Seeing her looking like a scared little bunny, Jareth's smirk deepened. His sharp eyes caught sight of a chair in the corner, a wicked idea flashing through his mind.
He glanced at Celestia' disheveled clothes and felt a wave of heat rush through him. Without warning, he pulled her toward the chair.
Celestia realized what was happening and quickly pulled away from him. "What are you doing?" she said, alarmed. Her cheeks flushed bright red, heart pounding.
He... again... seriously?
Just then, voices came from outside the door.
"No one's in there," a woman said.
"Really?" came Dexter's voice, with a pause before his polite, "Thanks for your help."
"You're welcome." The woman's footsteps faded, but Dexter didn't leave.
He muttered just beyond the door, "So weird. Whe
