Beyond the Goblin City

Wedding Planner

I didn't really like the end of that last chapter, so I'm trying to fix some things in this one. Also, whenever I type Z into my phone 'Ziggy' comes up. My phone knows me so well😂
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Jareth's POV:
That's why Mark looked familiar. I couldn't place it at first, but I remembered having to go to college for some reason, so I said that. I went to college at Boston University, and Mark happened to be wearing a BU sweatshirt, so it seemed like a good guess.

Mark suggested that we start planning immediately. He called Karen to tell her that Sarah was getting married, and that they would talk when she got home. She was on a trip in some place called 'Italy' with some girlfriends for the week. But Mark still seemed like he knew everything. It was as if he had planned his wedding, and not Karen, as girls usually do.

Sarah did you know that he knew all this stuff?

He doesn't. I taught him all of this in a play I made when I was 5. He just remembers too much.

And it seemed like he did. He had a place to get flowers, a place to get chairs, a place for everything. He even had a friend who owned a venue, and a few places to get Sarah a dress. I didn't mention to him that my mother could make Sarah whatever dress she wanted, but I told her that.

My mother can make you whatever dress she want. I could hear her laughing at me while she tried to focus on her dad.

Are you listening to this?

Nope. What could I say. Mark had a monotone voice, and I couldn't focus.

Okay I'll listen for you. It would be inconsiderate of me to not listen at, so I tuned in for a bit.

". . .and you can't have lillies because those are usually used at funerals, and they can't be black obviously, because of funerals and. . ."

I zoned out again. I didn't want to, but it was a habit. Before I met Sarah I didn't focus on anything. Than she came into the labyrinth and I couldn't forget her.That was part of the reason I was marrying her. She could make me work through almost anything. The only reason I came Aboveground to get medical help is because that was how I could focus on Sarah again. I didn't feel many things, but she made me feel everything.

I love you. I was just thinking, when Sarah leaned over and kissed my cheek.

I love you too.

Wait did I say that out loud?

No. You said it in my head.

Okay, let's pay attention to your dad.

He was still rambling on about colors and whatnot before Sarah stopped him.

"Dad. I have something in the car. For the wedding. I'll be right back." She stood up and walked out. Mark looked shocked. I was too. My eyes must have been bigger than my dick, and my dick was pretty big. There was a reason Sarah wouldn't let me wear tights when we were at her 'principals' funeral.

Sarah came back from the car with a satisfied smirk on her face, and a tiny poster.

"That's it? Where was that?"

I did some research. I learned how to make things invisible.
She breathed out her poster on the table with a flourish, and as she muttered something, the poster got bigger.

And I learned how to grow and shrink things.  I was impressed. Sarah was smart. Not that I didn't already know that, but I was very impressed.

"So I thought that we should have lilacs, or morning glories as the flowers. Those would have to match the mens flowers, and bow ties or neck ties. It depends on what Jareth wants. I have a few things picked out for dresses-no Jareth, you can't see them-and we still have to make an invitation list."

"Sarah. When did you do this?"

"Pathetically enough, when I thought you were dead. This was my way of-"

"You died, Jareth? When?" I almost yelled at Mark. He was clueless.

I held up my hand. "That's a story for another day, Mark."

"-was my way of coping with it. I figured if I channeled all my work into it, the last thing on my mind would actually be you. I could think about everything it would look like, and I wouldn't think about you. I even used the name 'David' instead of Jareth when I planned your part."

"Thank you. I think."

"Oh. And I have a location. I had some goblins build a barn that we could have the service and reception in." A barn too? She was a workaholic. It was nice. We would fit well toghether.

Mark spoke up. And I couldn't have agreed more with him. "Sarah. How will we explain the Underground to all of your friends?"

"Planned. I didn't have any friends. Not while I was with Grant, anyway. It would just be you, Karen, and Toby. You and I can tell Karen, and we'll just tell Toby it's a giant movie set. He's 11. He'll eat it up."

I kissed Sarah. Maybe a little to hard and long for her dad to be there, but I wasn't giving any fucks. I loved her. "You. Are. So. Very. Intelligent."

She smiled from ear to ear. "Oh. Let's go see the barn. And my dad should meet your mom."
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Sorry for not updating a ton. I'm on Spring Break, and I'm extremely, overly-scheduled. And that picture at the beginning was me at Davids apartment in New York. I cried of course.

Thank you so very much for the 1,000 reads. It hadn't even been two full months yet when I found out, and I would just like to say thank you for sitting through my long absences, weird mistakes, and deranged mind. I LOVE YOU ALL!!!