Disclaimer: I don't own Jareth, his castle, the Labyrinth, Tarin, Sumo 
wrestling, Germany, superglue, or Estonia. No mailmen were harmed in the 
writing of this story.

Working Girl Blues 2/?


I was up stairs fixing my hair when I heard the side door open and close.

"Luuuuuuuucy I'm home!"

"I'm upstairs!" I called down. 

A moment later, Catch came bounding up the stairs. "What are you doing?"

"I got a job." 

"What? Why do you need a job? Why can't you stay home and watch monster 
truck races with me?"

"Because one of us has to make some money to pay for cover charges at the 
clubs, and I have to *pay* for my food. Oh, and you have a shoe lace stuck 
in your teeth."

"Oops." He removed the shoe lace. "Where are you working?"

"The Castle."

"As in 'Castle Beyond the Goblin City?'"

"That's the one."

"You're working for fairy-boy?!"

"Calm down. It's not as bad as it seems."

"Then you're not working for Jareth?"

"Okay...maybe it is as bad as it seems. But it's only for a couple of hours 
a day."

"But what will I do with myself?" 

"Hmmmm...good question. Wait I got it, I'll call my brother."

"You have a brother?"

"Oh sure. Tarin is more nuts than I am. You'll get along great. Do me a 
favor and pick out some clothes for me while I call him." I went to the 
phone to call my brother while Catch went to scour my closet.

"Joe's crematorium. You kill 'em, we grill 'em!"

"Tarin, it's your sister."

"And what, pray tell, did I do to deserve this particular torment?"

"I have to go to work, and I need someone to make sure Catch doesn't eat
the mailman."

"Y'know, this sort of request usually entails watching someone's dog, not 
their husband."

"Oh, shut up."

"Where'd you get a job?"

"At the Castle."

"The castle behind the mountain of glitter?"

"That's the one."

"Ahhh...okay, I'll be right over."

I hung up the phone and went to find Catch. He had pulled out a little blue 
dress I only wore to parties and such. "I am *not* wearing that to work. 
Are you out of your mind? I might as well wear a big sign that says "Harass 
me! I like it."

"You're right." He pouted and put the dress away. "It's one of my favorites,
though."

"I know." I patted his shoulder comfortingly. "How about this?" I pulled 
out a black skirt and a grey sweater with a scoop neck and back. "I can 
wear my grey tights with it."

"How is that better than the dress?!"

"For one thing, it's not blue crushed velvet. Don't worry. I'm sure J knows 
I'm off-limits."

"He'd better."

Just then the door bell rang. "Wait a minute....we don't have a door 
bell..."

"Anyone here?" 

"Upstairs Tarin!" A moment later, a tall boy with blue eyes and blond hair 
came up the stairs. 

"Hey Bamf."

"Tarin, this is Catch."

"Hey Catch."

"Hey Tarin."

"You guys go watch TV or something. Do some male bonding."

"Does that by any chance involve superglue and the mailman?"

"No. Go on. I think ESPN is showing sumo wrestling. Germany vs. Estonia."

"Cool!" The two of them bolted down the stairs and I heard the TV turn on. 
With a sigh I went upstairs to get changed.