**AN: Warning. This contains a scary amount of CrackFic and was written for my English class who had never even heard of Labyrinth.
Mercutio stared down the streets of Verona at the vile Capulet who had dared to anger him. Tybalt, King of Cats, had belittled his best friend, Romeo Montague.
Draw you devilish fiend! He thought as Tybalt refused. Tybalt pondered his actions. Throwing caution to the wind, he moved to draw his sword. Mercutio heard the exhilarating whispered hiss of tempered steel being drawn from the depths of Tybalt sheath and shivered in delight.
"I am for you." Tybalt uttered in a low, deadly tone. He brought his rapier up for a fatal blow when Romeo slinked in and parried his attack. Romeo followed with a balestra, a move in which he leapt forward and attacked with a lunge. His sword pierced the thin fabric around Tybalt's chest and it began to turn a dark, chuck berry red. "I wish the goblins would come and take thee away, right now." Tybalt murmured with his dying breath. Scarcely a second later there was an explosion of glamour and through the cloud of miniature stars stepped a man.
He was, as any cliché writer would describe, tall, dark, and handsome. His dark chestnut hair was dyed blonde and hung wispily about him. His brooding eyes were unnerving: one blue, one brown. His black leather jacket clung tightly to his lithe frame around his white poet's shirt. His silver tights looked simply sprayed on.
Several goblins had also emerged from the shimmering cloud. They, as most goblins love to do, started to terrorize the Verona chickens with whatever they could get their hands on. ANYTHING. This time it was a flaming chainsaw that was OBVIOUSLY from the future.
My normal lines won't work here Jareth thought as he took in the situation. Normally Tybalt, being the wisher, would have thirteen hours to solve a vast labyrinth or Romeo would become a goblin forever. Guess I'll have to improvise. I hate it. IT'S NOT FAIR! But Jareth was saved from his personal hell.
"You're him, aren't you?" Began a raven-hair peasant.
"You're the Goblin King." Responded her brown-haired companion. Jareth stiffened as these words brought back a memory. Another brown-haired girl had recited those same words a long time ago. She had run his Labyrinth in an excruciating ten hours, becoming the first person to solve it. I still yearn for her. Her smell, her touch, her deep emerald eyes, Jareth grudgingly admitted to himself. He realized he was looking quite surly and hastened to put a smile on his alluring face.
"I TOLD you he was hot, Lea!" whispered the raven-haired peasant to her friend. But the excitement didn't touch her eyes. She had noticed the look on the Goblin King's face an instant before he hid it.
"Alright, alright, Ravyn. Shut your trap." Lea vehemently added, not noticing her friend's distress.
"Come, come now." Jareth beckoned to the goblins, which were trying to mutilate a caught chicken. Jareth, a morose Romeo, the goblins, and their caught chicken, all entered the swirling vortex and vanished without giving a thought to the VERY confused Mercutio. What would my lord want with Romeo? He deliberated as he began the long trek to his usual place of thought.
**AN: Even though this isn't the first thing I posted, it was my first attempt at a real FanFiction. It was written mainly by me but Danni Lea did some MAJOR beta-ing. Without her, I wouldn't have stayed anywhere NEAR a plot. Also, kudos to London Bai and Diane Hart who got my butt it gear to post this. AND, I have to thank Leannan Sith the only person to review my other story to date.