Class 7 and a half: field trip pt 2

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Jareth walks back around the same corner to see the significantly smaller group of students.

"Obviously not all of you know what 'don't move' means. But for those of you who had the good sense to wait for me, we'll be moving on now. The rest...will rejoin us when they've learned that I was serious about obeying me."

He starts to lead the group forward when he spots Hoggle, followed by notsouledyet and psycho_barbie.

"Yer majesty, uh, Jareth."

"Yes, Hogwart?"

"Uh, Jareth. I did what you told me and found them in Oubliette number thirty-four, making out!" He shakes his head in disgust.

"At least they didn't try to kiss you, Huggle." He turns to them and smirks. "So good of you to come back from your...detour. I trust it was educational."

He turns to the rest of the class, just as 12parseckessel and miss_monochrome come hastily back to join the rest of the students.

"We're still missing harried_potter and kikidelivers, but I trust they'll be along soon.

"Now, we're going into the Fiery forest in order to avoid the bog and because I have to give someone a drugged piece of fruit. Try to recall what I told you about Fieries and heads and don't get caught up in one of their inferior dances."

There is a very old, peeling door. Jareth wrenches it open with one gloved hand and leads the way through into a dark forest, the ground covered with a perpetual blanket of fall leaves, and eerie almost-music everywhere. If you're paying attention, you will see the occasional Fiery head pop up behind a tree or a shrub, but they like to avoid Jareth if they can. When they get in his way, he tends to kick them and send them to the bog. This doesn't prevent them from snickering at the students and whispering things about "too much hair" and "attached heads". Hoggle glares at them.

The leaves gradually get less fiery and everything turns darker. Eventually, Jareth holds up a hand to halt the class.

"Here, Hogwash." Jareth hands him a crystal which becomes a plum in transit. "Do your job. And while we're waiting, who can give me an example of manipulation that we've seen here today?"

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"Manipulation? I'll give you manipulation," Angelus pointed accusingly at Callisto. "Her, with the whole 'oh I'm so stupid and blonde that I accidentally fell down the really obvious hole' routine. And of course I fell for it like a moron. And then there were lips!"

Belatedly realizing that his voice was getting louder, Angelus cleared his throat. "Which, uh, was a spell. Obviously. And absolutely nothing I liked. At all. Damn it."

[soldtoarmenians]

Yuh-huh. That's what they all say. And then the next thing you know, you're they're getting poked in the ass by subtext broom handles while they make out in the janitor's closet...


Xander does not hum the K-I-S-S-I-N-G song. Because humming is the one where you're not singing the words.

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"She tricked me," Angelus told Xander. "Also? Shut up."

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"Oh, please." Jareth inspects Angelus. "That's been old since Adam used it."

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"Women are more evil than men," Angelus made a sharp motion with his hand as though that settled the matter. "Always have been, always will be. She had an unfair advantage."

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"I am most certainly more evil than any woman I've ever met." Jareth glances over his shoulder at the soon-to-be-drugged girl.

"Unfair is the cry of the naive."

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Angelus smirked at that. "You clearly haven't been meeting the right women."