This idea came to me while I was (should've been studying) thinking about Jareth trying to use a computer. This kinda is like a little parody of Jennifer but in a funny sense.

This was originally going to be a one-shot. But I decided to slit it up and make it a two-shot and maybe add another chapter, it depends on my muse.

Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth.

Location: The Goblin City, Jareth's study
Date and Time: January 8, 2004 – 12.00pm

He had recently bought the new HP Compaq Business Notebook.

That's right.

Jareth, the Goblin King had just bought his very first laptop.

The idea of having something non-magical in his castle was ludicrous and an absolute nonsense thought but after he had seen an ad from a magazine he read from a teenager who wished away his brother, he had second thoughts.

He was very new to this new kind of technology. The last thing he needed was something that was complicate in its way. You see, the Underground didn't have electricity. But what the Goblin King wanted, he got. Well, not everything.

Jareth finally placed his new toy on his desk grabbed the instructions, and read - or rather skimmed through them. He then tossed them aside and pressed on the latch that opened the computer.

"Where is the 'on' button?" he asked himself searching the laptop. After finding it, he pressed it and was greeted with a picture on his screen with the letters H and P across it.

As the instruction book instructed, Jareth followed the steps and made his own account, naming it 'Jareth G.K' using his title because he has no last name.

He then did the basic stuff, like changing your desktop background and screensaver, how to use the mouse pad, and how to connect up to a network, which he found very frustrating and almost threw the piece of technology out of the window.

Now having being caught up with the basics, Jareth could now explore.

He clicked the 'start' button and opened Internet Explorer. The Yahoo! Search website appeared on the screen.

"Hmm…" he said while tapping his gloved finger upon his lips. "What to search?"

For some unknown reason, Jareth had the nerve to type one girls name in. Using one finger, he tapped each letter lightly.

Sarah Williams.

He did not why he wanted to search the champion of his Labyrinth. He finally pressed 'Search', and awaited the results.

The results of his search could not have come faster. He scrolled down the page and found many links that mentioned her name; however, one link caught his eye. The description read:

Thirty-three year old model, Sarah Williams, has recently stated that she would be retiring from modelling to focus on her second novel, and eventually more in the near future. For to read more click here.

And so, Jareth clicked the link. The link showed an article that he would read later. He scrolled down the page and a variety of pictures of Sarah were shown. She certainly grew up over the passed eighteen years, and was still absolutely beautiful. Her face lost its baby fat, making her face look longer. Her normally plumb, pink lips were now a lot thinner.

He scrolled down the page of pictures; each was more beautiful than the other.

Once Jareth reached the bottom of the page, he noticed that there was one pictured that was different from all the others.

Sarah was leaning up against a mirror, wearing almost nothing at all. The backs of her hands were pressed up against her big breasts and the palms were on the mirror. The reflection of Sarah was looking at him. His eyes travelled down the pictured, and noticed she was wearing the most ridiculous piece clothing he'd ever seen. It basically was black type of lace material around her waist, a triangular shape pointing down her buttocks then eventually getting thinner.

"What in the world?"

Jareth could not stop staring at the picture. Her breasts were full, and her curves practically spoke to him to run his hands down her body.

He groaned as he felt a part of himself stiffen. "First, a cold shower is in order. Then, I think it would great to see how my champion has been going," he said as he closed his laptop and stood up.

He looked down at the stiffened body part. He solely blamed Sarah for that.

Like it, hate it? Did anyone guess why I chose Jan 8 for the date? Let me know in your review. The picture of Sarah in this story is actually a REAL picture of Jennifer Connelly. Just Google image her name, you can't miss it.