Well, I have an epic idea for the next Sarah chapter, but nothing for Jareth so...FLUFF FTW! I promise the next chapter will be more interesting.
Jareth walked up to a white, suburban house and rang the doorbell. He wasn't needed in the labyrinth for the next few hours, provided he didn't mind the throne room smelling of alcohol and chickens when he returned. He shifted uncomfortably as he waited for someone to answer the door. Why were moral 'polos' so itchy and why are the pants so loose? Maybe next time he shouldn't dress up as a mailman.
A woman answered the door. She was small, blonde and dressed like a quintessential country wife. "Yes?" she asked. She didn't look like she was in a very good mood.
"Hi. I'm looking for a," he looked at the package. "Sarah Williams."
"That ungrateful bitch," the woman snapped.
"Excuse me?"
"Thinks she rules the world. Had the guts to question me when I told her I wasn't going to pay for her to go to some private college out-of-state. Even turned my own son against me."
"Do you have a forwarding address?" Jareth asked. No contact with her family in four years?
"No. I threw her out. Why would I want to keep tabs on that ungrateful girl? I told her, 'if you're in such a hurry to be independent, go be independent somewhere else.'"
"Mom, I'm hungry," a boy's voice called from inside the house.
"I'm busy," the woman called back, annoyed. "Will that be all?" she snapped at him.
"Yes, thank you." Jareth walked away down the street, until he made his way to the park where Sarah used to dress up. He'd checked everywhere. Her school, her work, even her appartment, only to find all without Sarah and no one who had even heard of her. Her family had been his last hope, and judging by the display he just saw, there was a reason their memory didn't need to be wiped.
He wasn't going to show emotion. He wasn't. He wasn't.
You love her the voice in the back of his mind said.
She broke your heart, Jareth argued back.
SHE WAS FIFTEEN. Of course she did.
Jareth sighed and left the park. Two down, one to go.
It's oober short, but this HAS to alternate. My OCD won't allow it to do anything different. Let me know what you think!
