Disclaimer: Jareth belongs to Jim Henson, the story he's referring to is "New Friends, New Conflicts" (story ID: 1078124), and the promise he's referring to was made in part 3 of "A Visit from the Goblin King" (story ID: 715325). I belong to me…well, if anybody has anything to say about it, I actually belong to Ben Del Ponte and Sallie Drazzi. XD
I was sleeping peacefully when I detected a presence in my room. It wasn't Itchie, who was lying beside me, sleeping as well.
Said dog started acting like she did when my parents got up in the morning. She wanted up.
I opened one bleary eye and saw a tall form standing over me. Having seen it three times before, I recognized it immediately and buried myself deeper under the blankets.
"Jareth!!" I screeched. "Are you insane?! I'm still in my pajamas!!"
He chuckled and I noticed he was holding something in his hand. It looked like a bottle. "Am I insane? Well, that's debatable. I saw you actually finished a story." He held up the bottle. "I came to celebrate."
"I don't drink."
"I believe this beverage is called 'ginger ale'."
"Oh." I said, shifting Itchie so she wouldn't jump off the bed. "Well, can you wait until, you know, later? Number one, I'm not dressed. Number two, my parents will be home any minute. Number three…well one and two are plenty."
He shrugged. "Very well, Lisa." He leaned over me and kissed me. Smiling, he said, "I always keep my promises." And he was gone.
Sighing, I pushed Itchie to my side and went back to sleep.
The End.