This is for Autumn92685039 and also an apology for being so late with the last chapter (and it being incredibly short). Between school, and not having the motivation, I was lazy in updating. Wrote this chapter withing the past 2 hours. Hope you all enjoy.

Ch 4

As I wandered around the stone corridors, I found many interesting rooms. Most, I couldn't discern any purpose for, and continued to wander before Jareth stopped the Goblins and came looking for me. Eventually, I found a storage closet with some interesting things in it. I rummaged around and found a few jars and tubes that looked useful to me. Sticking them in various hiding places on my body or in pockets, I quietly slipped out of the room and sprinted quietly down the hallway. As I rounded a corner, I ran into a brick wall which unfortunately turned out to be Jareth who glared at me from his slightly taller stature.

"And where do you think you're going?" Damn it.

"Um, nowhere in particular. Just enjoying your castle." Darn, I'm slipping. He continued to glare at me.

"Really? I thought I said you were staying in the throne room." He grinned menacingly at me, showing his pointed canines. This was not good.

"I was just planning on going back. Got a bit lost." A pathetic grin spread over my face.

"Good. Come." He grabbed my wrist and harshly pulled me to him. The next instant we were back in the throne room with a few Goblins playing with chickens. Ending the contact as quickly as it had started, he pushed me away causing me to stumble a few steps, right onto a chicken. As I stood up, some powder from a jar I took fell out onto said chicken which promptly burst into flames.

"Ahh! Put it out! Put it out!" I screamed. Not my original intension for that substance but it will do. I backed away from the flaming chicken, wide-eyed and looked at Jareth who had his hand over his face. He flicked his wrist and a ball flew at the chicken, which didn't seem to know anything was wrong. The crystal popped and nothing happened. A frown crossed his face and he threw another crystal. Nothing again.

"Fetch some water!" He bellowed, several Goblins ran to get some. A minute later the chicken was still flaming but now wet also and sputtering with indignation at nearly being drowned. I inwardly laughed at Jareth's expression until it darkened and he stalked towards me. "What magic did you use?" Oops.

"I don't have magic." I didn't, not naturally. He glared before something dawned on him and he quickly snatched the jar from between my breasts. "Hey!" Couldn't he have magicked it into his hand? Pervert.

"FirePowder huh? Now where did you get this? Douse it with beer!" The Goblins paused. "Now!" They scrambled and poured the minimal amount of their precious brew on the chicken and the flames did. "I wonder what other tricks you have up your sleeves, or between your breasts should I say?" He grinned.

"There's nothing else there." I crossed my arms and glared back at him. Damn King, thinking he can touch me again. No!

"Good. Although they are nice, I shall refrain grabbing between them again." He turned away and I grinned taking something from my back pocket.

Jareth's POV

Following a crystal, I quickly found where that girl was. She was coming towards me so I stood in the hallway planning to say something to her as she ran past. I didn't expect her to turn the corner and run into me. I glared at her hiding my surprise at having her body pressed against mine for that split second.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"Um, nowhere in particular. Just enjoying your castle." Hmm. Apparently nerves reduce her ability to lie convincingly. I must keep that in mind.

"Really? I thought I said you were staying in the throne room." A grin spread over my face. I made it as mincing as possible. I might as well keep my advantage with her nerves.

"I was just planning on going back. Got a bit lost." A pathetic grin was on her face. Perfect, my plan is working.

"Good. Come." I grabbed her wrist and pulled her body harshly against mine before teleporting back to the throne room. She feels so nice. No, stop cannot think of that. I pushed her away before more thought entered my head. I watched her stumble and land next to a chicken. She finally looked undignified. A low chuckle escaped me although she didn't hear. The laughter died as the chicken burst into flames as she stood up. She didn't have magic. How was that possible?

"Ahh! Put it out! Put it out!" I put my hand over my face. That was funny. I guess I was wrong about the magic. I flicked a crystal ball to put out the chicken. Nothing happened. I frowned and threw another ball. Same thing. What was going on?

"Fetch some water!" My Goblins obeyed but the water did nothing. I must be magic. A storm brew inside me at that thought and I advanced towards her. "What magic did you use?"

"I don't have magic." She looked innocent enough although I had been fooled before. Suddenly some things dawned on me. I snatched the jar that was between her breasts. "Hey!" They were nice. Not the time to think of that!

"FirePowder huh? Now where did you get this? Douse it with beer!" The Goblins paused. "Now!" They obeyed using as little as possible and the flames were out leaving a wet beer-battered chicken. "I wonder what other tricks you have up your sleeves, or between your breasts should I say?" I grinned showing my canines again.

"There's nothing else there." She crossed her arms and flared, again I loved the consequences of that gesture.

"Good. Although they are nice, I shall refrain grabbing between them again." I turned away from her only to be assaulted with something a moment later.