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Quick little thing: I got one of the MANY MANY apps that let you change your keyboard background so it's a picture from the Serious Moonlight tour.
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Grant's POV:
What did that dick have that I didn't. He was old and crusty, and uh, he was dying!!! I loved Sarah more then anything. Except maybe tacos. I love tacos. Anyway, I couldn't believe I had walked in on them sleeping in the same bed. I had come back the morning after I ran out to find both of them in his bed. I wanted to check on Jareth because you know, I'm a nice guy. I almost burst, but then I just slipped back out of the room to go have breakfast. If I could eat before they woke up I wouldn't have to see either of them until I got back from work at 10. Tacos. Did I mention I liked tacos.

Sarah's POV:
I was confused. Then I remembered what happened. I could have slept forever next to Jareth, but I saw Grant slip in and out of the room. I assumed he just wanted something to eat, so I stayed in be till I heard the garage open and close. I walked downstairs to make myself, Duncan, and Jareth breakfast. Pancakes. Simple. Lots of sugar. And they took up enough of my attention to not think about Grant. I wondered if he would be back tonight or not. Again, he would probably want food. And he would probably want tacos. I heard Duncan walk downstairs and turned around.
"I made pancakes. Is that okay?"
"Pancakes are always okay." I loved this guy. "Did something happen last night?I heard screaming."
"It was just. . ." What did I say? Grant left, he came back, he I don't know. "Grant got mad an left. He came back this morning, but I didn't want to talk to him."
"Are you going to be okay?"
"I'll be fine. And you pancakes are ready."

Jareth's POV:
That's it, I had to do it. After me hearing Grant get mad at her and leave I figures I should tell her. Not only was I sick, but her friend Hobble was sick too. He wasn't as far as I was, but that didn't make him good. I just had to bring Sarah back with me. I knew she loved me. I don't know if that's enough. She must have hated me ten years ago, but now it's different.

I climbed out of bed because I was hungry and it smelled like food downstairs. Duncan was eating pancakes and Sarah was making them. He probably already on his tenth one, the pig that he was.
"Sarah can I tak to you?"
"Jareth? Oh my god what are you doing I was just going to bring your breakfast upstairs."
"Okay we can go up there. But I REALLY need to talk to you." I wandered back upstairs and waited. Sarah came in a few minutes later. She looked nervous. Maybe she thought I was going tell her I was dying, because I was close.
"Sarah, I need you to come back to the Labyrinth with me. Let me finish." She had oppened her mouth. "I'm dying, and your short goblin friend is too. The only way I can think to fix it is for us to get married, so I can transfer some of my magic to you. Please. I know you love me."

Sarah's POV:
"Okay."
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I do realize that Grant is a prick but that was the point. Also, I'm listening to the Labyrinth soundtrack on my record player. I have the BEST library. I hope you liked this chapter -Jarethismyking1986

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