Hi, I'm back. :)
I'm sorry I was so long in updating this one- but I've just started back at school and the Homework load is scary.
but enough of my woes, I'd like to dedicate this chapter, as usual, to my lovely reviewers
On with the show...
In The Junk Yard.
Sarah followed Jareth's crystal up to a set of double doors. They opened for her to reveal a clean airy room with a small four-poster bed covered with a patch work quilt and pillow case. The walls were the same pale yellow as the ones in Jae's bedroom Aboveground. There were beautiful toys and books arranged on shelves.
"Like it?"
Sarah, who had just laid Jae on the bed, jumped.
"I'm sorry my love" Jareth pulled her close and kissed her neck. "I didn't mean to startle you."
"This room is perfect for her." Sarah smiled. "How did you do it so fast?"
"The labyrinth made this room suitable for her." Jareth explained. "This was my own room when I was a child. The bed is the only thing that remains the same."
Sarah turned to look at Jareth; he pressed his lips to her forehead. "So how's Ruben doing?"
Ruben was scrabbling through piles of rubbish- he wasn't entirely sure that he still had all of the body parts he'd had at the start of his run; thanks to that little fox thing which lived in that foul smelling swamp place- the insane creature had attacked him with a walking stick. Other than that, he'd run afoul of a Sphinx and was almost beheaded by some singing creatures that seemed to take pleasure in ripping their own limbs off.
"Hey!" an indignant piece of rubbish snapped. "Watch where you're going!"
It straightened up and he discovered that the piece of rubbish was in fact, a short man whose back was hunched under the weight of the sheer amount of old broken stuff he had piled up over goodness knows how long.
"I'm sorry" he frowned slightly. "I was looking for something." But what that something was had sailed straight out of his head.
"Was this it?" the man held up a pair of football boots.
He was filled with the desire to take back his ratty old boots. "Yeah"
"Well then" the man paused to pick up a drum and settled it amid the other things on his back. "Let's see what we have in here, follow me"
Ruben was led into a little hut like thing only to find himself in his flat- though there was something different about it that he couldn't place the difference.
Not particuarly long I know. The next chapter SHOULD be longer.
Please R&R- until next time...
