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46: Lionize - Labyrinth - Sarah, Jareth - (Standing Up) To The Lion
Title: (Standing Up) To The Lion
Fandom: Labyrinth
Author: Apache Firecat
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 400
Characters/Pairings: Sarah, Jareth, Hoggle
Warnings: None
Summary: A little peek into the thoughts that go through Sarah's head before she delivers the infamous line that brings the Cleaners.
She has grown so tired of watching this man, this King, terrorize all those around them. She has never seen such fear as his creatures display around him. It is not reverence or loyalty in any way. It is pure terror with which they react to him and bow to him, which made Hogwart, the one friend she'd thought she'd had down here, so afraid for his life that he chose to deceive her. She does not fear him. He angers her instead, but then why is it, every time he comes close, she feels something vastly different stirring within her, within her heart and in her loins?
Why does she fantasize about this man? Why does she yearn to kiss him? He is nothing but a coward himself, hiding behind his power. He feels safe in his knowledge that no one will stand up to him, that they all fear him too much to even try to beat him. They have all lionized him and quaked before him for God only knows how long, and it has gone straight to his ego.
It doesn't matter how tight his pants are or what beckons beyond that snakeskin. It doesn't matter that he is King and has tried to offer her his entire kingdom. She knows better. She can no more trust his word than she can Hogwart's. She feels those strange emotions stirring again, buzzing like a hundred butterflies' wings low inside her belly, now that he's closed the distance between them and stands right before her.
She could so easily reach up and touch him, stroke that long, blonde hair, or even lean up and press her lips to his. But in so doing, she would be forgetting about Toby. She'd be condemning him to a life like Hogwart's, forever serving this man as his master. She can't do that to her baby brother! And besides, if she does, what's to say Jareth won't treat her the very same way she's seen him treat everyone else, belittling her, casting fear and doubt within her, even kicking her when she doesn't do exactly as he demands?
Someone has to stand up to him. Someone has to be brave. Someone has to put the thorn into the lion's paw. Holding her head up high, she answers with what she knows will anger and challenge him, "It's a piece of cake."
The End
Fandom: Labyrinth
Author: Apache Firecat
Rating: G/K
Word Count: 400
Characters/Pairings: Sarah, Jareth, Hoggle
Warnings: None
Summary: A little peek into the thoughts that go through Sarah's head before she delivers the infamous line that brings the Cleaners.
She has grown so tired of watching this man, this King, terrorize all those around them. She has never seen such fear as his creatures display around him. It is not reverence or loyalty in any way. It is pure terror with which they react to him and bow to him, which made Hogwart, the one friend she'd thought she'd had down here, so afraid for his life that he chose to deceive her. She does not fear him. He angers her instead, but then why is it, every time he comes close, she feels something vastly different stirring within her, within her heart and in her loins?
Why does she fantasize about this man? Why does she yearn to kiss him? He is nothing but a coward himself, hiding behind his power. He feels safe in his knowledge that no one will stand up to him, that they all fear him too much to even try to beat him. They have all lionized him and quaked before him for God only knows how long, and it has gone straight to his ego.
It doesn't matter how tight his pants are or what beckons beyond that snakeskin. It doesn't matter that he is King and has tried to offer her his entire kingdom. She knows better. She can no more trust his word than she can Hogwart's. She feels those strange emotions stirring again, buzzing like a hundred butterflies' wings low inside her belly, now that he's closed the distance between them and stands right before her.
She could so easily reach up and touch him, stroke that long, blonde hair, or even lean up and press her lips to his. But in so doing, she would be forgetting about Toby. She'd be condemning him to a life like Hogwart's, forever serving this man as his master. She can't do that to her baby brother! And besides, if she does, what's to say Jareth won't treat her the very same way she's seen him treat everyone else, belittling her, casting fear and doubt within her, even kicking her when she doesn't do exactly as he demands?
Someone has to stand up to him. Someone has to be brave. Someone has to put the thorn into the lion's paw. Holding her head up high, she answers with what she knows will anger and challenge him, "It's a piece of cake."
The End