Beyond the Goblin City

Nothing At All: Part I

Jareth's POV:
I woke up to Sarah straddled over me. Really, she was sleeping like a starfish. I stroked her hair and pulled a strand off of her nose. She sneezed.
"Ugh Sarah gross."
"You're the one who touched my nose."
"There was a hair."
"Fine. Good morning." She kissed my nose. I fake sneezed and smirked. She wrinkled her nose and glared at me.
"You're lucky you're sexy or I'd have to flick you." I leaned in to kiss her quickly and got up.
"Why do we have to get up?"
"No reason."
"Well I'm staying bed." And she burrowed down into the sheets.
"How about food?"
"Okay. Fine." She reached out both of her arms and I pulled her up so I was carrying her like a baby.
"How is my little Sarah baby?"
She nuzzled her nose against mine. "Fine."
"Good." I dropped her and she got dressed, while I transported up and down the castle to change and settle a goblin fight. They fought all the time, and it was usually because someone hit a chicken wrong. Jesus Christ, those infernal creatures would kill me one day.

"Sarah I'm back."
She was pulling her hair into a messy bun. "Give me a sec Jareth, I just have-" There was a rumbling from the border of the goblin city.
"Someone is at the automaton. That's the big metal thing Hoggle jumped off of."
"Should we go look?
"No it's probably nothing."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Those god damned goblins are probably playing with it."
"You should be nicer to them." I didn't answer.

Sarah and I were in the middle of a perfectly nice breakfast when the Commander-in-Chief of the goblin army rushes in his name was Reju.
"Sir," he said in his usual rushed town and bowed. "There's something at the automaton."
"What of it?"

"It's your father, only in his shape-shifted form." He whimpered and ran out of the room.
"Sarah, I believe this meal is adjourned. I must see what my father wants. Wait here please." I kissed her on the bridge if her nose, which was easily my favorite spot.
"Got to go sorry." My hand trailed down her face and as I walked away and it fell of her chin. She grabbed it quickly and pulled me in for a kiss.
"Stay safe."

Sarah's POV:
Crap Bag again, what was his problem. If he really had been the principal at my high school he would have killed me 10 years ago. I wandered around lost and found my way to the throne room. To my surprise Rega was there. I forgot she was even here.
"Sarah! Hi. Come sit." She was sitting on Jareth's throne, and it looked empty without him straddled over it. She moved over and there was just enough room for the two of us.
"We need to talk." Shit what was happening? Jareth had an STD. Someone else was dying. The Labyrinth was dying.
"Ha ha no. That's not it. And don't be so surprised. Jareth can do it I can do it. I only listen when I want to, which is almost never so don't worry. No, I wanted to talk about the wedding."

"Okay. Is something wrong with it?"

"No nothings wrong, but I should just say that Jareth is uh, still a virgin. Amazing considering some things, but yes. I don't really have to say go easy on him because I'm sure you will, but if he's to rough tell him."
My eyes were wide. "Okay." I just rose up from the chair and walked towards the door. "I'm going to go find him."

What the heck. That might have been the weirdest conversation I ever had.
Jareth where are you?

Walking through the city why?

I'm coming. Why are you walking?

I'm going over my argument with Crap Bag.

Wait I can see you.

"Hello handsome."

"Hello Sarah." We wrapped our arms around each others waists and walked. The city was rather cute when you stop and notice things because rocks weren't flying at you and you had weird green caterpillars chasing you.

We then came to the worst part. The automaton. Jareth magiced open the doors and we stood in shock. 25 wolves and coyotes stood in front of us. The bigger, front one must have been Jareth's father, and a coyote stood to his right, which I assumed was Grant.

"Father. We want no conflict with you. Would you mind taking you and your tiny friend and your clan, and getting the fuck out of here?"

"Well I would love to but I really want this city." It looked like a growl on his mouth, and sounded like it to, but it still made sense.

"This city is mine and you know it. I got one and Gareth got one. You should should know you gave them to us when we turned 500."

"Only so I could take them over later. Your brother's next."

I stepped up. "We don't want you here. Grant. Leave."

Derrick just looked bored. He really growled this time then turned and flick his paw "Hold him, take her." Jareth was smothered by a dozen wolves while the other dozen coyotes came over grabbed me. They had all turned into people, and the 'coyotes' grabbed onto my arms and legs, three per appendage. I struggled to get and even kicked one in the nose, but the girl just winced and shook her head.
"Sarah! Don't so anything I'll come get you soon!" I stopped struggling because the coyotes were grabbing my wrists to hard. The last thing I saw before they covered my eyes was Crap Bag pulling something off of Jareth. It was a red lighting bolt just like his mother, only Jareth's was over his heart.
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So the chapters are getting slowly linger as we get closer to the conflict. We're almost there. Next chapter. There are 2 parts because otherwise the chapter would be 100 miles long.