YOU GO TIA! Woo! Knock out those Supermaxes!
That's fantastic work! Despite it being a side project. I'm rooting for you!
Thanks, Livie! I just wanted to see if it was possible. Now, back to our regularly scheduled madness!
Chapter Fifty-Seven - Jareth Strikes Back"Excuse me, you Glitterness," Tia said, interrupting his sculpture session. "Could I have a word outside?"
"Not until I get this done!" he snapped. "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to schedule everyone?"
"Fine, meet me outside."
*****
"Now, what is that?" Tia asked.
"I would have thought it was obvious. It's a shed." Jareth said, flicking his sleeve.
"Just a simple shed?"
Jareth shrugged. "Thran was becoming distressed at the nectar situation. So I thought we would build him a little wine cellar. And, due to your horrendous attempts at architecture, there is no feasible place for a stairway in the house." He waved a hand at the tiny building. "Thus, a shed."
"Riiiiiggghhhttt." Tia drawled. "You pulled them away from adopting those infuriating wild horses to build a nectar cellar?"
"We may have added a few small improvements on the original design. Loki was very helpful with that." Jareth continued, completely unperturbed.
"Jareth, you built a gol-dang man-cave right in the middle of my dynasty!" Tia exploded.
"Pish." Jareth dismissed the complaint with a wave of a gloved hand. "A king needs a place to unwind after a hard day doing whatever it is you have them doing so secretly."
"And you are all drinking the good stuff! We may need that later on!"
"It can be replaced," he smiled. "You do go on about the silliest things, minion."
"Erik doing creepy science stuff in the corner is not silly. Hey, Erik." Tia said.
"Hello, Tia, Jareth." Erik replied, not looking up.
"It relaxes him." Jareth said smoothly.
"Does this have anything to do with Nuada's simbot army?" Tia asked, her eyes narrowing.
"Possibly?" Erik muttered.
*****
"Would you like to be my noble steed and ride at the head of my simbot army?" Nuada whispered.
"Can I design the uniforms?" Rarity asked.
"Little help over here, Nuada?" Loki yelled.
"He's never around when you need him," Thran complained.
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"Look who followed me home!" Loki exclaimed. "Can I keep him?"
"Oh, lord, not another one! That makes three you guys have found. Can we stop now?" Tia asked.
"He's level 10 in jumping and running," Loki pointed out.
"And yet he hates jumping," Tia mused. "Tell me, Meteor, how is that possible? And what do you know about actual meteors?"
"I'm just here for the carrots, lady," Meteor grumbled.
*****
And so the dynasty rumbled on. Once the supermax was finished, the ops done and art packed away, everyone's thoughts turned to getting ready for the next generation.
Yes, everyone.
Jareth had been on the lookout for a suitable spouse for a while.
"Your dreams, anything you want."
But Tia got in before him.
"Hey, everyone, meet Margie! She's perfect. She's a week from elder, she's easy to get along with and she's got Commitment Issues!"
"No!" Jareth protested.
"Oh, yes, Jareth. For my kingdom is as vast as yours and my power as great..." Tia smirked.
Everyone adored Margie, when they weren't all fighting with her about her wicked ways. She was secretly married to one brother, had affairs with the other two and Gytha on the side. Yes, gentle readers, they were exciting times.
But at last the deed was done, and Gen Five made her arrival.
And in this, Jareth had triumphed. Luna had returned.
