As quick as he could, Jareth dragged the blunette away from the secret room, back through the tunnel and out of the library. Everyone was hard at work, though Jutla didn't see Yajee or Neve anywhere. She wondered what had happened to them?

"Everyone! Stop what you are doing right now and listen! We've figured it out! We've finally figured it out!" Jareth yelled out as everyone abruptly stopped with their tasks.

Ur spoke up. "You figured out who was making those weird ghost sounds?"

"Ghost sounds?" Jutla questioned?

"Yeah! Like...groaning ghost sounds..." the young girl trailed off.

"It was biggeress sissy and that stupid boobie stealer! They were squeezing each other and--" suddenly, Neve appeared out of nowhere, her hair sticking out in all directions, and covered her little brother's mouth.

Yajee was next to her, clearing his throat to aid in easing the awkward tension. "Anyways...you were sayin', Jareth?"

"Um...yeah, anyways. Jutla and I found the exact book that we needed. This book is a book on a magic that perfectly describes our enemy!" he proclaimed.

The others glanced around, mumbling their different opinions about the duo's statement.

Bellinor decided to speak up. "Well, why did it take so fucking long to find that damned book?!"

The blue headed bookworm glared at him. "We couldn't help it. It was located in a secret room hidden from us all. This room contained various books on magic abilities that are unheard of! I mean...fabulously rainbow magic?! What the hell could that even do?!"

The white headed teen huffed, turning his back away from everyone else.

"What did it say?" Neve asked in her usual monotone voice, causing everyone except for Yajee to shiver in fear.

"W-well, it claimed that there is only one way to defeat this magic ability, and that is to stab the user through the heart using any form of metal," the redhead explained.

Eldon crossed his muscular arms. "So Yajee can use his iron dragon slayer ability and wipe the evil bastard out. Problem solved! He's manly enough for it!"

Again, someone yelled out, "Shut the fuck up, Eldon!" and threw a large barrel of beer towards him, knocking him off of his chair.

"Actually, I was thinking that Jutla could do it. While she isn't as strong, she's more intelligent and better at strategy. That makes her a better choice, in my opinion," Jareth explained.

The entire guild hall bursted out into fits of laughter at that idea.

"You've got to be kidding me. Fatty probably can't even walk half a mile without passing out! You think that she could honestly pull something like that off?!" Bellinor laughed out, holding his cramping stomach.

Eldon joined him in the laughter. "Yeah, she isn't manly enough!"

Another barrel crashed into his face.

Neve sighed. "Look, the problem isn't the fact that she's overweight--that's just rude--it's the fact that she's very short and weak both physically and mentally. Jutla is too sensitive to deal with a battle like this."

"Neve's right. My sister would have a breakdown if she had to face this dude by herself," Yajee added in.

Tears formed in the bookworm's hazel eyes, and she glanced up at her redhead partner. "I told you..."

His heart broke seeing her devastated like this. Something within him snapped as his eyes blazed in fury. "Listen up, you chicken fuckers! Jutla is the bravest, most courageous mage in this guild whether you like it or not! She puts up with your rude shit on a daily basis, and you never see her cry! So do us all a favor, and pull those crusty dildos out of your asses and prepare for war!"

The entire group gulped, their eyes widened in fear. In a matter of seconds, they all split up to prepare for the journey.

Jareth turned around, glancing down at Jutla as he patted the top of her head. "See, I told you that everything would be fine."

Tears fell from the blunette's eyes. "I don't need you standing up for me!"

With that said, she ran away crying.

The redhead frowned, sucking in a shaky breath. "It seems that I never do anything right."

"It's not yer fault. She's always been picked on for being short and fat," Yajee mentioned.

"She's not even fat! Chubby, yes, but it's adorable if aything else..." Jareth admitted, not realizing that he had said it aloud.

"Perhaps we shouldn't have downgraded her like that. She's never really had an opportunity to prove herself," Neve added in.

A glare formed on the redhead's face. "All of you...all of you! You should be ashamed of yourselves. I want her to have this moment. I want to show her that she can succeed despite what others tell her."

"Well, sure she can succeed at something, but maybe that something isn't defeating a dangerous and incredibly powerful mage," Neve explained.

Levyna flipped her blonde hair out of her eyes. "Neve has a point. That girl has never been in a real fight."

"Well, neither has Yajee!" Jareth argued back.

"Yeah, well he's--"

"He's what? A guy? Taller? Skinnier? Just seemingly better based on his outer appearance? All of you are assholes. Nasty, shit-covered assholes..." The redhead snarled out, leaving the main room to go and find his lover.

A/N Its been a while, I know. College sucks. The amount of homework I get is ridiculous, so these updates will be squeezed in.

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@Anime-Girl-Publishs
@wanderingmind4
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