Disclaimer: I own absolutely no rights to anything. Not even the idea apparently, since this little plot bunny here named Twink insists that she owns me instead. -sigh-

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Chapter 1

In which a movie is critiqued

Sarah walked out of the theater disgusted. Getting into her limo she tore her heels off exasperatedly and grabbed for the complimentary champagne wishing it was something a bit stronger. She downed two glasses before a determined look entered her eyes. She whipped out her cell phone and hit a speed dial. After two rings an excited young male voice came over the line.

"I GOT IT! I GOT IT! Hey Sarah!" he said breathlessly into the phone, Sarah smiled a bit.

"Hey Tobes."

"SO! How was it? Did they do a good job?" Sarah sighed heavily through the phone.

"It was horrible Tobes! They completely missed the point of my story! Practically turned it into a romance with dancing puppets and upbeat music! They show my goblin army as a bunch of two foot tall bumbling puffballs! No danger at all! And David Bowie as the goblin king? Puh-lease! I swear if I hadn't stepped in and pointed out the character description they would have had Molly Ringwald play the heroine!"

"Aw man, Sarah. I'm sorry. But… Its just a story right? I know this story seems to mean a lot to you, but its not like anything bad will happen because they got it off… right?" Toby said, his puzzlement at her anger showing.

"Right… right.." Sarah said, catching herself. "Sorry Tobes, I didn't mean to go off on you like that. I just worked really hard on trying to get the right feel to that story, and to see it botched like this upsets me."

"Hey, Its okay sis. We'll go see it together when it comes out for those of us who couldn't come to the premiere and make fun of it. Kay?" He said with not a little bit of resentment.

"Yeah… I am sorry about that kiddo. But Karen says you haven't been keeping up with your schoolwork. Blame my evil stepmother not me." She said. Toby giggled.

"I heard that!" Karen yelled from the background, causing Sarah to laugh as well.

"So are you going to stop by and visit on your way home?" Toby asked, still laughing.

"Yeah, Dad invited me for a week. Don't know if I can put up with you for that long without wishing you away though." She said, grimacing at her own bad joke.

"Hey!" Toby said laughing. "I think its my turn to wish YOU away don't you think?" He countered. Sarah startled for a moment. She hadn't ever told Toby that her story was real, and about him. How on earth did he find out? "Sarah? SARAH!" Toby yelled through the phone, getting her attention again.

"Hm? Sorry Tobes, bad reception."

"Sure, space case. Anyway, so I'll see you tomorrow right? Karen says my 10 minutes is almost up."

"Yeah, see you there!" She said setting down the phone and sinking into the comfortable leather seats behind her. She sighed. It had been 13 years since her journey through the labyrinth. Shortly after arriving back home she had done her best to record everything about her journey through the labyrinth, which was so different than what was written in that little red book of hers. Karen had stumbled upon it one day while cleaning and, without Sarah's knowledge, had taken it and showed it to the head of a publishing company. He had loved it, and the book had become an instant pop-culture phenomenon. The Jim Henson company had approached her about a year ago, begging for movie rights and had subsequently turned one of the most terrifying experiences of Sarah's life into a musical romance, with puppets. Puppets! She snorted to herself. And a handsome fae king who fell in love with the girl. Just like in the old story. Did I not show specifically that my adventure was nothing like what I had read? Why on earth would they play it up as a fairytale?! She shook her head, leaning to gaze out the tinted window at the city rushing by. Why can't people understand? She felt her eyelids growing heavy. Knowing that the driver would wake her when they got to the airport, she allowed herself to rest.

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Twink: "MUAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Bubbles:"Ohhkay… scary bunny. Anyway this is my first real attempt at a Labyrinth fan fiction. And though I express otherwise in the story I really do love Bowie as the Goblin King, and don't really hate Molly Ringwald. She's just in EVERYTHING!.

Twink: "Well isn't that touching. Now go write my other chapters. SLAVE!"

Bubbles: "Uhmmm… meep. Okay."Twink: "Good slave. Now all of you minions out there reading this. You see that little button down there? Says review? Well you know the drill 'fear it, love it, do as it says and it will be your slave' and all that jazz."

Bubbles: "I look forward to reading them… if Twink ever lets me do anything but write…"