A/N: So be warned. This is...an incredibly short chapter as it's more of a segue into the next. But! You get to meet my goblin Squeakstut! I know you're excited. And again, thank you guys for all the reviews and story alerts and favorites. Please keep reviewing!^_^
Disclaimer: Well, Jareth is Sarah's, and Sarah is Jareth's. But Squeakstut is mine! ^^
Squeakstut's Punishment
Jareth couldn't possibly deny it. He was really looking forward to lunch. Admittedly after catching himself smiling again, he really couldn't not deny it. A goblin (given the name Squeakstut) entered the throne room timidly.
"Your Majesty, dinner awaits you," the goblin squeaked.
A raised eyebrow was the poor thing's only response.
He stuttered nervously, "S-s-sarah would l-like you to eat-t in the d-dining r-room...?"
His voice rose an octave swiftly before the creature shut his eyes in fear of Jareth's rage. The King hadn't ever eaten in the dining room before. Of course, no one had cleaned the dining room before either. As only silence greeted the poor tyke, Squeakstut slowly slid one eye open to find Jareth, his eyes holding trace amounts of amusement and his gloved hand covering his laughing mouth.
"So," He pondered aloud, his voice strangely bemused. "You are more fearful of my new slave than you are of your own king, Squeaker?"
"Oh no, Sire," The goblin replied quickly, not bothering to correct Jareth on his name. "but the Lady was rather adamant."
"Hmm, so you wish to visit a certain smelly swamp?"
"N-no, S-sire! B-but...the d-dining room l-looks so l-lovely. I-I thought it s-sounded well..n-nice." His stutter returned, Squeakstut held a look so piteous, his monologue ending in a fearful squeak, that even Jareth decided to show compassion. Well, mostly. After all, the poor thing must have fulfilled Sarah's every whim all day. Who knew better than the Goblin King how exhausting that was?
"Very well. Get home to your family, Squeakstut."
"B-b-but S-sarah will need help with the d-dishes!"
"That's your punishment then," Jareth's teeth gleamed as he continued, seeing the goblin's rather confused expression. "Dealing with Sarah's wrath tomorrow."
Squeakstut's eyes widened slightly before the Fae disappeared to the kitchen to see to a certain slave.
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