I'm so sorry this took so long. I've been busy with school. This chapter is dedicated to autumn92685039 who came up with the idea. I may use the other half at a later point in time. For now, enjoy and remember, you decide on Jareth's torture. )

He produced a peach. I looked at it with disdain. I didn't particularly like the fruit to begin with, but there was no way in hell I was going to eat one produced by this man.

"It's quite good." Sure…

"I'm not hungry." The peach disappeared.

"Suit yourself." He walked back to his throne and sat in the same position I had walked in on. He started playing with a crystal. "What is your fondest desire my dear?" How dare he ask me that question?

"None of your business." I was getting annoyed with him. Now, what could I do? I vowed to make him miserable, might was well start now. I grinned inwardly as a thought came to me. "Well G.K., are you going to show me around or do I get to wander your halls myself?" I said as sarcastically as possible.

"You're going to remain here for… What did you just call me?"

"G.K.? Something wrong?"

"That is not my name," he huffed.

"It's your new nickname. I don't feel like saying Goblin King all the time." I walked over to the window and looked out.

"Well, I will not allow you to address me like that." His anger was showing in his voice.

"How?" I turned back towards him with a smirk on my face.

"I just will." Hm, apparently when enraged he thinks like a toddler.

"Have it your way G.K." A low growl escaped his throat. This was working better than I thought.

"I order you to stop calling me that."

"And how, G.K. are you going to enforce it?" I snuck a look back at him. His mouth was working but no sound was coming out. I raised an eyebrow, reveling in this feeling of accomplishment. "Well?" He jumped out of his throne and stormed over to where I was standing. His hands slammed onto the cold stone on either side of my head. I stared at him, noticing a slip in his impeccable mask.

"I'm not responsible for my actions should you call me that again."

"Really? Well G.K. you don't seem to scare me, nor am I going to feel intimidated." Rage seemed to boil to the surface.

"Fine!" He threw his hands up in the air and walked briskly to a door behind hi throne. "Have it you way!" He slammed the door behind him. After a moment of silence the main door opened and a goblin peeked around the opening. Another idea popped into my head…

Jareth's POV

"Well G.K., are you going to show me around or do I get to wander your halls myself?" I rolled my eyes inwardly.

"You're going to remain here for…" I paused as something registered in my mind. "What did you just call me?" I looked at her amazed.

"G.K.? Something wrong?"

"That is not my name." How dare she address me like that? I'm a King!

"It's your new nickname. I don't feel like saying Goblin King all the time." She turned and walked to a narrow window.

"Well, I will not allow you to address me like that." She was getting me angrier than I had been in years.

"How?" She turned around and smirked. I'm the only one who smirks around here!

"I just will." Oh, for the love of the underground that sounded stupid. That holds no weight. What am I thinking?

"Have it your way G.K." Grr. She's being so non-chalant about it.

"I order you to stop calling me that."

"And how, G.K. are you going to enforce it?" Damn nascence of a girl. "Well?" That was the last straw. I quickly got off my chair and strode forcefully over to her slamming my hands on either side of her head on the wall. She didn't even flinch! The corner of my lip twitched.

"I'm not responsible for my actions should you call me that again." One last try with words.

"Really? Well G.K. you don't seem to scare me, nor am I going to feel intimidated." That was it! One more minute with this infuriating girl and I'd do something I'd regret.

"Fine!" I threw my hands in the air and headed to the door to the inner castle. "Have it you way!" I slammed the door behind me and stormed through the winding corridors. A good run would do me good. I need calm down before I faced that tiresome female currently residing in my throne room. I continued wandering for a good 30 minutes before I felt sufficient in my ability to not sned her to the Bog or worse. One more deep breath and I entered my throne room to find her with my goblins under order. What did she have up her sleeve this time?