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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 11
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 11 *Chapter 11 - "You keep running 'round in circles but you end up, Right back at the eye of the storm" Everything settled into routine, more or less. Days were spent doing what she wanted, left to her own devices, unless Cerin was free to spend time with her. She was able to get her laptop and music, when night at dinner she had mentid to Jareth she was feeling without a creative outlet. When she questid how she had connection to the internet, Jareth raised his eyebrow and teased,"Out of all you've witnessed of my powers and you wonder about a simple little thing as mortal technology possibly being beyond something I could manipulate? Tsk tsk Precious." A voice from a lifetime ago echoed in her mind,"Things are not always what they seem in this place, so you can't take anything for granted." "Well, I just assumed you were.." she had trailed off, in reply to the Goblin King. "Stuck in the Middle Ages?" he finished her unspoken thought. Instead of getting into a snit like he thought she would do at his slight ta!unting, she shot back,"Why Your Majesty, did you just make a wisecrack? So immature." She tsked back at him, then smiled slightly. He really needed to stop underestimating her, this was not the Sarah of 15 ago. Though he did like he could still banter with her and did somewhat miss her dramatic reactions. But it was nice to be able to have the adult Sarah instead for the most part. Jareth was quite frustrated as he had been wanting to spend so much more time with her, but it seems his Kingdom demanded his attention and he was ed away quite frequently lately. He came to anticipate the dinners and getting to know his mature Sarah. He continued trying to unravel who cast the spell upon her, but with the influx of need for his attention and time, he found himself with not much time. He would work for a little while in the evening before his world of dreams would pull him in for the night. If it weren't for the threat of the being and the unknown of what else it could do to Sarah, his selfish side would be content to put off finding this evil and never resolving the issue. Alas, he also was practical when need be and he couldn't let that side rule him, for her safety's sake. He secretly wished that once this was situation found a resolution, that something less dire would arise to prevent her from leaving. That would be a sad day indeed, if it did come to pass. He actually was surprised she hadn't inquired as to why she couldn't go home yet. ----- The reality of it was Sarah didn't give a flying fig about going home. She was content where she was. There was nothing for her at home - no job, no real friends, no purpose. To be hst Jareth was a Prince Charming - guess that would be King Charming - in her eyes. He had reued her from a life she never really fit into. Even with her job, that had been her driving purpose. Not much of a personal life. Whether things became more with Jareth or not, she secretly wished - never aloud, coward that she was - to never go 'home'. She expected the Underground to drive her batty after a little while. But as she had modern conveniences and didn't have to dress in corsets and long uncomfortable gowns every day, she was perfectly happy to be there as long as needed. As time went on she also found friends in the Goblins, after stumbling on the thr room day when Jareth was away. They were having a party of sorts. When she asked what for, their reasoning was there need not be a reason. She tried Goblin ale, which was actually no worse than beer in her world. She wasn't much of a beer drinker, more mixed drinks. When she let that be known to the goblins, they promptly presented her with a green concoction. It looked like the poison brew in Snow White. She was wracking her mind how to get out of drinking it, when Jareth happened in, having come back from his errand. He assured her it would do her no harm. Tentatively, she took a sip and found it tasted like candy apples. She had never been drunk really, but after a couple of those, which seemed to be more potent than a human mixed drink, she had to stop. Jareth ended up transporting her to her room to sleep it off. From then on, the goblins would make her aware when they had a party, which was quite often. She just learned to watch her intake. They had many such drinks as well, any flavor she could think of. She had a feeling Jareth had a hand in that. She half wondered if he did it on purpose, as there was a time or after that first incident where he had to see her to bed and would stay to be sure she was alright. Every time, she would assure him she was not a drunk. He would quirk his lips in amusement,"I know Precious, Goblin drinks are very potent. Your human physiology isn't made to handle it in anything but a very small dose." Beyond her acclimating to the beverages of the Goblins, she had finished a book she had been writing. Then had started on another. What she intended to do with them, she didn't know. Just hold onto them until the day she was returned above ground, she supposed. She hadn't received any messages from Kai since she disappeared, which slightly ticked her off. Some friend. But what did she expect after that last night Above? Though perhaps it was a good thing, as she didn't have to deal with his not so subtle hints that had turned into unwanted advances anymore. It was easy to hide her disappearance from her family, as they lived far away. Communication online was ideal. She just tried to reply as often as she would before her move. During her visit she still hadn't been able to wander the Labyrinth. When she mentid it to Jareth he had promised to take her soon. Cerin had been almost as busy as the King lately. Not even being at dinners half the time. Jareth explained he had been sent to the Above for some business. In reality, Jareth was jealous that she had been spending quite a bit of time with Cerin in the beginning and while he was glad she was getting on well with his subjects, he needed time to make his case known. He already had an unfair advantage with being Sarah's childhood villain, though she seemed to not even give it much thought anymore. But he still wanted to even the ing field. Also by sending Cerin to take some of the lesser business, he finally freed up some time to spend with his Sarah. Sure he could've reordered time, but for his personal, insignificant use was frowned upon. He didn't want to attention to himself at this point and his guest. ----- Finally a few weeks after Sarah had moved Underground, he was able to free up a day. So after he had been alerted Sarah had taken her breakfast, he knocked on the connecting door to her room from his. After a "Come in" yelled from inside, he pushed it open to find her reading. "Hello Precious," he leaned against the doorjamb, attired in a silky blue shirt and his signature tights in black. She looked up and smiled,"Hey Jareth, I'm surprised to see you at this time of day." "I find myself with some much needed free time and I was wondering if you'd like a walk through the Labyrinth? Perhaps see some parts you didn't stumble onto in your run?" he grinned. She laid her book down on the table placed by her chair after slipping a bookmark in the pages. Jumping up, she rushed over to the closet to get a pair of sneakers as she figured she would need them for a comfortable, long walk. Jareth watched her with amusement,"I take that as a yes?" She beamed at him with a hint of like excitement reminient of her 15 year old self. "I've only been waiting weeks for the opportunity." He laughed,"Well then, love, take my hand." He extended said extremity and in a flash they were outside the gate leading into the city. They strolled towards the Hedge Maze in the opposite direction of the junkyard, visible in the near distance. Jareth was entertained in her reactions. She would crane her head, her eyes flashing everywhere at once. She caught him smirking,"Am I good diversion for you?" "Yes indeed, my Dear," he didn't expand on his thoughts, to her irritation. "Care to elaborate?" she teased, they had come to a stop and she had slightly leaned against of the tall hedges. "Not particularly, though it is interesting to see your point of view. I believe your last visit you didn't really appreciate the enery," he stood with his arms crossed. "Well you know, I was on a time hedule. Couldn't exactly stop and smell the roses." At that moment, before he could banter back at her, a blood red rose grew out of the hedge beside her face, making her jump unintentionally into the Goblin King. He steadied her by placing an arm around her waist as he thew back his head and laughed. "Wha..what was that?" she reflexively gripped his open shirt. "I believe the Labyrinth wishes to have you 'smell the roses', as you put it." "Talk about literal interpretation," she mumbled. Then louder,"Is it safe?" "Yes Sweetling, it is just trying to please you. You are its most revered runner." "Why?" she had reached out to lightly touch the silky petals. "You are the only to ever defeat it. You are the Champion," his voice had gotten quiet. She had leaned forward to breathe in the ent of the beautiful flower, but stopped at his reply. "You can't be serious?" she looked up at him, his arm still around her waist. He just nodded, his face solemn. "Out of all the , how ancient this place must be?" she still couldn't wrap her mind around this fact. He quirked his lips,"Indeed Precious. The Labyrinth isn't made to be won. Of course there is a very slim chance, otherwise it would be against the rules. But no , let al a 15 year old girl, has ever even made their way near the Goblin City, let al to my castle." "Then how did I?" "That I cannot answer. I suppose determination, perseverance. Most give up shortly after finding the first turn, if they even make it that far." She mulled that over as she once again leaned over, inhaling the sweet<b> perfume </font></b>of the rose. It smelled like nature after a gentle rain. He was able to pick up her outer thoughts and so when she inquired as to why it didn't smell like a rose, he wasn't surprised. "Our flowers are usually not of the normal variety. They will quite often give off whatever fragrance gives you comfort. It can actually be quite hindering if you run into them and are a runner at the time." "How so?" "It can make you disoriented and lull you into a sleep until time is up and you have lost. Which incidentally, I can't figure out why it didn't do that to you," he raised an eyebrow. "Is that why you had Hoggle give me the peach then?" "Exactly. Since the Labyrinth was siding with you it seemed, I had to take matters into my own hands." Instead of delving into that whole ene, after she let that roll through her mind, packed away for further analyzing later in private,"So..can you show me somewhere I didn't get to see?" He held back the laugh that would've erupted at her abrupt change of subject. Taking her hand,"Of course, love. Come." They found their way to the vase that Sarah had climbed out of before meeting the Wise Man. After gesturing for her to go first and her shaking her head in trepidation as she remembered what she ran across on her last visit, he did laugh then and went down the ladder. When there was enough room for her to start he said to her face peering over the edge,"Come now, it is a long climb down and I want to make sure you can get on the ladder." "You couldn't just transport us down?" he heard her mumble with his acute hearing as first foot, then the other, appeared on the top rung. He chuckled in his throat as she stepped down to the next rung,"And have you forgo the experience? I think not." He heard more grumbling that he chose not to address. They slowly made their way down, her breathing a sigh of relief when her feet hit the ground finally. Her hand subconiously on his arm to steady herself. He smiled inwardly at how she was coming to trust him little by little. "You're not going to send the cleaners after me and disappear, right?" she said, half seriously. "I already have you where I want you," he began,"well, almost where I want you." Laughing as she lightheartedly hit his arm, he continued,"No need to do something so extreme, my love." After some twists and turns that she was quite sure she didn't have access to last time, then around the final corner where she had to shield her eyes against the brilliant fire ball that if it weren't for the walls being made of st, would most likely have burned the Labyrinth down, she gasped at what was before her eyes. ----- Copyright 2017 A/N - While not too much happened in the way of action, of any sort, I am proud of the Labyrinth description so far. *Lyric is from "Already Home" - Hanson I sent an Angel to watch over you last night, it returned in a hurry. I asked why, it said "Angels can't watch porn." Thanks for fucking traumatizing my fucking Angel! Don't bother trying to figure me out. Not even the little voices in my head understand me. It's pointless! |
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