Sorry for not updating. My muse departed from me, although I may have a new one, and school has kept me very busy. Enjoy the next chapter. Suggestions welcome.
Chapter 8
Suddenly his lips were upon me. What the? This was not what I was expecting. His lips were soft and I kissed him back against my will. What was I doing? All of a sudden, he pulled away, a confused look in his eye. He took a few quick steps back, turned into a white barn owl and flew out the window. Not knowing fully what just happened, I slumped to the floor. I stayed there a few minutes, hoping to see the owl again, but lost hope quickly. Resigning myself to staying here for the remainder of the 13 hours, I crawled onto his large bed and fell asleep as I now had nothing to entertain me.
Jareth's POV
What was I doing? Her full, soft lips moved against mine and I pulled back. This was not supposed to be happening; she annoys me to absolutely no end. I needed to get away from her. I changed into my owl form and flew out over the labyrinth after picking up a set of clothes from the ground to change into. I let all emotions that girl had wrought upon me since she set foot in my throne room go as I flew effortlessly above my dominion. Finding a nice spot, I landed and transformed back. I pulled on my clothes quickly.
"What has that girl done? She's done nothing but torture me. I've been called nicknames, I've had to chase her around my castle, I've had the goblins singing a horridly awful song, a flaming chicken running around, my hair turning all shades of unnatural colors, scalding water on me, and all my clothes except for one pair, which she happens to be wearing at the moment, thrown out the window. On top of it all she has me talking out loud to myself!"
"I'd say you like her Your Majesty." The Wiseman's hat chimed in.
"Oh shut up before I throw you in the Bog."
"You kissed her didn't you?"
"I thought I told you to shut up." Jareth's glared at the long necked bird perched on the sleeping Wiseman's head.
"Shutting up. But when you realize I'm right, I told you so. You would've sent her to the Bog or worse by now if you didn't." The bird shut its beak and Jareth put his head in his hands. Maybe I do like her. No, that's impossible. Maybe I'll just send her home and rid myself of her annoyance. Yes, that's right. I'll send her home. "By the way, nice ass you have your majesty." I turned back into an owl, flew close enough to the bird hat to make it duck for that last comment and back to my bedroom. I found her asleep on my bed. Assuming a haughty look, I smirked down at her. Only to find that she was rather cute when asleep and not making me want to tear my hair out. She whimpered and opened her eyes.