A/n: LONG AUTHORS NOTE. DO NOT READ IF IMPAIENT. BUT YOU'D ALREADY KNOW TO DO THAT WITHOUT ME TELLING YOU. BUT, REALLY YOU MIGHT AS WELL GO FOR IT BECAUSE YOU'VE ALREADY READ THIS FAR. Okie dokes. This chapter is extra long and quickly (comparatively!) out as an apology to everyone XD for making everyone wait so long for chapter 12 and for not getting back to many of you in your reviews. I'm sorry friends- just so you know I make a happy squeal every time I notice I have a new review even if its one that says "you suck- learn English moron" I still cry tears of happiness. Anyhoo, here's chapter 13. The chapter where stuff will actually start happening…
Disclaimer: Jimmy-boy Henson
Chapter 13: His royal jealous-face
So she was trapped in a big castle surrounded by an even bigger maze in a place that's not supposed to exist.
Well.
Could be worst.
At least her bed was really comfy.
"Squishy…" Sarah whispered. She was happy because she thought she at least got a few hours of sleep in.
She laid out on top of her blankets because it was too hot to sleep in her clothes.
Sadly she realized she couldn't take them off.
No bra…no underwear… the clothes had to stay.
She considered sorting through labyrinth jr (she named her new closet) and finding something to wear, but that would sort of be accepting something the butt head's given her.
'L.J.' was an obvious attempt to shower her with gifts and she wanted to even more bluntly not accept them.
She would accept food though.
In fact, she would accept breakfast (lunch? Dinner? What time is it?) right now. But she wasn't gonna ask.
With a heavy sigh she knew it was about time to get lost in the castle again-Get some food (Why the heck do people have eat all the time?- it's annoying), find info on her friends, and avoid the king. Bingo.
It was unlikely Jareth stored the others in the castle itself.
She padded down a long dirty staircase, looking for them even if it was likely in vain.
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Dad must be furious.
Karen probably wants her watch back. ha ha!! I lost it! I lost it!
And she wouldn't blame them.
She did disappear abruptly- no note, no nothing…
Buutt-In the world of excuses 'I got turned into a goblin' is a pretty damn good one and she was gonna ride on it.
Who knows- they might believe her. She didn't know how, but for everyone else she could just say she was struck by lighting.
Ya'know….
…to explain her hair…
that was probably the most believable thing.
For now Sarah just kept going down staircase after staircase.
It wasn't going so well, it was taking her a whole lotta nowhere.
She was beginning to maybe see truth in what that old man said yesterday.
Sometimes…the way forward is sometimes the way baaack…
It was like…like she was going down, but arriving on the same floor everytime.
"Monkeys!" She growled and looked around.
Everything looked similar, same staircase going up, same staircase going down…a little window and two opposing corridors with thin maroon curtains hanging over them.
The curtains wafted slightly with the breeze coming from the window.
It was the same.
It had to be the same!
That or his interior design was super lazy! Making every floor the exact same…
She glanced at the stairs going down and cringed.
No more of that. She had probably taken it twenty times already.
But should she go up???
Would that do the same thing?
It was so confusing.
She decided rather to wander up to the left curtain and pull it back. What she received was a limestone wall.
"Wha?" She breathed and closed it again.
When it was closed she could see from a tiny gap that there was a hall there. When she opened it -it was wall again!
"No!"
Panic started to rise in her throat so she ran to the right curtain and pulled that back.
Same thing.
"Oh damnit." She closed that curtain again and pushed her fingers in the middle of it.
The cloth gave and there was clearly no wall underneath it.
Sarah grinned and started to move forward, just walking into the curtain and slowly making her way in the hidden hallway.
Going through the curtain it started to rise over her body as she went further in. When she held it over her head for a sec she saw it.
Herself-
She saw herself staring back at her- hidden ten feet away in the darkness.
Her heart caught in her throat and she stared the image before her.
Something glinted from the light she was releasing and it took her a moments pause before she burst out in giggles.
A mirror.
She was staring at a mirror.
She started to walk towards it and her image shot up and glared at her.
"Idiot! Don't let go of the curtain- you'll be trapped in here! Moron!" It growled.
Sarah screamed and ran out releasing the curtain.
She fell on her butt.
"Now see, if you had run forward- the wall would've closed behind you."
A voice sounded from behind the curtain.
"What?" Sarah gasped and jumped up to swing the curtain back.
Of course she got wall again.
"Idiot." A muffled, irritated voice said.
"This is so weird." Sarah stated with wonder and did the same thing she did before- walked through the curtain.
When she got to the end of it she held the curtain above her head- sort of tugging her weight on it.
Her image quirked an eyebrow at her.
"You have more brains than a goblin if you figured that out, but it doesn't seem to get any better than that, does it?"
It took a second for Sarah to register his insult, because it was taking her a little longer to absorb that she was talking to her reflection- with a sort of masculine sounding voice.
"You know, you with your man voice….using my face to talk with your man voice…"
"It's a little disarming… gotta admit."
"Really? I thought you looked weird, with such a masculine face with an extremely nasally girly voice."
Sarah blinked at him.
"Hey, will it give a person seven years bad luck to break a mirror here?" Sarah glanced around the room. It was dark, but the mirror seemed to be the only thing in here.
"I've never heard of something so silly…"
"That's a no?"
"Yes, why?"
"Keep being such an ass and you might find out."
"What?..ehh…" The thing finally got what she was getting at and responded with immediate fire." You ugly, disgusting human- lay one greasy finger on me and I'll-" It cut off, with its lip curled.
"What?" Sarah glanced disinterestedly at him.
He didn't answer, just snarled his(well, actually HER) lip at her.
"Ah…little dog syndrome, eh?" Sarah nodded.
"What?"
"You know,...how little dogs bark all the time… big dogs don't really have too…"She added conversationally.
"What?" It interrupted, she shrugged.
"-because it kind of goes without saying that they're tough- but little dogs- they bark a lot to try to make up for being tough. But really, It just comes off annoying…"
"What are talking about?" The mirror growled irritably.
"You're a little dog, shiny."
The thing studied her.
"You aren't actually a human, are you?"
It was her turn to curl her lip.
"Shut up."
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Sarah should be about awake now, Jareth questioned to himself. He glanced at his clock. He allowed her to have an extra long nap to kind of cool her down. It's been a trying couple of days for her he knew and he should let her rest.
But damnnit.
He didn't like being ignored.
Expecially by his brand new wifey! Who also happens to be the love of his life!
He should march up there, pull her out of bed an lay a big juicy one on her.
He grinned at that thought.
She'd be ssooo mad.
He crinkled his nose. (She's so cute!)
But that mad probably wouldn't stop for a while. His grin kind of drupped.
Maybe he should let her rest.
But damnnit…
His eyes flared.
Not for much longer.
The goblins watched their master at a safe distance. He was making the oddest expressions ranging from giddy to grumpy- occasionally giggling or growling. He was like a one man show. He started laughing out loud and they cringed. That thought thought couldn't be good...
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a/n more coming soon- I actually got my writer's swoosh back :D tah dah!!