A/N I do not own anything

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Friday morning came and I showed up for work. I was so glad I only worked the morning shifts. The tips are less, but everything is just easier to handle. I wanted to look in through the office window, but the blinds were shut. I went in like I usually do, but someone pushed back against it and locked it. He never pushed me out before. I knocked angrily and yelled that he had better let me in. Slowly the door opened and shut right behind me. I looked at Jareth; he must have felt so awkward. He was wearing jeans and a button down shift. His hair was tamed into a ponytail and he was wearing sneakers.

"As soon as this night is over, I am getting back into my normal attire and never changing again."

I laughed, "That's how I felt last weekend." I looked him over. It was definitely one hell of a change from the tight black glitter outfit and boots he usually had on. Then I noticed one item that had to go, "Off with the gloves."

Jareth almost looked panicked when I said that, "No."

"Jareth you can't wear black glittery gloves with a blue button down shirt and jeans. You look really hot and all, but those gloves just throw the whole thing off."

"Can I wear blue ones?" He sounded like the thought of wearing blue gloves was only mildly better than wearing none at all.

"Nope, if I am correct, you made me go to a spa and wear makeup. You owe me."

His eyes flashed down to the owl that I was wearing around my neck. I liked this necklace and I was still wearing it. I forget to take it off to shower and such which worried me, but so far nothing has happened to it. He very slowly, almost as the gloves were attached to his skin, took the gloves off. There was nothing wrong with his hands; I could not figure out his problem.

"See is that so bad?"

"Yes"

"What's the matter, does it bother you that I don't wear gloves?"

"No"

"Well then? I went to touch his hand and he pulled it back as if it burned him. When he saw that I was upset by that he put his hand back and held mine.

"Did you invite anyone?" I invited Valerie and Mark, but Mark was working. I also invited some friends I hadn't seen in awhile.

"Yes"

It looked like Jareth wasn't in the mood for talking. I hoped it would be better when we actually got to the bar and could get him to relax. Maybe his friends could shed some light on the subject. For now though, I had some work to do. I started my morning routine without thinking.

Around 3:00 it was mostly empty. A few guys were coming in and heading straight for the bar but no one was really eating so I was standing with Valerie chatting when a pair of guys walked in looking really uncomfortable. They were looking around for a minute when Valerie finally walked over to them.

"Do you need something?"

"We are looking for his royal majesty," the one said. The other one hit him on the back.

I figured these must be friends of Jareth's. Who else would ask for his majesty? They were both about thirty years old. The one who asked that was a skinny guy. He had blonde hair cut longer on top and shaven underneath. It actually looked really nice on him. He seemed like a very excitable guy. The other one scared me a bit. He had dark brown hair; he looked a bit rougher like he spent more days in the sun. Maybe he was in construction. He looked stronger than the other one. He walked with a bad limp. I wondered if there was an accident at the construction site. Maybe he was in the military. My mind went on like that until they came over to me.

They were both nice looking guys. I waved and told them that Jareth was in his office. They introduced themselves. The excitable one was Sir Didymus. The other just called himself Hoggle. I wondered if they went along with Jareth's fantasy or if Didymus was really knighted. I shrugged and knocked on Jareth's door. Hoggle and Didymus went in and I soon heard Hoggle laughing. They must be used to Jareth's glitter.

At 8:00, the girls had arrived and we were all ready to go. Jareth locked the office door. It took a few minutes of begging but I got him to come out.

"Are you sure I cannot go in my own clothes?" Jareth asked.

I smiled at him, "You look great, now come on."

We piled into Jareth's limo with Jareth sitting nearest to the door and I was next to him. I introduced everyone to a couple girlfriends of mine, Karen and Nicole. Everyone had a good time during the ride except Jareth. I turned to Hoggle and whispered, "So what's with Jareth?" He just laughed at me. I don't think he stopped chuckling and smiling for the rest of the ride.

I decided to try Didymus next, but he was sitting in-between Karen and Valerie and he was a ladies' man. He had an arm around each of them and chatted with both. They both were smiling and enjoying themselves. I went over to them and kneeled on the floor in from of Didymus. Jareth was obviously not happy that I left but I saw him making some conversation with Hoggle.

"How long have you known Jareth?"

"I think I have known him almost my whole life, my lady," Didymus replied very formally. It was kind of nice to be called a lady.

"How long has he been the Goblin King?"

"For many, many years." Well at least his friends knew about that.

"Did Sarah… did she really hurt him?" I asked slowly.

Didymus took in a slow breath and thought about it, "My Lady Sarah did not return his majesty's affections. It did hurt him quite deeply, but I believe he is more or less past that and looking at a new lady." As he spoke the last line he smiled at me.

"Thanks," I smiled at him and returned to sit between Hoggle and Jareth. Jareth gave me a questioning look, but I just smiled at him and held his hand. I felt him stiffen at that for a minute before relaxing again. Hoggle continued to chuckle away, ignoring Jareth's evil glares. I wondered why everyone thought Jareth had a thing for me. I knew I was no one special.