Should I Regret This?
By Aviarianna O' Lorien
(Formally: Wishful Mistakes)
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Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing that has to do with the Labyrinth, in movie form or book form save for a legally acquired DVD of the movie and a legally recovered copy of A. C. H. Smiths novel which you'll read a bit of later on. HOWEVER, Katarina I do own and Kyle and Tyler are in fact my real nephews…albeit in this story a few years younger than they are now. You steal them, and you will feel my very real wrath.
WARNING: Kat is a Mary Sue, and if you don't like the story, then stop reading and do me a favor, I KNOW she's a M.S so don't stupidly point out the obvious in a flame huh? Thanks.
AGES and DESCRIPTIONS:
Katarina, also known as Kat, is 18 years old human.
For the sake of the story, Kyle is about 7 years old and Tyler is about 1 and a half.
Kyle has short brown hair, a pale complexion, is about average height for a 7 year old, has brown eyes and is wearing Yu Gi Oh pajamas.
Tyler has very short blonde hair, blue eyes and is the normal height for his age. He is also wearing a solid blue sleeper.
Katarina is about 5"8 when barefoot and not very fond of heels. She is very pale and has dark brown, slightly wavy but usually unruly hair that is down to her shoulder blades and has freckles pretty much everywhere. Her eyes are rather interesting, while they are usually a deep brown, they tend to change color depending on mood and therefore can go anywhere from a bright green to a deep scarlet. She is curvy enough, but not perfect by any means and is a clumsy young woman.
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Katarina was not having a very good day, in fact one could easily say her day had been horrible. Dark clouds could almost be seen forming above her frowning form ready to unleash a downpour. She's been half an hour late for her first class of the day, and if that wasn't bad enough she'd then realized that she had absolutely no money for food between the two classes she had that day. To top it all off, her genetics homework had mysteriously disappeared along with her English essay and she swore the two were in collaboration against her! Even worse, while walking home from the bus stop she'd been caught in a literal downpour of freezing cold rain, soaking her through her sweatshirt, new shirt and favorite jeans through to the bone. Her only small triumph of the day? Her black boots were waterproof so at least her feet were dry.
But now she was finally home and all she had in mind was changing into something warm and dry, eating and working on some poetry or maybe the next chapter to one of her stories. She'd probably fall asleep reading the copy of Labyrinth she had printed out from a file on her computer. She'd seen the movie plenty of times, but the book always was a better version of any movie and yet, this is completely beside the point. After a wonderful snack of popcorn and Oreo cookies she settled down in front of her computer and opened a blank word document in the hopes that her usually overly creative mind would work it's magick and think up something good for this chapter.
Twenty minutes and no such luck, the document was still blank.
"You evil, evil brain of mine." She muttered to herself, glaring at the screen as if doing so would make the chapter appear out of nowhere. "You know what? Fine, that's just fine. I don't need to update it tonight…I'll just go and read more of Labyrinth and calm myself down." She slowly stood from the orange computer chair and went to grab the printout that, of course, wasn't there. "DAMN IT! WHY CAN'T ANYTHING GO RIGHT TODAY? IT'S NOT BLOODY FAIR!" her eyes widened suddenly and she giggled quietly to herself, knowing full well she'd just quoted Sarah from the movie and searched about for her novel. Just as she'd finally found it and settled down to continue reading it, the phone rang in it's ear piercing, heart attack inducing tones.
"Yay…" She muttered to herself, grabbing the phone from it's holder aggressively. "More good news….maybe mum and dad's plane crashed or Amanda's gone and gotten in a car accident." She put the phone to her ear and sighed inwardly. "Hello?" She said rather flatly.
"Hey Kat!" It was her overly cheerful half sister which meant one thing…
"Hey sis, what's up?" She replied with a bit more feeling, knowing and dreading the reason for this call.
"Oh nothing really. It's just that tonight is our anniversary, John and mine and our babysitter just canceled on us because of the storm…" the woman on the phone trailed off as Kat cursed inwardly. "And I was just wondering if maybe you could baby sit for us? Please?"
Inwardly, Kat groaned but outwardly she agreed to watch her nephews because her sister deserved a night away from the little hellions. "Sure, I'd be happy to watch the little…angels."
"Oh that's great! I'll swing by to pick you up in about fifteen minutes, bye!"
"Bye.." Kat hung up and grabbed her messenger bag to load it up with the necessary supplies, checking them off in her mind as she went along.
Pens; check! Pencils both colored and normal; check! Blank 200 page notebook, crayons and coloring books for the little hellions, water bottle, full pack of gum, Labyrinth novel printout and movie; all check. Candy for her salvation, chap-stick and eyeliner, Compaq mirror, again all check! Now all she had to do was change out of her warm, dry, comfy sweat pants and T-Shirt which she did, into a pair of flared blue jeans, a violet tank top under a black button up shirt and her sweat shirt, and of course, her waterproof boots.
"Oh!" She grabbed her pentagram pendant off her nightstand and clasped it around her neck, for luck among other things just as her sister honked from the driveway. Grabbing her aptly named survival pack she ran to the car and went on to meet her doom in the form of two little kids named Kyle and Tyler.
A few moments later, Kat was quickly pulled into her sister's house where she was soon to face more doom than even she could have guessed. And yet, one would have thought she'd figure in possible factors with all the bad luck she'd been having today. Still, she was doing this for her sister and she was getting paid for it so it would be worth it in the end right?
"Okay Kat, we should be back by 1 at the absolute latest, Tyler was just put down for the night and Kyle's got about an hour and a half before his bed time. Help yourself to anything you want or need and all that, numbers are on the fridge! Bye!" And with that, her sister and brother in law were gone, Kat had barely been able to say bye right back.
Now Katarina was many things, she was intelligent and liked to sing and write. She was of the Wicca religion and only recently knew of her…shall we say otherworldly? Heritage. She was strong and protective and new how to be calm and collected even when seething on the inside, but these little boys were always giving her a run for her money. Something told her she was going to do something stupid tonight, a feeling she got the moment the phone rang.
The poor girl really should have been expecting this.
About an hour and a half later…
"Okay you little demon of the under-world, time for bed. Now go!" Kat ordered the brown haired little boy with much satisfaction due to the look of disdain on his face. He opened his mouth, more than ready to argue with her and yell and scream but he never got past taking a breath. "NOW!" She yelled, relishing his yelp as he rushed into his and Tyler's room to get ready for bed.
"Aunty Kat! I'm done, tell me a story!" The little boy exclaimed as Kat walked in to tuck him into bed. A flash of lightning lit the room suddenly and a boom of thunder followed, effectively waking Tyler. The babies cries filled the air of the room and Kat winced at the volume, thinking to herself how she should have known something like this was going to happen. Kyle continued to demand a story while she attempted to calm down the younger boy. Finally, she got Tyler to be quiet and with a roll of her eyes sat down on the edge of Kyle's
"A story huh? Well you won't leave me alone unless I do so how about…"She thought for a moment and then set a subtle but malicious grin on her face. " The story of Sarah and the King of the Goblins, Jareth. You know what? You have no choice in the matter anyway so lay back, relax and try to fall asleep while I'm talking." She grinned even more, rocking Tyler so he'd do nothing more than sniffle and yawn.
"Now my dear nephew, it goes like this:
Nobody saw the owl, white in the moonlight, black against the stars,
nobody heard him as he glided over on silent wings of velvet. The owl
saw and heard everything.
He settled in a tree, his claws hooked on a branch, and he stared at
the girl in the glade below. The wind moaned, rocking the branch,
scudding low clouds across the evening sky. It lifted the hair of the
girl. The owl was watching her, with his round, dark eyes.
The girl moved slowly from the trees toward the middle of the glade,
where a pool glimmered. She was concentrating. Each deliberate step
took her nearer to her purpose. Her hands were open, and held
slightly in front of her. The wind sighed again in the trees. It blew
her cloak tightly against her slender figure, and rustled her hair
around her wide-eyed face. Her lips were parted.
"Give me the child," Sarah said, in a voice that was low, but firm
with the courage her quest needed. She halted, her hands still held
out. "Give me the child," she repeated. "Through dangers untold and
hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond
the Goblin City, to take back the child you have stolen." She bit her
lip and continued, "For my will is as strong as yours ... and my
kingdom as great ..."
She closed her eyes tightly. Thunder rumbled. The owl blinked, once.
"My will is as strong as yours." Sarah spoke with even more intensity
now. "And my kingdom as great ..." She frowned, and her shoulders
"Oh, damn," she muttered.
Reaching under her cloak, she brought out a book. Its title was The
Labyrinth. Holding the book up before her, she read aloud from it. In
the fading light, it was not easy to make out the words. "You have no
power over me ..."
She got no further. Another clap of thunder, nearer this time, made
her jump. It also alarmed a big, shaggy sheepdog, who had not minded
sitting by the pool and being admonished by Sarah, but who now
decided that it was time to go home, and said so with several sharp
Sarah held her cloak around her. It did not give her much warmth,
being no more than an old curtain, cut down, and fastened at the neck
by a glass brooch. She ignored Merlin, the sheepdog, while
concentrating on learning the speech in the book. "You have no power
over me," she whispered. She closed her eyes again and repeated the
phrase several times." She stopped when Kyle began complaining about the story very loudly, causing Kat and Tyler both to become frustrated.
"This is a stupid story! There are no knights or princesses or monsters or anything! You suck at stories!" came from Kyle's mouth joined soon by Tyler's screams until Kat just could not take it anymore. Outside the room of the house the storm raged, almost as if it were being made furious right along with the babysitting girl within.
"THAT IS IT!" Kat screamed as she placed Tyler back into his crib none to gently. "You two know what? I WISH THE GOBLINS WOULD COME AND TAKE YOU AWAY RIGHT NOW!" She turned and exited the room then clasped a hand over her mouth in shock. "Ah shit…"