later.
"You didn't run the Labyrinth?" Sarah asked, sitting down on a plush green chair. The room was done in green and cream, with mahogany wood. It was a very pretty room.
Sparrow sat down on a chair facing opposite. She was glad to get Sarah's mind off other matters, namely J, and the fact that her brother was out in the Labyrinth. At least it kept her from throwing things.
"No, I didn't." Sparrow explained. Hell, if she ever had wished her niece away, she was pretty sure it would transpire something like how she was telling. "Frankly, I'd almost wished myself away, but I wished her away instead, since I didn't know if it'd work with just me. And I didn't even want to take the chance, that I would lose and he'd get Emily. So I made the deal. But that's all right. This place is incredible; I never really fit in back in the real world, so this is a dream come true for me. And Jareth even said I could go home to visit my family, for the holidays. He's really not that bad a guy, when you get to know him." Uh oh…wrong thing to say…
"Are you KIDDING!?!" Sarah yelled, jumping from her chair. Oh dear, she was pacing. That was never good. "He steals children!"
"Well, if we want to get technical, no. You 'ask for the child to be taken'. That's not stealing, per se."
"Well…yeah, I know." Sarah conceded. "I figured that one out a while ago…but still! He –does- turn them into goblins!"
"That I can't give you a yes or no answer on. I keep forgetting to ask whether it's true or not." Sparrow admitted. "But look on the bright side! You're definitely too old to be turned into one, if they are!" Oh for the love of…this was –not- Sparrow's day. Her mouth was bypassing her brain completely again.
"Oh God, Toby! Damn it, he's out there by himself!" Sarah was looking really distraught by now. Sparrow sighed, feeling guilty. She'd wanted to help Sarah, and all she'd succeeded in doing was putting her foot in her mouth. And she could understand Sarah's worry for her little brother. While she was the youngest child of three, she did her just turned two niece, Emily. That kid already had Sparrow wrapped around her little finger.
Well, there was only one thing to do. It was going to be hard. Really hard. Like Olympic marathon hard. But she had to do it. Sarah couldn't, it would be against the rules. So that left her. Sigh. And here she thought she'd get off easy, being a supporting character that made wisecracks.
"Don't worry, Sarah." Sparrow said softly, headed for the door.
"What are you going to do?"
"Help, of course." Sparrow looked back, giving a half-smile. "Look, I can't promise Toby will win, but he'll make it out safe. I promise."
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"ANDROS!"
"You bellowed, dearest?"
Sparrow nearly jumped a foot. She had been on her way to the throne room to look for Andros, until she realized that was most likely where Jareth would be. So she had gone with option two. Lovely, how they could appear like that, came in handy. Too bad Sparrow couldn't do that. It'd save her a lot of trouble.
"Thank goodness. I need you." She told him, before mentally cringing, knowing how he'd construe what she said.
"Really?" He drawled, quirking an eyebrow. "Really, Sparrow, I hadn't known you were so…forward."
"Oh come off it, you arrogant jerk, and get your mind out of the gutter." She growled. "You know very well that's –not- what I meant."
"Pity."
Sparrow rolled her eyes. She didn't have time for this. "Andy, I need your help. Please."
"Oh?" Ah, now she had his interest. "With what? You know very well I can't take Sarah and Toby home. And considering the objective of your 'job' here, I wouldn't think it'd be in your best interest."
"Not to mention J would drop me in front of the cleaners…in fact, he still may do that." Sparrow grimaced. She hadn't thought of that until now. Oh well. "But I have to help. My conscience will berate me endlessly if I don't."
"And just what do you have planned?"
"Toby's out there alone, in the Labyrinth, right?"
"Right."
"Well…he won't be for long. Beam me up, Scotty, I'm about to run the Labyrinth. And hopefully, live to tell the tale…"
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That's right, I'm actually featuring the Labyrinth prominently in one of my stories. I'm shocked as everyone else, I don't usually have the actually labyrinth in my stories too much. Guess I'm making up for lost time. Anyway, next chapter will feature Toby and Sparrow traversing the Labyrinth. Anyhow, hope you enjoyed this chapter, and remember…
"Please leave a contribution in the little review box"
Emerald, The Lady Destiny a.k.a. Emmy-chan