Disclamer: I do not own the Labyrinth or any of its characters. Their personalitys, however, I can bend to my will. cue maniacle laughter
"Strawberry? Really?" pondered Sarah. "I mean, you shoved a strawberry in the VCR?"
One might think this is an odd statement, but in the Williams household, it was actually quite normal. That is, when the Williams household mainly consisted of Sarah and her four year old minion of sorts, Toby. They had been nigh inseparable since Toby was about one, partly because of a newfound protective spirit that possessed his elder sister and partly because of the fact that Sarah's and Toby's' parents left them alone most of the time, away on business.
"Toby, darling, what possessed you to try to feed our VCR?" stated the bemused brunet.
"Well, it wasn't actually my fault. He said that he was hungry!" exclaimed Toby, and then he proceeded to plead his case further with a, "besides, I thought it would come out!"
"S'ok, Toby. Just don't feed any of the other appliances and we will be fine."
"Your not gonna tell momma, are you? She'll try to kill me! Member' when I broke the blender?!"
"You know good and well I'm not gonna tell your momma. I'll take the fall on this one, young Toby." Sighed the dramatic teen. "Now, go up to your room and play, I'll come get ya when I'm ready to cook. Pick some music while you're up there. I'm in the mood to dance."
Toby giggled and shot up the stairs, only tripping on two. Sarah smiled and shook her head. She then turned her attention to the ruined tape player, praying that her father and step mother would be gone enough not to notice its absence.
Now, Toby was not the smartest child, but he was not dumb, either. So when he entered his room, he noticed something was wrong. After all, only a fool could not notice that there were about 7 goblins sitting on his bed, and a very tall man with very familiar hair sitting in his big sisters story time chair. So, he did what any person in their right mind would do. He squealed. Now, he would never admit to this, because the noise did not come out as planned, for it was supposed to be a manly scream. But for now, the squeal would have to suffice. In result, the goblins started to giggle, and let lose a wide variety of noises that abruptly caused the four year old to laugh.
"Young Toby, it has been too long." stated the wild haired man.
Toby stopped laughing, and took a closer look at the tall man. He had on theatrical clothing, a feathery black cape, short but wild blond hair, and strangely colored blue eyes.
"You're the Goblin King, aren't you?" queried the awed child. "I think I finally remember you!"
"My, my. Aren't you inquisitive? Where might you have heard of me, I wonder?"
'Surely she would not have told the boy of the Labyrinth? Why would she do that? To warn him, perhaps.' thought the king.
"Sarah told me. You remember her, don't ya? She members' you. She told me bout' how she wished me away one time, and how she wanted to kick you so bad for takin' me. She said you probly don't know how many timed she wanted to slap you. She said it was about forty two, she kept count."
The Goblin Kings laughter seemed to shake the room. It wasn't maniacal as it usually was, but actual, whole hearted laughter. 'She said that, did she? I'll just have to find out more, I suppose. I wonder what else she told him.'
Toby was amused by the king's laughter, so he continued.
"She told me about everything. There was worms who could talk, and a whole bunch of big talking heads that kept sayin' she should turn around. She even told me bout her friends, Hoggle, Ludo and the little fox-ish thing! She said that the fox, Sir Didymus, had a serious Don Quixote problem. She said there was this swamp that smelled re- umm… re-…"
"Repulsive?" offered the amused royalty, whom had taken a seat during the child's escapade.
"Yeah, that's it! Then she said there were these freaky things that wanted to take off her head. She said she rather enjoyed them at first, even if they were sorta scary. She told me about how one of her friends gave her this peach that made her have a bad dream, and now she wont eat peaches. Isn't that a funny reason not to eat somthin'?"
The sovereign regarded the youth thoughtfully, then chuckled and replied,
"I suppose so, Toby. Now, how is your sister?"
"Oh, she's just fine. Were about to make dinner, you wanna stay and eat?" Toby paused, and strained his ears for the sound of water running. "I think she's takin' a shower right now, but she'll be out in a minute. She'll be so surprised to see you!" exclaimed the four year old.
Jareth, however, was not as exited at the prospect of having dinner with Sarah, although it would be amusing to see her face, and the way she would react. He thought for a moment, then figured he at least should leave for the time being, if only to remove the goblins who were currently wreaking havoc with the young child's crayons.
"Yes, well, I suppose I could stay, but"---- the king was interrupted by a swift knock and swinging open of the door revealing a towel clad Sarah with tightly closed eyes.
"TOBY! I DEMAND TO KNOW WHAT YOU PUT IN THE SHAMPOO! THAT IS NOT FUNNY YOUNG MAN, SO STOP LAUGHING!" loudly stated a very put out teenager.
Sarah's now thinned out shoulder length brown hair was dripping with soap bubbles and what can only be described as green slime blobs. She appeared to have gotten some in her eyes, so the slightly startled and distracted Goblin King could extract himself from the situation quite nicely, along with his goblin entourage.
Feel free to review, because if you dont I might not continue. Oo