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Change For The Better

Chapter 4

Jareth

He didn't really think that breakfast would go as well as it did. He cursed the feirys for calling for him. All they were whining about was the stupid head policy. Apparently, someone had taken off another head and then it was a flying frenzie of heads everywhere!

Jareth wanted to know so much more about Andro-Andy. But when he had returned she was no longer in his room, or in hers. He called for the goblin Rudsuck, her temorary servant to ask where she was. He said she was exploring the castle.

Jareth didn't like the idea of her in the castle unattended. There were very many dangerous things in the castle. But Jareth had business to attend to and could not worry about that at the moment.

"But Father!"

"No, Jareth! You can not go to the UpperWorld unless the words are said! It's the rules!" The High King was in his throne room when Jareth had appeared in front of him.

"You already have an assignment to take care of the girl named Andromeda! Deal with that first before coming to me about the Upperworld."

Jareth wanted to go see Sara one last time.

Plain and Simple.

Andy

It took Andy for ever to get out of Jareth's room and she was fuming and puffing with air when she did.

"Ms. Williams!" Rusuck came waddling around the corner to stand infront of Andy.

"Hello again, Rudsuck."

"Ms. Williams has remembered Rudsuck's name!"

"Of course I remembered. Can you point me to the nearest bathroom?" Andy asked closing Jareth's door with a soft click. She think she need to go throw up somewhere, it was motion sickness all over again.

"Well, Ms. Williams just came from the nearest bathroom, in the highness's suite."

"There is no way I'm going back in there." She said exasperated.

"Well then there is one just down the hall." Andy headed down the hall.

"Thank you!"

Andy came to many rooms but no bathroom. The castle seemed to have hundreds and hundreds of rooms. She entered what looked like a throne room. It was a mess, chickens ran around everywhere pecking at crumbs and seeds.

"Well, he keeps his room tidy as a black hole but his throne room as dirty as mine." She mumbled to her self. There was a sleeping goblin in the corner. She walked the short stairs to the throne and noticed a crystal sitting next to it. She picked it up and tossed it lightly. She could tell it was recently made. She set it back down and went into the room next door. She wished she hadn't.

It was a room of stairs. On the ceiling on the walls. Her head began to spin. And her motion sickness was coming back. She heard grumbling and tinging of crystal.

She looked up at a stair case in the corner of the room tucked into the corner of the ceiling.

Jareth sat with his head in his right hand. He was talking to himself He juggled seven crystals in one hand.

"Fae, this Fae that, 'You are a Fae Jareth, start acting like one.' I'd like to show that old goon! Can't go to the UpperWorld." Andy backed up against the shadows as she watched him scowl darkly at the crystals.

It was silent for a very long time.

Jareth

"I know your down there." He sighed. And he looked at her. She smiled sheepishly.

She climbed the nearest stair case, and jumped to the edge of the one he was on so she sat up right and he sat upside down on the steps.

She layed down and threw her head over the edge to look at him.

He looked at her and glared.

"What?"

"Your in a fowl mood." He growled in response.

Silence.

"Come here."

"What?"

She rolled her eyes.

"Considering I'm still victum of gravity, all the blood is rushing to my head when I look at you like this, it hurts like bitch."

He hesitated, looked at her, frowned and looked away.

"I don't want to."

"I want you to."

He growled again.

"You are very pushy." He stood and walked over the edge to sit next to her now side by side. She didn't bother sitting up though. She just lifted her head and rested it on her folded hands.

"Do you actually want to talk about it or am I going to have beat it out of you?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"I want you to talk about it."

"You can't make me."

"I can make you."

"Oh yeah? how?" He rolled his eyes and looked down at her. He froze. This was the first time He actually looked into her eyes without looking away quickly.

Her eyes were intensly looking into his. He felt his heart jump.

Her eyes were different like his, in a way. They were different shade's of green. His favorite shades of green. They were just like the most fine cut emeralds he had ever laid eyes on.

"Jareth, what is bothering you?" She asked quietly as if she was concerned. He broke himself from his trance and looked away.

"Nothing." He scowled at his beating heart, it was pounding so loud he could hear it in his ears.

"Jareth, look at me-"

"No."

"How old did you say you were?"

"Ten thousand and six, why?"

"You are acting like a hundred year old." She said tauntingly. When Jareth turned back to her his eyes showed the fires of hell.

"I am not!"

"You are and it makes for a very unattractive king!" She retorted to his protest. He glared down at her.

"You want to know what my problem is?" He said standing up abruptly.

"My father hates me. The girl that I once loved is old and dying, we haven't had a runner in the labyrinth for eons, and I'm stuck with a stupid teenage girl who's doesn't have a mommy or daddy to live with so she has to live with me!"

The moment he said that he wanted to take it back. His heart filled with dread.

Silence.

Andy seemed to be thinking very hard.

"I see three options here. One, I could take what you said to heart and hate you. Two, I could take what you said to heart also and beat myself up about it, or..." She looked up at him and smiled lightly.

"Three, I could realize that you didn't mean to say what you said that you are obviously pissed for another reason, get over it, and help cheer you up...like a friend should."

She stood and grabbed his hand.

"I think I'll go with number three."

He looked down at there entertwined hands, looked up at her,

...and smiled.

Andy

Even though what he said was true, of course, she didn't think about it. She had to admit it hurt. She knew he didn't mean it by the look in his eyes when he said it.

They had left the staircase room and walked in silence down a long hallway.

"Where are we going?" Jareth asked, breaking the silence. She looked up at him and smiled.

"To the kitchens." She answered happily. Jareth's face wrinkled in disgust.

"Why?"

"I said I was going to cheer you up, didn't I?"

"Yeah, but what does the kitchen's have to do with cheering me up?"

"You'll see, Mr. Impatient."

When they got to the kitchens Jareth let go of Andy's hand, she missed the warmth. They were greeted with the sounds of pots and pans clanking together and talking.

"Your Highness!" The Goblins all shouted in unison.

"And Ms. Williams!" Rudsuck screamed running up to Andy and hugging her legs.

"Rudsuck was very worried about Ms. Williams, Rudsuck afraid she got lost, Rudsuck should have taken her to the bathroom-"

"Rudsuck-"

"Rudsuck should never leave Ms. Williams's side, So worried was he-"

"Rudsuck stop-"

"Rudsuck was disappointed to tell His Highness, Rudsuck was not watching her, His Highness so worried, Rudsuck worried too-"

Andy looked at Jareth who was standing just a few paces behind her. She stroked the sobbing goblin's hair.

"You were worried about me?" She squeaked.

His eyes widened and he looked away. His face turned a light crimson as if he was blushing.

"Well, um, uh, y-yeah, yeah...yes." Andy had never seen him babble and stutter, or blush. She thought that is was unbelieveably cute. She turned back to Rudsuck, sobbing and scolding himself into her skirt.

"Rudsuck, listen to me." She knelt down and looked him in the eye. He wiped his huge green nose with his sleeve.

"What?"

"I'm fine. I'm perfectly intact. No injuries not even a scuff mark on my shoe, you did your job perfectly."

Rudsuck's eyes twinkled.

"I did?"

"Yes. Now go back to what you were doing okay? I'll see you in a bit." She shuffled his hair before he ran off. Jareth came up beside her and she allowed herself a secret smile.

"Your Highness, how may I be of service?" A taller goblin then Rudsuck with cherry colored hair and a chefs hat came up to them bowing lowly.

"Ask her."

Andy smiled at the goblin.

"How may I be of service Ms. Williams?"

"What's your name?"

"Earwig, miss."

"Well, Earwig, could you help a fellow chef out and let us borrow some ingredients? We would like to make our own lunch today." Earwig looked at Jareth, and he nodded.

"Of course. What would you like? I shall fetch it for you."

Andy listed of some ingredients. Earwig nodded and set off with a wicker basket out into the gardens.

The two of them sat at a table in the corner of the kitchen.

"And what do you plan on doing with these once we get them."

"You'll see. Do you have alot of work to do today?" Andy asked sipping the fairie tea that Rudsuck had brought her.

"No, not really, why?" She smiled a smile that told him that she was planning something. She didn't answer him, just drank her tea.

"Here are your ingredients, miss, anything else?" She took the basket from his out stretched hand. She shook her head and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you so much." She stood and grabbed Jareth's hand again, it was warm. She practically dragged him out of the kitchens.

Once they were out in the hall she let go of his hand and began digging in the basket. It was Jareth's turn to pout. She pulled out a blue vegetable.

"What's this?"

"It's a tomatoe, what's it look like?"

"An over grown blueberry." She slipped it back in the basket.

"That makes no sense, blueberry's are pink." Jareth said taking off his tight jacket and casting it on the windowsill next his room where it vanished.

"Then why do you call them blueberrys?"

"I don't know, there blue on the inside." He answered. He stretched his arms far above his head.

"Where are we going now?"

"Back to my room." He looked at her she was playing with her lipring again.

"Why?"

"I need to get something."

"You are annoying." He rolled his eyes.

She turned to him and smiled widely.

"I know."

It was a while once they got to her room. She came out with a battery powered CD player in one hand and a case of CD's in her mouth.

"Do you want me to carry that?" She chuckled lightly and nodded.

He took it out of her mouth.

"Thank you."

They walked in silence again. Jareth looked through the leaves of CD's. He obviously had no idea what they were but didn't bother asking knowing that she would tell sooner or later.

They walked past the kitchens and out a door leading into a meadow of grass.

"What are we doing here?"

She turned to him and her eyes twinkled.

"We're going to make pizza."

Jareth

He had yet to figure this girl out. They had made a small fire and floating on top of it was a stone slab on it.

Andy turned on the CD player and popped in a mix CD.

"What is that thing?" He asked trying not to sound to curious.

"It plays music." When she said that a voice spewed out of the speakers. Jareth looked at it in shock.

"You put a person in a box?" He shouted looking horrified. Andy smiled and shook her head laughing.

To Jareth her laugh was like the tinkling of bells.

Be still my beating heart. He thought to himself.

"Of course I didn't, it's a UpperWorld object, this person is perfectly intact probably sleeping." She smiled and sat down on the ground. She mixed some flour, an egg and water in a bowl. It slowly turned into a gooey substance.

"Jareth, come here and help me please." She was bobbing her head to the rythm of the song.

He walked over to her and sat acrossed from her.

"I need you to take this bowl this spoon and mash these tomatoes, okay?" He hesitated.

"It helps get the anger out."

He dropped the tomatoes in the bowl, and began beating them with the spoon.

It took awhile but he smushed the blue tomatoes into a gross mushy pulp, and to his suprise his shoulders had lost there tension.

"Good, you did it the hardest way possible, but you did it." She chuckled lightly. He couldn't help but smile.

She had a slab of dough sighting on the stone slab.

"Okay pour it slowly-no- Wait!-okay good." Andy saw his struggle to get the sauce actually in the crust. She crawled over to him and guided his arms to pour it slowly.

She crawled back to her spot. She began cutting up what looked like cheese, she sprinkled it on and then threw on what Jareth said was sea lion meat.

"Okay, what now?" She sat by him, they were almost hip to hip.

"We wait, then eat."

"What do we do while we wait?"

She shrugged and smiled up at him.

A song started, and she started singing enthusiastically to it.

"That's beautiful." She stopped singing abruptly to look at him.

"What is?"

"Your voice." They looked at eachother.

"Thank you."

A slow song started and Jareth stood up abruptly.

"May I have this dance?" He bowed lowly and smirked at the blush on her face.

Andy hesitated and stood. She took his gloved hand he led her around in a circle.

All they could do was look into eachother's eyes.

He watched hers, he felt suddenly very bear and vulnerable at her gaze.

They danced silently for a moment before he broke the silence.

"You have beautiful eyes."

"What is today? Compliment Andy day?" She murmered, trying to mask the flattered look on her face. She failed miserably.

"I'm only speaking the truth."

There was a good foot in between them. It annoyed him greatly.

He slowly pulled her closer to him, his hands rested on the small of her back. He pulled her so close that there was no virtual space between there bodys.

He could feel her heart beat a million miles an hour quite like his own.

He thought he should make his move. She laid her head on his chest, seeing as she was a good foot shorter.

He was going to do it. He could feel it in his hands. He desired so much to lift her head and touch his lips to hers, if only for a second. Even if she hated him for it. It would be worth it. He was so close to doing it, his hands traveled up her back inch by inch.

Then the song ended. She pulled away. There was something in her eyes that he could not place. The sun was near to setting.

"Pizza's done."