labyfic | Drabble #187: Impressed

...we had a nice response to my last posted drabble prompt of Drabble 183, with entries by

apachefirecat, and commenting by both of them as well. Huzzah!

As always, special labyfic love to

redwolf for adding entries and comments for several previous drabble prompts. You are the very best ever!

For this prompt, we continue with our one-word/phrase drabble roots:

Impressed

Who's impressed? Who's doing the impressing? How is this impressing occurring anyway -- visually, physically, something else? Tell us all about it. Labyfic-style, of course.

Given our entries from recent months, let's continue with the suggested limit for this month of 500 words. Though remember that shorter pieces are most definitely welcome!

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I'll aim to get my next drabble challenge out on the first Thursday of next month (Jan 2).

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Sarah gasped as her husband suddenly appeared behind her. She did not see him, but she nonetheless felt his presence. He could no longer even emerge into a room underneath a cloak of invisibility without her being aware of him. Their bond was simply so strong that she could no longer keep from sensing him whenever he drew near. She gasped and threw her arms out, but there was little she could do to hide the project for which she had deliberately not attempted to receive his permission.

"Again?" A weary sigh pierced the air behind her, and she felt a flicker of his power. Although she knew he would never use it against her, she knew just as equally that he did have a tendency to take his frustrations out on the poor Goblins, and a simple thought from him could forever banish that which she had labored over for hours. "What have you done to my throne room this time?!"

With her arms still stretched out, as though she could somehow bar him from being able to destroy her creation, Sarah whirled around to face him. His eyes twinkled and he bit back a grin at the way her chin jutted out slightly and determination filled her gaze. Her pose was reminiscent of her first journey in his labyrinth, and he was well tempted to thrust the bloody thing behind her into the labyrinth and let her work it out just as she had saved her brother that time. Unfortunately, he was also quite certain -- as sure as she was that he'd want to destroy the thing -- that she would have the tree back in his throne room before the traditional thirteen hours were over.

"Sarah, Sarah, dear wife," he slowly shook his head as he all but tutted at her, "have you learned nothing from our holidays together? I know you like your Christmas traditions from above, but -- "

"They won't get it!" she declared. "Not this time! They won't make a mess! I promise!"

"Here comes one now!" Wyrm called.

"Hoggle!"

"I'm on it," grumped the Dwarf.

A Goblin barreled into the room, rolling head over feet and aiming straight for the tree. A spray of water hit the Goblin, and he straightened immediately with a yelp and rushed from the room.

"That's very well," Jareth said, eyeing both the Dwarf holding a plastic, water-shooting pistol and the rather impressive tree. He had to admit that she had rather outdone herself this time, with the beads and fabrics she had collected throughout the Labyrinth and used to decorate the stately tree. He almost liked the thing, but it had been such a catastrophe every time she had attempted it before -- "However, I must point out that Hoggle does have other duties."

"I've thought of that," Sarah said quickly, "and have trained others to take his place when needed."

Jareth paused before finally admitting, "Very well."

"You mean it can stay?!" Sarah gleefully clapped. Her joy confirmed it.

The End

Treating the tree destroying goblins like misbehaving cats is amusing. As is Sarah refusing to submit to the inevitable destruction of the tree 🦊🧡

I used to write cat!Goblin moments like these quite regularly Before... It was fun being able to do so again, and I'm glad you enjoyed!

This is true goblin-parenting -- tolerance galore!

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