Pushing aside mountains of books she refrained from sending them out the window. 'Tempting, truly a tempting thing to do to that ass's book collection. What would he do? Spank me?' She was pissed; he had some nerve last night. When noises came from behind her she grabbed the largest volume around her and prepared to stop being nice to the trespassers of the library. "Hoggle?" Looking down she met the dwarfs raised eyebrows. Lowering the book she had been holding she had the good grace to blush. "Thought you were one of those goblins ruining my work, or that prig Jareth. Either way…" She smiled sweetly and the older man couldn't help but chuckle.
'You's a collector ah trouble girl.' He thought pulling up a pile of books to sit on. "Hows ya been Sarah?" He was worried about her, she was most likely not behaving and Jareth was not one to tolorate insolence.
"Could be better, but it could also be worse. Doesn't stop me from complaining though."
'She's changed.' He knew she wasn't as 'why me' as she had when she first arrived. More defiant but not so spoiled. "So he put ye to work in 'ere eh?" She nodded looking at her progress.
"Looks a dreadful mess but I suppose it'll be finished by the end of the month. Can you go to the aboveground?"
"Ya…oh no you don't lass. Is a cant take ya if that's what ya getting at."
"I wasn't asking you to, I was wondering though if you could get something from my room."
"What." She turned red slightly but answered.
"My glasses, I use them for reading."
"How does they?" He started.
"My eyes have a problem and when I read too much it makes my head ache." She explained seeing the confusion. "Could you just get them for me?" She pleaded knowing that any more days like before and a repeat of last night may happen. Giving her best pleading face she watched the man's resolve crumble.
"All right, all right! Just don't look at me like that anymore." She grinned and hugged him.
"Thank you sooooo much." She cooed showing some joy for the first time in a long while. That was of course till the bell chimed from the clock. "Oh great." She all but snarled.
"What." His royal pain wants me to dine with him. I'd rather starve." She stated standing tall.
"I'll com 'gain later today. 'fore dinner." She nodded and slipped out the door. Rolling her eyes at the post she purposely slowed her pace. Not enough to get shoved forward but enough to make sure Jareth waited. She was rewarded with a glare from him when she finally reached the table. Thankfully there was no harpy present like the night before.
"When will you end your childish games Sarah?" He asked as he watched her seat herself.
"When will you get a life?" She countered reaching for a sandwich. Narrowing his gaze at her he reached for her wrist. "Let me guess." Raising an eyebrow she finished. "Don't defy you?" Pulling her forward he made her reach across the table.
"Maybe punishment would be the key to your ways."
"Such as?" She questioned, glaring at him with her ash-brown eyes. But there was a slight shaking to her hand, which he held. Grinning cruelly he opened his mouth.
"Jareth darling." Both moved to their respected seats at the entrance of Mandela. Sarah nearly looked thankful. "Oh, your pet is here too." He was sure he heard Sarah grumble something along the lines of no brain cells. He was inclined to agree. "Has she been punished?"
"We were discussing that as you walked in. But as for the event in last night."
"He got me back for that." She interrupted, her cheeks turned slightly pink but not enough for much notice. "And I kindly request that you never do such a deed again." Her voice made sure that her words were not a request but rather a demand/order. "I'm not hungry." She made to leave but with a wave of his magic he had her seated.
"You will eat. You are far too thin." Another wisp of magic and mass sandwiches floated to her plate. She scowled.
"Be grateful little mortal. My brother feeds his pets but once a day. Less if they misbehave."
"Oh goody." She mumbled under her breath. Looking to the food she felt her stomach object, the thought of eating that much was not good. 'I don't even eat that much on normal occasions.' Never, had she been a big eater, Karen's cooking hadn't helped in that way of her habits either. "I'm sure he is a disgusting pig." 'Like you.' She added mentally, glorifying in the woman's appearing anger. "Do you have something of some importance to say, for in all truth I rather be locked in the highest tower if it meant I never saw the likes of you two." She made it a point to make eye contact with Jareth as well when she spoke. Grabbing a sandwich she took a bite, not letting onto the shock she felt when discovering that it was a simple peanut butter version. 'My favorite.' She was only able to get down two before being too full to continue. Looking to the mound left for her to eat she nearly groaned. "Where's Merlin when I need him." She groaned softly. Many a time she had slipped him her uneaten meals. "You don't honestly expect me to eat all this do you?" She questioned looking to the king.
"Its not much."
Looking to her he noted her reaction, disbelief. "Not much? I eat this many in a week. I'm full."
"GO then, but if you leave the table without finishing that plate you shan't eat till noon tomorrow."
"Oh there's a new punishment." She let out sarcastically. Standing as she did so. "Taking pointers from Karen now?" As she walked out the door grinned back at him. "Really, food is not something I eat much of, I can last a lot longer than noon tomorrow." With that the door slammed behind her.
On my next update she SHALL escape. (which is actually written on paper so it shouldn't take as long as this one had to get done.) Sorry about that. ANY way Stewy you should be happy, read and be well. Ummmmmm REVIEW. I love reading them and having them stroke my ego.
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