This is the 6th and final part of the Right in Front of You series. You can find the series here. glad101.deviantart.com/gallery…
Huntress Wizard opens her eyes. She sits up and looks around.
It’s another day in paradise. Yeah, paradise. She has to keep telling herself that. She lives exactly where she wants and does exactly what she wants to do. She has it all!
But she keeps on locking into the memory, the memory of her time with Finn, and yes, Marceline. They had a lot of fun together! Marceline and she were in a not-so-friendly competition to win the heart of the last human on earth. But when Finn showed the foolhardy heart of a hero to her, risking his life in a near suicidal attempt to save Marceline from being cooked in lava, she got out of the competition. She couldn’t give her heart to someone who took so many risks that could leave her alone and broken. Again. So she went back to her life in the forest.
All of the denizens there loved her. She is so powerful and has such an affinity with the land. She takes care of them all and drives off anyone that wants to damage the forest she has sworn to protect. Well, of course she is not friendly with manticores. A group of manticores destroyed her village when she was a 13 year old human and killed everyone there except her. They did not think her worthy of their attention. They ransacked the village and left her there crying over her dead parents. She went into the woods and met an old man, who turned out to be Hunter Wizard. He taught her forest magic, and helped her master her skills as an archer. When he was about to die, he showed her how to become a wizard. After his death, she did the ritual that changed her forever, and became Huntress Wizard! Now all manticores in the land of Ooo fear her name…
She sees that some of her magic supplies are running low and she needs to go to Wizard City to do some shopping. She thinks, ‘Maybe I should stop by the tree house and see how Finn is doing these days.’ She gathers what she needs and casts some wards of protection on her camp, and heads out to the tree house. She thinks, ‘Maybe I can deal with him being a hero. I do miss him a lot…’
When she gets close, she uses a spell to magnify her vision, and sees Finn and Jake chasing each other around. ‘Good’, she thinks. ‘Maybe he has gotten tired of all that hero junk and is just having fun with his brother’. Then a motion catches her eye, and she sees the door to the tree house open. It’s Marceline the Vampire Queen! She stays in the doorway out of the sun, just like a good little vampire should. Finn sees her and gives Jake a noogy on the head, and then walks to the tree house. There he gives Marceline a passionate kiss! A really passionate kiss…
Huntress Wizard turns off the enhanced vision and is stunned. It looks like Finn and Marceline are a couple, and she is too late to try and win him over. Dejectedly, she forms her spirit bow and grabs one of her arrows, a special one that she hand crafted out of one of the tree limbs from her forest. She forms a mystical energy field around it and fires it out of frustration towards the pond near the tree house. Then she starts walking towards the forest. She doesn’t much feel like going to Wizard City right now…
The arrow, encased in magic, felt her frustration. It moves the aim slightly towards an old post, and ricochets towards the tree house. Then it slightly adjusts to hit a metal pole hanging below the observation deck. And then it sees its true target and homes in…
As Finn and Marcy are kissing, he feels a jab of pain in his chest. He backs up and sees a slight bleeding wound, and thinks, ‘no big deal. This should heal pretty fast with the demon blood that was mixed into his human blood helping’. Then he looks up at Marceline and his eyes get big! She starts shaking uncontrollably; there is an arrow sticking out of her chest! Finn grabs her and holds her up. Then he reaches for the arrow. “D-don’t touch it, F-Finn. It’s in m-my h-h-heart. I sh-should be a flash of s-smoke right now…” She gasps for breath and says, “If it m-moves even a little b-bit, I may v-vaporize.” Finn, who is distressed beyond anything he has ever known, yells, “JAKE! I need you here buddy!” Jake bounds over and cannot believe what he sees! “Hold her, I need to do something!” He grabs his Vibranium Sword that he left in the entry, and brings it to Marceline. Marceline gets a look of terror in her eyes. “Finn! Wh-what are you d-doing?” He replies, “The sword is a pretty amazing weapon. I can sheer off the end of the arrow so you can lie down without it moving a bit.” She still has great fear in her eyes. Finn strokes her cheek and says, “Trust me Marceline. I love you more than the air I breathe. There is no way I would try this if I thought it would hurt you.” Every fiber of her being is resistant to what he is going to do, but she trusts the man she loves, and nods. He swings with power and finesse; by timing the swing, he is able to slice off the tail of the arrow so when she breathes out it won’t go beyond the surface of her skin.
Jake gently uses his stretch powers to move Marceline into the tree house. Finn leaps up and grabs a bunch of pillows to use to cushion her. Jake gently sets her down on the pillows. Marceline is lying there quietly, but suddenly they see a puff of vapor come out of her chest! Finn sees what is happening – her body is trying to reject the arrow, but as it is slowly moved, it is getting closer to killing her! Lady Rainicorn comes up to see what is happening and is stunned! She says something in Korean, and Jake nods. “Finn, I really don’t know what to do. Even though Princess Bubblegum is angry at us, she may be the only one with an answer.” Finn thinks about it. He can only think of one other way to save her, her father Hunson Abadeer the Lord of Evil. But Finn knows the cost for his help will be high. That needs to be a last resort.
Finn nods, and leaps out of the tree house. Even though he falls over 20 feet, he is not even slowed down. When he was close to bleeding to death, Huntress Wizard took the demon blood sword that had been in his & Jake’s family for generations, and used it to replenish his blood supply. Ever since then, his aging has slowed dramatically and he has gained tremendous strength and toughness, allowing him to run and bound at beyond 60 kph! He takes off as fast as he can towards the candy kingdom.
When he gets there, he is stopped by the Banana guards. “Halt! The Princess has forbidden you from entering the kingdom.” Finn is frustrated, and puts his hand on his Vibranium Sword. The banana guards get a lot of fear in their eyes! Most of the denizens of Ooo can be dealt with easily. But Finn the Human is an amazing fighter, and that sword of his makes him nearly unstoppable, even by giants! Finn lets go and pounds his fist into his palm and droops his head…
“Guards, allow the Human to enter. His reasons are just, and the Princess needs to let go of her anger.” Finn and the guards look up; it’s a Gumball Guardian! The guards defer to the mighty defenders of the kingdom and allow Finn to enter.
He walks in, and all of the citizens are stunned to see him! They were told not to expect to see Finn the Human for a long while, if ever. He walks past them with some pointing fingers at him. Many are very glad to see him. He has, after all, saved many of their lives! He gets to the castle at the center of the kingdom and walks in. Manfried the talking Piñata sees him and squeals. He starts to announce his entrance, but thinks the Princess may be mad! “A-announcing the arrival of F-Finn the Human, please d-don’t kill the messenger!”
Immediately Princess Bubblegum walks out of one of her labs fuming! “What are you doing here? I thought I told you and your band of rats…” She looks at the ground and says, “No offence, Science.” Science the rat gets a stern look on its face and crosses its arms… “…to stay out of the kingdom until I said you could come back!”
Finn looks at her and says, “Marcy was hurt really bad, and I don’t know what to do. She won’t make it much longer; I’ll do anything to save her, ANYTHING!” With that he grabs her in a tight hug and says, “Please forgive me for the cloning incident…” She loses the harsh look on her face and says, “No Finn, I’m the one that should apologize. I set a ridiculous price for a silly kiss, and now I see that the result was worth it. Ice King is now a model citizen of the land of Ooo, helping anyone and everyone that needs it. His ability to control storms has brought record crops in this year. And…” Princess Bubblegum holds him tight, “…my little grandstanding cost me four of my closest friends.” She steps away from Finn, and says, “What do you need me to do?” Finn looks at her with a plaintive look of desperation. “She has a wooden arrow in her heart, and we have to figure out how to get it out without killing her. But if we do nothing, she is as good as dead.” PB gasps! She turns into her lab and says, “I need a few things. I’ll be right back.” Within a minute she comes out with a backpack and Peppermint Butler. “Let’s go. I’ll get Morrow to take us all there.”
They go outside and she screeches like an eagle, and Morrow grabs the three of them and flies off. PB whispers something in Morrow’s ear, and he flies to the tree house. The three of them jump off and head into the tree house.
Finn leaps ahead and goes to his beloved, only to find that the situation is desperate. The hole in her chest is getting bigger, and vapor is coming out every few seconds. When PB and PB see this they are shocked! Marceline is shaking every time a little vapor escapes, and she is obviously in a lot of pain! “H-hey Princess, I-I wish we w-were s-s-seeing you t-to play a g-g-game of cards…” Then her face draws in from pain.
Princess Bubblegum says, “You are a demon and a vampire. Either of those should mean an arrow in the heart is vaporization. Hmm. The combination must make her heart stronger than either alone…” She reaches into her bag and says, “Jake, you have to do this. Shrink into this diving suit and take this camera into her chest.” Jake is shocked! “Oh man, that’s gross! But I’ll do it for Marcy.” He shrinks down and manages to get into a mouse sized diving suit. Then he climbs onto Marceline’s chest and heads towards the hole. Marceline’s eyes are really big! This is the guy who can be distracted by a butterfly in a life or death battle! “B-b-be careful Jake…” Then she feels another wave of pain and they all see another puff of vapor.
Jake goes inside of Marceline’s body. He sees that the organs aren’t dead, but they look… funny… He moves next to the heart, and can see the arrow! Every heartbeat the arrow causes part of her heart to vaporize, and then it regenerates. But Marceline’s body is losing the battle, and the hole in her heart is getting slightly bigger with each beat. He holds up the camera and hits the button. After a few seconds, he hears PB’s voice. “That’s enough Jake, come on out.”
He climbs out of her body and then out of the suit, growing as soon as he can. Then he goes to the sink and throws up! “That was tough. If it was anyone but you Marcy…” She makes a weak smile, and then feels more pain. PB beckons for Finn to come over to her. “Finn, I really don’t know what to do. If we take it out, too much damage will happen and she will vanish. If we leave it in, she will live about another hour. Her vampyrized demon heart is barely hanging in there.”
Then Peppermint Butler joins them. “I have an answer to your problem, but Queen Marceline may not like it.” Finn picks him up and says, “WHAT! What is the answer? Peppermint Butler says, “Finn, you know I am friends with Death. He has told me a lot about the afterlife. It turns out that when a creature becomes a vampire, part of them dies. The part of Marceline that died that day is in the 50th dead world, waiting for the rest of her to pass to the great beyond. If Marceline and her mirror image from the world of death touch, there is a 50/50 chance that she will live or die.”
Finn looks up in the air, then down at his feet. “Fifty fifty? That’s the best chance we have?” Peppermint Butler nods. Marceline says, weakly, “I-I’ve heard of that. S-Sometimes a v-v-vampire is haunted b-by their mirror image, but m-mine n-n-never bothered me.” Finn goes to her and grabs her hand. With tears in his eyes, he says, “Marcy, this looks like your only chance. Do you want to try it?” She nods weakly. Finn carefully picks her up.
“OK Pepbut, open the portal please.” He shakes his head. “Only under one condition.” Everyone looks at him. He looks at the Princess and says, “If you free me from my oath of service to you, I’ll do it.” PB gasps! Peppermint Butler has been an exemplary servant, never complaining and doing everything she says. She had no idea he was unhappy! She looks at Finn and Marceline, And Jake and Lady Rainicorn, and knows she wants their friendship back. She thinks for a second and says, “OK Pep, once we are done with this mission you are free from your oath.” He smiles a wicked smile, and then goes to a corner of the room. He stares at the corner, and a portal opens to an eerie land.
Peppermint Butler, Finn and Marceline go through the portal. This land is dark and dismal. Fire is everywhere, and there are no living plants. Pepbut says an incantation, and the visage of death himself appears in front of them. Death smiles and walks up to Pepbut. “Hello my old friend. It’s been a slow day in the land of death, but I would wager that is about to change.” Pepbut pulls Death’s ear down to his mouth and says something to him that no one can hear. He stands up, and looks around. Then death says, “Very well. An unusual request, but I will do it for my old friend.” An accordion appears in his hands, and he starts playing it. An unresolved blob appears in front of them and forms, into Marceline! But this is not the Marceline they know. She is mostly human looking, and her hair is a different texture and shine from Marceline’s. She looks at Death and says, “Why did you bring me here?” She looks at all of the living souls, and says, “That-that’s me! Is that the part of me that was left on Ooo?” Finn looks at her and says, “Yes. She is the love of my life, and I cannot- CANNOT let her existence end.” Mirror Marceline says, “I’ve been with my beloved mother for 800 years in the land of death. You will be taking me away from her.” She is unsure what to do!
Then a voice rises from behind them. "Go Marceline. Do what you need to do. I can wait patiently for you to return.” Everyone turns to see that Death has summoned Marceline’s mom! Even though vampire Marceline is in agony, it is obvious the love she has for her! “M-mom? I w-would have p-p-put on some makeup if-f I knew I was g-going to see y-you!” Marceline’s mom nearly has tears in her eyes when she sees the condition of her daughter! “Honey, you look wonderful. And it seems you have found a wonderful handsome man to take care of you!” Marceline smiles and says, "Y-yep, he's a k-k-keeper!" Then the smile disappears from her face, and she says, “I hate t-t-to rush th-things, but I d-don’t think I w-w-will last m-much longer…” Death says, “You know that when the dice are rolled, it is 50/50 which world you stay in, here or the land of Ooo." Marceline nods, and then Finn, Mirror Marceline, Marceline's mom and Peppermint Butler nod as well...
Finn carefully lays Marceline on the ground and says, “I love you Marcy, you are the one for me. No matter what, know that you are the one for me.” She smiles weakly with love in her eyes, and says, “You were th-the one I w-w-waited a th-thousand years to m-meet. You aren’t g-g-getting rid of m-me this easily.” They kiss and Finn steps away. Mirror Marceline walks up to Vampire Marceline and says, “Are you ready?” Marceline nods. With that, the two Marceline’s touch their palms.
The arrow flies out of Marceline’s chest. There is an orb of energy that surrounds them both. It swirls around them, and glows brighter, and brighter, and brighter! Then there is a flash of light, and everyone is blinded.
When the light fades, everyone sees that both Marceline’s are gone! Finn is in shock! He looks down and tears flow freely from his eyes. Pepbut says, “Why are you crying, master Finn?” He says, “Because she is gone…” Pepbut smiles and says, “Finn, this IS the land of death. If she isn’t here, she is in the last place that she existed in the land of Ooo.” Finn’s tears dry up, and he looks up! “Let’s go PB! I can’t wait to see her!” Pepbut leads Finn to the portal. He turns and says, “Thank you death. I know you are just doing your job, but thank you for giving us this chance.” He looks at Marceline’s mom, who has a few tears in her eyes, and says, “Know you have a wonderful daughter. A bit of a prankster…” Marceline’s mom smiles knowingly! “… But still wonderful!” She says, “I know I will see her again. Take care of her until then!” With that Finn and Peppermint Butler walk through the portal.
On the other side, they see Marceline! But something has changed. Her skin is smoother, and her eyes look different. Then it hits him! She isn’t a vampire anymore! He knows this girl is not the same one that he brought into the land of death. She has the combined memories and experiences of both sides of the mirror at the edge of life. Will she still want him in her life?
He takes a step towards her, and she looks at him. Princess Bubblegum, Jake and Lady Rainicorn all move away from her. They stare at each other for a moment, and Finn is unsure what to do!
Then he sees that look. The one she has when he knows without a shadow of a doubt that she loves him completely. She leaps into his arms and says, “Had you going for a second, didn’t I?” They hold each other close and don’t say a word for a minute. “What’s it like having two people’s memories?” She replies, “A little strange, you know, I have to sort out every feeling and emotion through two brains. That should go away pretty soon, but it’s a little weird right now.” She looks at him in the eyes, and says, “But don’t ever doubt that you are the one for me. Even my mirror image knew that. That was the one thought that wasn’t a struggle!”
Finn feels her arm, and says, “You aren’t a vampire any more, are you?” She shakes her head. “And I was the last one. There won’t be any more in the land of Ooo.” As they hold each other, he says, “So what does the non-vampire love of my life want to do?” She smiles and says, “Look in a mirror…” Finn leads her to a full sized mirror in one of the rooms and she looks and stares. This is the first time she has seen her own reflection in centuries! She feels her body and her face and then puts her hands through her hair. A tear forms in her eye, and she turns to Finn. “Let’s go outside.” He smiles and leads her to the door. He opens it, and she puts her hand into the sunlight, and really quickly pulls it back! But it didn’t hurt. She takes a step into the daylight, and feels the sun on her skin. She closes her eyes and savors the feeling! She walks out and tosses her hair back. The sun feels so good! She says, “Finn, it looks like we are both mortals now. We had better make every moment count!” He walks to her and they embrace.
About this time the rest of the gang walk out the door. Marcy walks up to Princess Bubblegum and says, “Friends?” PB nods and smiles. “Yep. And nothing will ever change that.” They embrace for a few seconds, and then Princess Bubblegum turns to Peppermint Butler. “So I guess this means goodbye, my faithful servant.” He shakes his head. “Nope. I’m staying. There is nothing in this world I would rather do than be your butler. I just wanted to see if you were really over your anger at Queen Marceline and Master Finn.” PB smiles and cheers! She picks up Pepbut and gives him a hug!
Finn turns to his friends and says, “Thank you all for your help. But I am really exhausted and want to go home.” Marceline nods in agreement. They wave at their friends, and Finn picks up Marceline and begins bounding towards their house. She says, “You know Finn, I can travel just as fast as you can this way.” He smirks and says, yeah but I thought it would be more fun to do it this way!” She snickers and holds tighter to his neck. “Yeah I think you are right…” They travel, and then see the road to the Pillars of the Moon. They look at each other and they both agree, that would be the place to end a very peculiar evening…
“Jareth, darling, it’s time to get up.”
“Not yet, Precious. Can’t I admire you here next to me a little longer?”
“You can do it in and out of bed, my husband. Now, do I have to mess up your hair to get you moving, or will you simply be a dear and come over to help me out of bed?”
“Perhaps if you kiss me first, I would help you willingly.”
“Six months we have been married, and already you are spoiled. What shall I do with you?”
“You could start by kissing me,” said Jareth, slowly stretching next to Sarah.
“I suppose it wouldn't hurt. It can only help me right now.”
“Help you with what?” asked Jareth worriedly.
“With what I need to say to you. Unfortunately, it requires me to leave for a few hours, but I promise it won’t be long, and then we can talk about it all you want.”
“What has happened? Is it about the family?”
“In a way, yes. It affects them, but more you. I think you’ll be happy, Jareth.”
Now he was next to her, holding her hand. “Well, what is it?”
“I’m pregnant. I’m going to the doctor for a check-up, then visiting Karen for more help. I didn't want to tell you until I knew for sure.”
“Is that why you visited the healer a few days ago?”
“Do you know if it is a boy or girl, yet?”
“No, it is still too early. But, we are going to be parents. Isn't that wonderful?”
The joyful glow in Sarah’s face was matched perfectly by the smile on Jareth's face. The hug they shared then was more reverential than any, but just as warm and tender.
“In that case, Sarah, I am going to have to be extra careful with you now. Perhaps you will allow me to carry you around bridal-style more often now.”
“Keep dreaming, Jareth dearest. I’m a strong, independent woman who can handle most things on her own still, even if I like letting you help me because I love you.”
“I’ll bide my time, Precious,” he said before kissing her. “I’ll have you in my arms soon.”
“Perhaps I can be convinced later tonight, after I get back.”
“Oh, you will be.”
“We shall see. In the meantime, I have to leave now to go see a doctor Aboveground, but I’ll be back later. Stay out of mischief in the meantime.”
“Me, get into mischief? Whatever made you think I would go and do that?”
“Considering the wide grin on your face, I wouldn't put anything past you. Try not to take over anymore kingdoms for the future heir while I am out, okay?”
“Anything for you, Precious,” he replied bowing.
“Good. I love you.”
“I love you, too. Be safe.”
And so, Jareth was alone in his bedroom, and he felt great! He almost felt like roaring, but refrained, for fear of the goblins coming in to check on him. It was time for breakfast, and then he could plan his night with Sarah.
After sitting down, he realized that Sarah’s place had been set for her. Normally, he would just tell the goblins to stop being silly and kick one for not realizing that Sarah wasn’t there, but he was feeling happy and adventurous today. It was time for a slight change as he looked at Sarah’s spot.
Yes, the chefs would have to start preparing Sarah different foods now that she was eating for two, and more dresses would be needed to accommodate her eventual size. He made a mental note to contact the main clothiers, for new clothes for her, and maybe another pair of gloves for himself, to celebrate the grand occasion. Maybe another pair of boots as well.
But, getting back to food, Jareth began to wonder about the hot mug that Sarah now drank every morning. While they had been dating, Sarah never drank coffee, and then right after they got married, she started drinking it, as, according to her, she now had a reason to drink it. He grinned to himself as he thought about why she was not sleeping as much at night now, and was satisfied with that. It helped that they had a child coming, too.
However, the question still remained: what was in this black coffee that she drank every morning? Why was it necessary to bring it from Aboveground to drink it? How could it possibly keep her that awake? There was only one thing to do, and that was to try it for himself. He took a sip, and found that not only did he like the smell, but the taste as well. Since it had been sitting long enough, it was also the perfect temperature to drink, so he finished off that mug quickly, and asked for another to be brought around.
When the goblins finally came to take the mug and the rest of Sarah’s settings, Jareth enjoyed kicking two goblins, and found that his legs had some extra “kick” in them today, which made him feel even better. The goblins “Ooo'd” and “Aww'd” in appropriate wonder, which prompted Jareth to say, “If my legs are still feeling this good in an hour, I will be glad to try an even higher kick on more of you, as I am feeling particularly generous today.”
“Why is Kingy feelin' so gen'rous?” asked one of the goblins.
“Because, as of this morning, I found out from your beautiful Queen that we are to be blessed with a little one, at last. There will still be court held for an hour after this to settle disputes, but after that, it shall be a holiday for all.”
Universals cries of joy and “Congrats!” were being shouted everywhere, and already, talk began of the great party and new songs that would be created and sung in honor of this great occasion. Chaos would have broken out, were it not for the loud roars from Jareth as he shouted for order and his coffee.
Normally, he didn't like all of the noise that came from the goblins, but today, it fit his mood well. In fact, he felt like singing at that moment, but decided it best to wait until after court, to give maximum time to see if the coffee would actually affect him. He rather doubted it, but he was willing to try.
After a second cup, he decided that he was still thirsty, so he asked for another cup to be put next to his throne so that he could drink as he listened to his subjects. The hour went quickly, as most of the complaints were about ownership of chickens, so he relied on his best method for determining: flipping a coin. So often, the goblins lived so close to one another that it was hard to tell where the chickens lived, as half the time the chickens just wandered about anyway. Jareth decided to change things up a bit by occasionally just taking the chicken from both, and then kicking them both out of the court (to even louder squeals of delight).
His legs had become quite jittery, for lack of a better word. Skittish, perhaps. Either way, he felt a need to use his legs more, and so he did.
When court was ended for the day, the noise level increased until one goblin asked whether there would still be more kicking. That got everyone quiet as they listened anxiously for Jareth's answer. Thankfully, Jareth was happy to oblige, so a line of the first twenty goblins got to be kicked, with goblins judging based on height and how long they made noises of awe. By the end, Jareth had broken his personal best record of twelve feet three times, pleasing him. The problem was, he still felt as though he had a lot of energy, and had no idea what to do.
After the goblins left to go drink and party, Jareth decided to speak to the cooks. It didn't last long, as he was suddenly feeling rather exasperated with them as they were going too slow for his liking. Impatience got the better of him, so he made it clear to them which foods were to be given to Sarah, to keep her happy. Much chocolate disappeared from Aboveground that day, as the goblins had strict orders to do “whatever was necessary” to get and keep the chocolate for Sarah, and Sarah alone. Bogging was the punishment for anyone who ate chocolate without Jareth controlling it, so there was more reason to obtain it.
Once the food was taken care of, Jareth proceeded onto the task of ordering clothes. New dresses were ordered, with the understanding that she would be measured once a week, to officially record what size dress was needed, and unofficially, to see how big she was getting. After that, Jareth indulged in a new pair of leather gloves and boots. His collection of leather gloves was quite extensive, a different pair for each special occasion. The amount of new gloves created during Sarah’s run alone was enough to keep Jareth reordering time for the goblins so that they had enough time to prepare for each meeting he had with Sarah. After that, he thought it a good idea to get Sarah another pair of gloves, and would have had a pair prepared for the new addition, were it not for the fact that he still did not know the gender. That put a slight dent in his plans, as a new wardrobe could not be created yet, but at the very least, he could have boots made, since male and female wore them. Their child would have the most adorable leather booties ever known.
When Jareth was satisfied with the clothiers, he was still thirsty, so he had another cup of coffee. He still did not feel the effects somehow, and since he was in a musical mood, he decided to see if any goblins had moved to the throne room.
Normally, Jareth had to be in a very good mood to want to sing, and an even better one to dance while singing. However, at this moment, he was still so proud of his accomplishments that he felt like dancing in his underwear, an event not universally known, except by Sarah of course. She had that magical effect on him, and occasionally he indulged her whims when she asked him. Sometimes the dance became interactive as he grabbed Sarah by the wrist or waist, but he never saw her complaining when he did that. All the same, he was not going to do that now, but later tonight was a very real possibility. That and carrying her bridal-style, as he enjoyed doing that.
Once Jareth poofed himself into the throne room, he found just the audience he was looking for. The goblins were already in the partying mode, but he had their rapt attention once he began. Everyone loved watching as Jareth did his rendition of “I've got a lovely bunch of crystal balls”. The verses changed every time as he sang of what he had and would do with them, but it always started and ended the same.
Several songs after that, Jareth left the throne room to raucous shouts and encores, and now he actually felt tired. Nope, that coffee did not affect him. However, a nap right now was not wise, as there was still more he wanted to do, and it might disturb his sleep schedule. Instead of coffee, he had some of Sarah’s chocolate, as he was fond of a candy bar now and then. After having two chocolate bars, he went outside to speak to various other goblins about having lunch and getting ready for when Sarah came back.
After eating and talking, Jareth went to find roses in the gardens, as Sarah loved the smell of roses in their room. He spread half of the petals artfully in their room, and then the other half when he didn’t like the job he did the first time and reordered time to fix it. After a few hours doing that, he felt like pacing, as he was now feeling antsy again. That would not do.
Going back to the throne room, Jareth still felt like pacing, which made him feel irritable, but with so much energy, he felt like singing, again! He didn't know what he wanted to sing, but some part of him was feeling the cabin fever, so after going through three different changes of clothing within ten minutes, much to the awe of the already drunk goblins, Jareth settled on wearing a sombrero with an appropriate outfit and lots of glitter. As he danced, he gave the goblins spoons to attempt to keep up with the beat he clapped, deciding against maracas as they might become popular at all parties. That, or they would all get destroyed as the goblins tried to figure out how they made noise. Some goblins attempted to copy Jareth's moves, but going in a circle was difficult for some. Jareth helped by throwing them up in the air, or kicking if they preferred it.
It was as Jareth came to the finale of the song he was dancing to that he got down on his knees as though about to do an air guitar solo when Sarah suddenly appeared in front of him.
“Sarah! You’re back at last!”
“And in the nick of time, too! What in bognation are you attempting to do?”
“Naturally,” he said smoothly as he got up and kissed her, “I was posing to greet my fair Queen.”
“With a sombrero on your head? The last time that happened had been at your bachelor party.”
“How did you hear about that? That night was special.”
“Sorry, but my dad was so entertained by that image of you that he told me about it right before we got married.”
“Is that why you were grinning so much as you walked down the aisle?”
“Partly. That, and, you look amazing in a tuxedo.”
“Of course I do,” he said, practically preening.
“Well, now you know that, and I am hungry. Shall we eat while we let the goblins celebrate?”
“Sounds like a good idea to me. All this dancing really helps to work up an appetite.”
After a long dinner discussing all that had happened that day, Jareth took Sarah to the library to show her the new plans he had made for the nursery, as well as show the new spot he had created for her while she read, so that she could read to their little one as well. The only place with more pillows was their bedroom. Then, he showed her where the nursery would be, and all the work he had set in motion while she was out, and then they went to their bedroom, for the last surprise.
The kiss Sarah and Jareth shared once the door was closed was very pleasurable and repeated multiple times for maximum results. Then, Jareth showed her his new dance, and he joined her on their bed, quite worn out.
“I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel as though I could sleep for several days, Precious. Why is this?”
“Well, based on all that you have done today alone, between several hours of singing and dancing, planning for us, court, and arranging all this, I’d say you have done several days of work all in one day. Usually, you take your time, or the goblins slow things down, but not today.”
“Oh no, not today. I had no patience today, so they did everything asked of them.”
“When did you start feeling impatient, Jareth?”
“Right after taking my first sip of-“
“Sip of what?”
“Coffee. Did I mention that I tried your coffee today? I only had four cups of it.”
“Four? No wonder you were dancing so much! I get shaky after having two cups.”
“No wonder I felt so skittish today. Perhaps it did affect me after all.”
“Perhaps? Oh, it definitely did.”
It was then that the sound of spoons being played terribly could be heard rising throughout the kingdom in a rather coordinated effort by the goblins. It seemed they were trying to keep it in time with the song they were singing: “Hail to Our Victor, Sarah”.
“That’s it, Jareth. No more coffee for you, ever.”
Voiced By: Khary Payton
Classification: Gadget character (with explosives)
Biography: Arch-enemy of Aquaman, Black Manta is a surface-dweller intent on causing the fall of Atlantis. With his high-tech armor, he is able to breathe underwater, withstand great pressures, and fire laser beams and torpedos.
Intro: Black Mask is seen stepping out of the ocean onto a shore at nighttime, his eyes glowing, carrying a harpoon; he is then shown walking into the arena, saying "You won't survive this!"
Post-Round Taunt: Holds his harpoon forward, pointing at the downed opponent, saying "We're not done here!" or "Lay down and die!"
Outro: Black Manta turns and walks away, and the screen changes to show Black Manta's manta ray-shaped submarine underwater, and then changes again to show Black Manta sitting in the captain's seat, watching as his henchmen navigate through the ocean
* Harpoon Toss - Holds his speciaized harpoon forward, and presses a button on its hilt that sends the actual harpoon part flying forward to hit the opponent; Black Manta still holds the hilt, and after the move is over, presses the button again which pulls the actual harpoon, attached to the hilt by a wire, back to him
** Meter Burn - If the opponent is hit by the harpoon, Black Manta will reel them in towards him
* Devil Ray (Close) - Shoots a laser beam from his helmet's eyes at the ground close-range, creating a blast that will damage opponents; can be done in the air
** Meter Burn - Shoots another beam once the opponent is knocked into the air by the initial blast
* Devil Ray (Med) - Shoots a laser beam from his helmet's eyes at the ground mid-range, creating a blast that will damage opponents; can be done in the air
** Meter Burn - Shoots another beam once the opponent is knocked into the air by the initial blast
* Devil Ray (Far) - Shoots a laser beam from his helmet's eyes at the ground far-range, creating a blast that will damage opponents; can be done in the air
** Meter Burn - Shoots another beam once the opponent is knocked into the air by the initial blast
* Manta Ray - Shoots his laser beam straight ahead, reaching across most of the screen
** Meter Burn - Creates a larger, more focused beam that burns away at the opponent, trapping them in the attack if they're hit
* Torpedo - Fires a missile from his shoulder-mounted missile launcher, which flies straight forward until about mid-screen, where it starts to be affected by gravity and falls to the ground; when it hits the ground and explodes, it's still capable of damaging the opponent
** Meter Burn - The missile becomes heat-seeking, not falling after getting to the middle of the screen and tracking the opponent's movements; however, it can still be avoided
* Air Ray - Shoots a laser beam at a 45 degree angle as an anti-air move
Launcher: Hits forward with a power-up harpoon strike
Forward - Grabs the opponent by the throat and begins choking them to the ground; after they compltely fall over, he stabs them with his harpoon and slides them forward across the ground
Back - Grabs the opponent by the throat and begins choking them to the ground; after they compltely fall over, he stabs them with his harpoon and slides them backward across the ground
Powered Armor - Black Manta's character trait increases the strength available to him, not only making him hit harder, but also allowing him to interact with the environment as if he were a power character temporarily
Super Move: Shock Guantlets - Black Manta stabs forward with his harpoon, and if it connects, he'll dig the bladde of the harpoon deeper into the opponent; letting go of the harpoon, still in the opponent, Black Manta activates an electrical current in his guantlets, and then grabs a hold of the opponent's face, electrocuting them violently; he finishes the move by roughly pulling the harpoon out of the opponent and smacking them in the face with it
Ending: When Superman's Regime took control, most supervillains were either killed, held prisoner in Stryker's Island, or reeducated to serve their new master. But Black Manta was subjected to another punishment. Aquaman kept Manta for himself in Atlantis's dungeons, torturing his nemesis almost daily for years for everything he's done. When Black Manta had just about given up all hope of escape, some of his surviving forces staged an attack on Atlantis, succeeding in freeing their leader. Now free and with a deeper hatred for Aquaman and his allies, Black Manta will seek his vengeance to the ends of the earth.
"I'll enjoy killing you."
"Stand against me and die!"
"Feel the manta's sting!"
"You'll pay dearly!"
"Don't think you can win!"
Black Manta - "We should stand together against oppression!"
Cyborg - "So it's a race thing? No thanks, dude."
Black Manta - "Your armor is pitiful!"
Lex Luthor - "Coming from the man in a glorified diving suit!"
Black Manta - "I can lead the Legion of Doom!"
Lex Luthor - "Not when I revoke your membership!"
Black Manta - "This time you won't survive!"
Aquaman - "You say that every time."
Black Manta - "It's time for the death of Atlantis!"
Aquaman - "Not while I'm still alive, Manta!"
Black Manta - "Our war ends here!"
Aquaman - "But it doesn't end with your victory!"
Cyborg - "You've got some surprisingly advanced tech."
Black Manta - "I have my resources."
Lex Luthor - "Bored of the ocean, David?"
Black Manta - "I have my sights set on a larger goal."
Lex Luthor - "You've made a mistake fighting me."
Black Manta - "I don't make mistakes."
Aquaman - "You'll never win, Manta."
Black Manta - "I've already won, Arthur!"
Aquaman - "This is for my son!"
Black Manta - "You'll end up just like him!"
Aquaman - "I still don't understand your hatred of me."
Black Manta - "I'm the only one who needs to understand it!"
* Khary Payton has voiced Black Manta in Young Justice; he also voices Cyborg in Injustice already
Severus Snape stared down at the parchment in his hand. As he reread it, he smiled briefly, and then inspiration struck.
Work began quickly after that. His lab was momentarily left in order to find all of the proper ingredients so that his new project would work. And oh, what a project it would be! He would show those prankster Weasley brothers just how clever Severus Snape was after all.
Granted, he could not claim all of the inspiration for this idea. No, it was due in part to an old school friend of his, Caroline. She had recently gotten married, and had finally sent a note of thanks, thanking him multiple times for making it to her wedding. In that letter of thanks, she also mentioned a new story that she had recently come upon, called Labyrinth. The tale was simple enough, how a foolish girl made a wish and went through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered in order to take back her baby brother from a goblin king. He hadn’t cared all that much about the story other than something at the end, a bog.
But this was no ordinary bog. No, this was a Bog of Eternal Stench. And that gave him the idea he needed to finally put those Weasley brothers in their place. Why did they bother him so much? Hadn’t it been enough that he had faked his own death and come back to help win the war? No, he guessed not. Perhaps because he was now with Hermione?
Whatever the reason was, he wanted to out-prank the Weasley twins, if that was even possible. After years of dealing with their “gifts” that appeared at his door or in his lab, he was going to have his revenge.
He first needed a way to make the twins accept the trick, and so he called it a new toy. He quickly wrote, using a false name to gain their trust. Once they showed their eagerness for something new that would be “sure to delight people of all ages”, he told them that he would send it to them.
He had had so many ideas running around in his head about what he should do, but none of them had seemed good enough. He needed something that would surprise them and stop them from doing anything. That was where the Bog of Eternal Stench came in handy.
While he did not know of a potion that could imbue a smell permanently, he knew of several that could last for months on end. That would have to do. Getting the ingredients was the hardest part. He enlisted Hermione to help, since she was Muggle-born and knew what those things were that Caroline had mentioned. Soon he had all the old shoes, sweaty clothes, and burnt popcorn he could ask for. Combining those with the other things he needed, he extracted what he required, and the “toy” took shape. Really, it was more of a dirty bomb, but they didn’t need to know that.
It took several tries of taking all of the different smells and combining them into one noxious place, but he managed. With each scent imbued in the smoke he manipulated, each had their turn to be added to fragrant mixture until they were placed into the small, glowing mortar on the floor so that it could be added to the liquid blob inside the mortar. The lab smelled awful for those few hours as he meticulously combined everything into a blackish-green fluid, similar to the feel and movement as jello, yet more liquid, like silly putty.
In the end, it was a small, non-threatening little ball, smaller than his fist. Oh, but the power it packed! He quickly put the finishing touches on it, so that it would explode the moment it was released from its package by the twins, as well as adding a little flair of magic so that they could see his initials as it was released. They would know who they were dealing with.
The ball would explode, sending bits of it onto every possible surface, releasing the ghastly smell that combined all of the worst-smelling things imaginable, just like the bog. And it would last for a long time to come. If he was lucky, they would open it inside the main part of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. Once it was packaged up, he wrote a note back to Caroline, thanking her for the inspiration he needed. He also sent her a birthday present, since he knew it was coming soon. His regular owl took that to Caroline, while he prepared another owl to deliver the dirty bomb.
Once that owl was sent, he cleaned up his lab, airing it so that he would not be smelling the sweat for weeks to come. He would create another potion to purify the air if it became necessary. After that, he cleaned up himself, and went off to find Hermione. She was working hard at the Ministry of Magic, but she should have been home by now.
It was summer right now, and it seemed like a perfect opportunity to spend some time outdoors with her. He had read in a Muggle magazine in Hermione’s home that girls liked going on picnics outdoors, so he thought that he would surprise her this time with one.
Perhaps, if he was really feeling lucky, he would also show her what he had bought for her at the jewelry store. He had hinted to Caroline that soon she may be receiving an invitation from him of a similar nature. It just depended on the moment.
Certainly, he cared a lot about Hermione. There could be no denying that. She had caught his attention long ago, and had retained it since. She had grown into a beautiful woman, confident and mature. Someone he would gladly marry after slowly learning to love again.
In the weeks that followed that happy picnic, Snape had further cause to be glad. He later heard from Potter that there had been a terrible accident in Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, and it had been forced to shut down for a whole month. Snape did his own version of a happy dance before Hermione or Potter noticed.
But, what Snape did not find out about was what happened after the Weasley brothers opened their shop again. Sure, they had been closed, but they had not been idle by any means. When they opened again, it was with the promise of new tricks and gimmicks, and they delivered well. Their best-selling product that made up for all of the lost profit of the month, in one day? Why, none other than Aromus Attackus.
Author’s Disclaimer: No, I don’t own Harry Potter, or anything related to it. All rights go to their respective owners. This story is part of an art trade with ScarletQuill , and I wanted to create something related to Harry Potter since that is how I found her originally. We both love stories involving Severus Snape and Hermoine, so I wanted to write a little something in that honor. This story is an AU of Harry Potter, taking place after the war where both Snape and Fred survive.
Who won: Snape or the Weasleys? I’ll let you decide. Yes, this is probably the definition of silliness, but I can’t help it. It just needed to happen! ScarletQuill is fond of Harry Potter stories involving Snape and the Weasleys’ pranks, or him with Hermoine, so I thought I would combine them both. A small tribute is paid to one of her stories as he leaves his initials so that the twins know it was him. Also, it is ScarletQuill’s birthday, so I wanted to get this out in time for it. Happy Birthday, Caroline!
This story gave me serious writer’s block as I tried to figure out which combination I wanted to write about, until I decided to say screw it and include everything! No shame. I hope you enjoyed the silliness! Thanks for reading and reviewing!
Also, if you like the cover image, here is the original: fav.me/d73pwnh
The moment Sarah wished her brother away, Jareth knew his life was going to change.
During Sarah’s run, he thought that it would be a good change to have Sarah and Toby be a part of the Underground at long last (as of course Sarah would lose). At the end of Sarah’s run, Jareth’s feelings about the change became increasingly negative, until she finally said her right words, thus defeating him.
Then it was all bad.
Jareth was not accustomed to losing, and that it was to Sarah made it worse. He loved Sarah, had watched her for years, and had given her the book. To have it all come to this end was disheartening.
The goblins had been hoping for a new queen, so they did the next best thing: follow her around to see if she still remembered the Labyrinth. For several years, the goblins appeared in her home, wherever it happened to be, until sometime in college, when her room was too small to hide in. The goblins had been fond of coming whenever she cooked, as she made amazing chocolate chip cookies, but after a time, she did not cook.
Sarah’s friends saw a change, too. Sarah was so excited to talk to her new three friends, but after a few years, she worked so much that there was not enough time for her to see her friends, and then she never tried again. They knew she had to work to save up for college, and that she wanted to go into the arts. Later on, it seemed that Sarah had abandoned her dreams, as the goblins happened upon her as she worked as a store clerk.
Throughout all of this, Jareth held on to hope. Hope that she had just grown up, and was too busy for the Labyrinth. Hope that she had not forgotten about her dreams. Hope that she remembered all that she had learned, and not forgotten anything during her run. Hope that she remembered the Labyrinth, and most importantly, him.
Those hopes died when another wish came.
Once again, Sarah was the wisher, and Toby the wished-away. The only difference now was that both were thirteen years older. Sarah was twenty-eight, quite a woman, or so Jareth thought.
Jareth came in full Goblin King regalia, with as much black as he could wear, and glitter to make up for the lack of color. The conversation was similar.
“Goblin King, where is my brother?”
So she was using that name. Jareth’s shoulders dropped just a little at the thought of having to be the villain again.
“You know where he is. In my castle. Where he belongs.”
Jareth meant it, too. He crossed his arms as he heard the first question, but he was soon pointing toward himself, emphasizing where Toby belonged, just as Sarah did.
“Are you sure you will be able to handle him? There’s a reason I wished him away to you, you know.”
That unsettled Jareth just a little. What was Sarah trying to imply, about him and Toby? She underestimated him it seemed.
“I am the Goblin King. I fear no boy nor beast.”
Sarah’s small grin turned grimace did not seem to fit in with the courageous (in Jareth’s mind, a little wilful and obnoxious, but still endearing to a fault) tilt of her head as she faced Jareth head-on, now almost his height.
“You were warned.”
“Good. In that case, here is a crystal. Take it. It will show you your dreams.”
She was not fighting for her brother. Something was wrong. Jareth did not understand. The sooner this was done, the better, so he could figure things out.
Sarah chuckled before crossing her arms in defiance.
“You can’t possibly know what my dreams are.”
Jareth stiffened at her words. How dare she say that! After all this time!
“I beg to differ. I think I have a very good idea of what you want.”
“If that were the case, you wouldn’t be saying these sorts of things to me.”
Sarah looked so smug as she said that, and Jareth wanted to know why. Badly.
“Then do pray tell what I should be saying to you.”
“Not this. What if I don’t want the crystal?”
There’s the fight! Jareth was overly pleased that she was going to try after all. Then he would have a better chance at keeping her there.
“Then,” Jareth said, sweeping his cloak around himself and Sarah, using a little trickery on his part, “you shall have to solve my Labyrinth in thirteen hours, or else your dear Toby becomes mine forever.”
In an undertone, he added, “Such a pity. I thought you had learned better.”
Leaving Sarah to her fate, Jareth decided to see how dear Tobias was doing after all that time. He had always wondered if the boy would remember him, now was a good time to find out. Toward Sarah, it seemed that he was doomed to always be the villain: perhaps with Toby it would be different. His assumptions surprised him.
“So you’re the Goblin King. Man, I was hoping you didn’t exist. Sarah just likes to think of new ways to keep me in line, since my parents are too lazy and not around to do anything. Well, what are you supposed to do?”
Jareth was troubled. Toby would be around fourteen now, and it appeared that, with his strange haircut and dark clothes, he was being rebellious. That was a pity. That Sarah could not control him, nor his parents, was something he intended to ask Sarah about later. Jareth knew the period of life well from personal experience, so he was ready to deal with Toby.
“I’m not supposed to do anything to you, at least not until Sarah gives up or loses.”
Toby laughed outright.
“You could be a comedian; you know that, right? The idea of Sarah, with all her stubborn will and “kingdom as great” talk, actually giving up is hilarious. She would never do that. Why else do you think I’m here? For my health, or hers? Oh, she will come and solve your Labyrinth in no time at all. She is just so determined.”
“Really. I am surprised she still says things like that.”
Truly, he was surprised. So she forgot about the Labyrinth, and yet still knew the words. She must have found the book again.
“All the time. Mom and Dad told her if she wanted to be a painter, then she would have to earn her way to art school, and then she goes and does it. For two years in high school, she worked two different jobs and never came home so that she could go to school. That was her mantra when up late doing homework.”
Jareth was pleased to hear that, for several reasons. Clearly, despite the distaste Toby felt for his parents, he was still in awe of Sarah and her ability to face any challenge. That, and, she remembered that phrase and went to art school of all things. But why a painter?
“So, Sarah is an artist now?”
Since he did not seem to know Sarah as well now, perhaps it was best to get as much information from Toby as possible, seeing as he loved his sister, if his look of pride was any indication.
“Not just any artist. A painter. Oh shoot, I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. Don’t tell her that I told you, ok?”
“Of course. It’ll be our little secret. Now, shall we check on Sarah to see how far she has progressed?”
“How do you do that? Wait, do you have this place rigged with security cameras somehow? I knew it was too good to be true.”
“No, Toby, there are no cameras. Just my crystals. See here,” he said, as he pointed to the crystal.
“So how are you making these, exactly?” Toby’s disbelief was apparent.
“Naturally, through my magic. As Goblin King, I can do that. And now that Sarah has wished you away, I can check in and watch you any time I like.”
“Wait, like spying on me? That’s weird and creepy. Are you Sarah’s stalker?”
Jareth did not in any way stalk Sarah. He simply looked in from time to time on the family to make sure all was well. Stalk her indeed. How could he if he did not have power over her, let alone know she was a painter?
“No, not really for either. I just want to make sure that you are staying good and not causing trouble for Sarah. I worry about her. She works hard, and she shouldn’t have been forced to do this, it seems. I’m just going to help.”
“Help how? What can you do?”
“What can’t I do? See, look at Sarah and that dwarf there, Hogbrain. With magic, I can do this,” Jareth said smugly as he snapped his fingers and a branch suddenly appeared in the path, causing Hoggle to trip.
“You actually did that? That is so cool! Can you show me how to do that? I can think of several guys at school that I would love to do that to.”
“Do they bully you, Toby?” Jareth looked at Toby seriously. “If so, just tell me their names, and I promise to make their lives miserable.”
“You would do that? For me?” Toby’s astonishment was great.
“Of course. I feel as though we’re going to be great friends. Now, were those boys bullying you, and do you want me to arrange something?”
Toby got quiet. Finally, he said, “Can we go somewhere more private?”
“Yes. We shall go to my planning room so that we can plot this properly. And then, I will take you with me to a meeting with my War Council, as I think you’ll like them.”
“Cool! I always wanted to lead people and fight battles. Let’s go.”
After some time plotting the bullies’ demise, Jareth decided it best to go check on Sarah. She had already been in the oubliette, and was now visiting the false alarms, so it was time to bring back his favorite outfit with the tight gray pants.
This conversation between him and Sarah was much more unexpected.
“Nothing? Nothing, tra la la?”
Jareth was ready to go and scare Hogwart until Sarah interrupted him unceremoniously.
“Jareth, really. Can you be any more childish using that phrase? Speaking of children, how is Toby?”
Sarah’s concern for Toby showed easily through her brave façade.
“He is fine. Very safe with my War Council, helping them plot how to take on the trolls. He has some excellent knowledge of guerilla tactics.”
“Of course, he does. How else would he manage to go to detention at least once a week?”
“He just needs a proper outlet.”
“Plotting wars was not what I had in mind. But, it’s you, so I shouldn’t be surprised.”
“I’m just that good at surprising you. How are you enjoying my Labyrinth?”
Jareth was tired of standing at a distance, and so he began his predatory strutting toward Sarah. Sarah seemed surprised, and even gave him an appreciative once-over before staring him down with a smug smile on her face. Her only response: “It’s a piece of cake.”
Jareth really had hoped that she would have forgotten that phrase over time. Some things never change. Perhaps the only saving grace was that she had not said “It’s not fair!” yet, which was an improvement. Still, he wanted to strange Sarah for saying that, and then kiss her until she agreed to stay and marry him.
But, just as before, he did what he had to, so he took away some time, for which he only received another smug grin and a hand on his arm, which was promptly moved away as soon as she realized what she had done.
Jareth laughed at Sarah’s smugness, and sent the cleaners after her and Hoggle, enjoying the conversation. He was unsure how to take the once-over and hand on his arm, but it had to be good, right?
When Jareth came back, Toby was in the throne room with a crystal watching Sarah, smiling to himself.
“Are you really allowed to do that, Jareth?”
“Yes. I’m the King. My Labyrinth, my rules. If she insists on using such silly phrases, she gets what she deserves.”
“Such as saying, ‘Nothing, tra la la?’”
The boy certainly knew how to use sarcasm, if nothing else. They were going to get along just fine. The moment he was introduced to the goblins, he would understand Jareth’s plight immediately.
“I’m the King. I do as I like.”
“It still doesn’t matter. She’s going to win,” Toby replied matter-of-factly.
Jareth smiled to himself. “You have a lot of faith in Sarah.”
“Yep, always have, and always will. So, will you show me how to make those crystals?”
“Let’s start with the basics, and then we’ll work up to creating them.”
The teaching continued until Sarah bit the peach, and Jareth began to smile uncontrollably before changing into a proper outfit..
“Excuse me, Toby, but Sarah needs me right now. I’ll be back soon. Here is a crystal to watch.”
“Be nice to her. Make her feel special.”
Toby was dead serious, and so was Jareth.
“I will; I promise.”
And with that, Jareth left to enjoy another waltz with Sarah. The fact that Sarah’s search for him was less frantic and scared from the first time was good, and even better once he got a better look at the new, emerald dress Sarah was wearing that hugged her feminine curves so well. She actually looked happy to be there.
It was another silent dance, but this time, Sarah knew all the moves, and Jareth took advantage of it to move closer to her while dancing. Sarah blushed more as she tried to look away from him momentarily, but she turned back to him and his blue eyes quickly, unable to stay away.
Finally, Sarah seemed to look sad as she started to pull away. This was not a frantic push, so Jareth tried to hold onto her just a little longer, enjoying her warmth and smell. Sarah looked surprised, so she stayed for a moment longer, staring intently at him as she gripped his hands.
Finally, he let go as Sarah began to pull away more firmly. Sarah broke the mirror to escape. Jareth was very frustrated when he finally came back to the throne room.
“She took longer than usual there. She might not win.”
It was unlikely, but he could always hope. He wanted to keep her there so much.
“Doubtful. She is more clever than you give her credit for. She is going to finish, probably even early, and then she is going to take me back home. Am I going to miss school this way?”
“No. Time does not work here the same way as it does Aboveground. She hasn’t won yet.”
Toby looked momentarily sad at the thought of going back to school, but his smile came back fully as he answered.
“She will. Once she gets here, will you send me back immediately to home, or do I get to stay longer?”
“Sadly, you’re going home. I’ll have to speak to Sarah briefly first, and then she’ll be home soon after you.”
Jareth was trying not to think about that possibility very much at all, and he was failing.
“Sure, that is what you say now.”
Toby winked at Jareth, then nudged him with his elbow, which threw Jareth off entirely.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“I saw the way you were looking at her through the crystal. I can see that you like her. And you’re a whole lot better than the other jerks she has dated. She could do worse.”
Was Toby really saying what he hoped he was saying?
“Does this mean that I have your blessing?”
“Definitely. Then I might be able to come back, too,” Toby said grinning.
“You need only call for me, and I will be there.”
If he had Toby on his side, perhaps there was still hope. Maybe Toby could stay a little longer, to help convince Sarah.
“Thanks, Jareth. I really appreciate it.”
“I care about you, Toby. I only want what is best for you and Sarah.”
“Clearly, with regard to Sarah,” Toby added with another wink.
“Alright, enough out of you. We have more troll hunting to plan. Will you join me?”
“Gladly. This beats history class any day.”
After more time passed, Sarah finally made it to the Goblin City, and once she was inside the castle, she looked so relieved to see Toby.
“Toby! There you are, thank goodness! I was worried you would’ve been kicked out already.”
“Nah, Jareth is a cool guy; I like him. He can do some pretty neat stuff, and he said he would teach me magic one day.”
Toby smiled at Sarah before rubbing her upper arm slowly. Then, he elbowed his sister good-naturedly.
“Oh, did he now? Oh dear. I’ll just have to go over there and have a few words with him about this first.”
“See you at home, Sarah,” said Toby as he winked to Jareth, giving him a thumbs up. To Jareth, he said, “Thanks.”
Toby disappeared, leaving Sarah and Jareth alone again. This was his final chance, and he intended to try as hard as he could.
“So, it seems that you’ve beaten my Labyrinth.”
Sarah looked thrilled to be able to say that. A true Cheshire cat grin was now on her face, and Jareth was momentarily taken back.
“Something wrong, Jareth? Or just surprised at me saying that?”
Sarah had been waiting a long time for this moment.
“Yes, I’m a little surprised. I thought that you’d forgotten about the Labyrinth.”
What Jareth wanted to add on at the end of that sentence was “and me”. But, he decided it best not to.
“How could I do that, if I was able to wish Toby away?”
“Wishing away someone is not uncommon, assuming you had heard the story, or still own the book I gave you.”
“But I’ve done more than that. I’ve lived through it, and conquered it. Twice. I wonder if that is saying something about me or your lack of creativity in creating something hard.” Her smile got larger.
“It certainly says something about you, not me. You are still the only human to beat the Labyrinth.”
Sarah looked inordinately pleased to hear that. Sarah’s hope was increasing.
“Then why did you wish your brother away? Why did you neglect your friends and the Labyrinth? Why did you make it seem like you forgot?”
“Because I had no choice. I had to grow up and live my own life. Just because you made me an offer once did not mean it was real or ever going to happen again. After learning so many lessons during my first run, I wanted to put them into practice and become a better person. I had to fight for what I believed in and follow my dreams, and I have done just that.”
“How? By neglecting your family and Toby, allowing him to become unhappy and bullied?”
“No. My family didn’t support my dreams, and so I moved out. It was only ten minutes away, but my family didn’t want my “wayward tendencies” to affect how Toby chose his career in life.”
“And that is why you are ashamed to be called a painter?”
Sarah paused before adding, “Did he tell you that? I told him not to tell you!”
There was another phrase that Sarah wanted to add, but did not. She was no longer fifteen years old, but in fact, a young woman of twenty-eight. Jareth needed to see that, if he somehow did not realize that from her dress in the waltz. The bigger problem was that Jareth knew somehow.
“Why? Just because everyone else can’t know?”
Jareth looked haughty, and Sarah was staring daggers at Jareth.
“No, because I wanted to surprise you!” At this, Sarah turned away to lean against a wall. “This was supposed to turn out differently.”
Jareth was not sure how any of this could come out right, even with her remembering now. She must think awful things of him still.
“How, pray tell?”
“Look, I know you are hurt-“
“Hurt? You are accusing me of that weakness? Next you will be telling me that I feel something much stronger toward you.”
That got Sarah going.
“Aren’t you supposed to be trying to distract me from finishing my run right now?”
“Why do you think we’re still talking?”
Because Toby is already gone. Also because you enjoy hearing your own voice and making me feel bad about not being able to help Toby when I did everything I could.”
Sarah looked like she was ready to fight, with her balled up fists and determined expression in her face. Jareth was not afraid.
“I don’t appreciate your tone.”
“And I don’t appreciate your tactics! Just let me go if you are going to already! You already sent Toby back, showing that I won, so why am I still here? I won. Or do I have to say my words again to be done with this already?”
If there was anything that Jareth did not want, that was what he wanted least. He could not handle that again.
“Why did you even want to be a painter to begin with?” Jareth practically shouted in frustration. “What happened to costumes and acting? Why the change?”
“Because it wasn’t realistic, and my heart just wasn’t in it. I saw so much more beauty in life and in the world around me as I appreciated it more, and so I wanted to be able to bring out that beauty by painting it. Your Labyrinth helped me do that.”
“It’s nice to know that you can at least be grateful for what you received,” Jareth practically spat.
“Received? Hardly. More like fought for.”
Sarah tried to stare down Jareth, but Jareth was still taller, and had some high ground here.
“You wanted an adventure, and you got it. You asked for Toby to be taken away, and I took him. I gave you everything that you wanted. Isn’t that generous?”
“Generosity is giving without expecting to receive anything back.”
Jareth mentally prepared himself for whatever cutting words came next. Perhaps more of the childish ways had not been conquered after all.
“Such as the way in which you looked after Toby today, and even managed to make him smile. That was kind, and generous. Another was my attempt to always have or make cookies when I knew the goblins were around. I wanted them to be happy.”
This was not expected, but definitely more welcome. Perhaps there was hope for this mess after all.
Sarah finally approached Jareth, taking his hand. “For what you did for Toby, I will always be grateful. Thank you.”
Sarah was showing how she truly felt as she beamed up at him, squeezing his hand tightly. Good will surged through Jareth, and the desire to return the goodness in kind, on the off chance of running with his hope, was too strong to resist.
“It was my pleasure, truly. I see a little of me in him, so I know what he is going through.”
“Whatever it is, I’m glad he was finally able to meet you. You’ve cleared up some of my lingering doubts, and now I can return home.”
Sarah started to turn away, but Jareth was not finished.
“Only some, and not all? What else is there?”
“It is nothing, a silly girlish thought that I always imagined. It is nothing.”
Sarah tried to pull away again, but now Jareth was fixated, grabbing her wrists and pulling her closer than before.
“What is it, Sarah? Tell me. I am willing to answer any question you ask. I cannot deny you anything.”
“Are you quite sure? It’s a small doubt that I’ve had ever since I left last time.”
“I don’t care. Just ask me. Nothing you say is silly or unimportant.”
“Fine. But first, was there anything else that you wanted ask me? Anything at all?” There was an almost desperate gleam in her eyes that confused Jareth.
“What I have to say would most likely only annoy you in your current state of mind.” Jareth looked away momentarily before Sarah’s hand brought him back to face her. She was smiling.
“Are you absolutely sure that you know my state of mind right now? Considering your earlier wrong assumptions about me, are you absolutely sure about that?”
Now she was leaning in closer, not afraid of the contact being created between them. This was the change that Jareth had been secretly hoping for all along. He was no longer the villain. He could have shouted for joy.
“No, I’m not, Precious,” he almost purred as he leaned into her ear, “but perhaps you would like to enlighten me a little about it? I’m rather unused to acting as anything other than the villain around you.”
“Then this will be good practice for later,” she whispered back.
“So there will be a later then?”
“If you want it.”
“I do, but I don’t know if you want it.”
“Then perhaps you should ask me, Jareth. I’m not afraid of you. Nor will I ever be.”
“I could give you a good reason if you so desire,” he said seductively as he pulled her completely against him, making her shiver, “and I could give even more if you want it. Do you want it?”
Slowly and softly, Jareth touched Sarah’s face for the first time. He continued to lean in further until their noses touched.
“Isn’t there something else you wanted to ask me, or offer me, as the case so happens?” Sarah whispered.
Now Jareth could match Sarah’s Cheshire cat grin, tooth for tooth.
“Just let me rule you. Fear me, love me, do as I say, and I will be your slave.”
“I think we have already established that I will never fear you in that way. That is not what a true relationship is built on. How you would rule me, and yet at the same be my slave is something else that has always annoyed me because they are so contradictory, so they cancel one another out. Submissive out of love, perhaps. That just leaves one more.”
Jareth stopped stroking Sarah’s hair when she paused.
“Love, however, I can do. With all my heart. But can you?”
“With all my heart, yes. I love you, Sarah. I want nothing but your happiness.”
“Even if you’re not by my side?”
“It would hurt me, but yes, it can be done. Why? Is there someone else? I was so sure from what Toby said that there was no one.”
“He would mention that, wouldn’t he? No, there is no one else, only you. I realized that some years ago, though I was unwilling to admit it until recently. Love makes a person say and do crazy things sometimes, as well as make a person vulnerable.”
“Why do you say this, Sarah?”
Leaning in to kiss him, Sarah said, “Because, Jareth, you have power over me.”
Author’s Disclaimer: No, I don’t own Labyrinth. All rights go to their respective owners. I just like to have fun with the characters. Sarah did it right this time I’ve always wanted to do a variation on the “girl who forgot everything” line, and so this story came about. This story is as close as I’ve gotten to writing angst for these two, and it still unsettles me a little. When I first wrote this, it seemed like Jareth was finding his inner “Within You” in this piece, but maybe that is me. It was intended to just be more of my usual fare of fluff, but it is a little more serious. That’s why I waited to post it until I could come back and read again to be sure. I’m not always a big fan of the stories where Sarah loses her memories of the Labyrinth (just depends on the writer), as I think it was so important to her growing up and changing for good. But that’s just me. I’ve heard others give good reasons why she should not remember, so I understand. Anyways, Happy 28th Anniversary of Labyrinth coming to theaters! I hope you enjoyed the story!