Her left eye twitched in irritation and mild insanity as she saw the state of her usually immaculate apartment. Everything was askew, muddy and misplaced. It looked as if it had been in the direct path of a tornado…
'A glittery tornado…'Sarah growled.
She stalked into her bedroom and screamed indignantly when she found all her undergarments were stolen. And little dirty goblin fingerprints were everywhere including her crisp white Egyptian cotton sheets.
She resisted the urge to stamp her foot like she would have at 15 at the outrage. When she had turned 18 he had started leaving gifts every-bloody-where he could manage and had for five years. In rebellion she tossed them all away whenever they were found, though they 'miraculously' appeared over and over again.
She ignored his constant popping in and out of her mirrors, trying to get her attention and tease her, after getting over the mild heart attacks that ensued.
'So this is how you act when rejected for the umpteenth time, Goblin King?' she sneered, rolled up her sleeves, and marched up to her vanity dresser and stormed 'through the looking glass.'
'This means war…'
And she was in the Underground. Since her adventure in the Labyrinth, Sarah had kept in contact with her friends and often visited them. Sir Didymus, for tea and to listen to the brave fuzzy knight regale on his past. Hoggle, for his walks through the Labyrinth and around it, studying the life around them. She never knew he was so knowledgeable about the plants and creatures. Ludo, though not keen on conversation , guided her through the forest, helping her enjoy the world she had paid no attention to the first time around.
All the while she blatantly ignored their sovereign. Sarah knew it infuriated him and did it for that reason.
Sarah looked about her and her mood darkened further. It was dark, gloomy and RAINING! She knew he had something to do with it.
'Glittery jerk,' she muttered and groaned when she realized she was wearing a white top that was currently clinging to every curve of her torso.
Sarah sighed and began to jog through the Labyrinth. She had noticed over the years that the Labyrinth seemed to bend to her Will instead of hindering her. Before she killed the man in sinfully tight breeches, she'd have to ask.
In what seemed not so long at all, she reached the Goblin City Gate. She swore in thought when she that the normally narcoleptic guard was replaced by a strangely dressed hunchbacked creepy looking man.
When she approached, the man acknowledged her with a disturbing quirk of his lips, 'Ah,' he simply said.
'Can I go through?' Sarah asked.
He seemed irritated that she had spoken but grabbed her wrist indifferently and nearly dragged her into the Castle Beyond the Goblin City. She nearly drop kicked him but he unceremoniously thrust her into the Throne Room.
What the brunette saw was not the arrogant Goblin King sitting enticingly on his Crescent Throne, but a man in lingerie. HER UNDERWEAR! Sarah felt her body flush as she couldn't tear her eyes away. It was like a train wreck.
'Why hellloo…' this man drawled in a baritone voice, raising his eyebrow at her soaked form.
'Uh…hi,' Sarah managed.
'She was at the Gate, Master,' the creepy hunchbacked man with the nasally voice stated.
'Indeed,' the transvestite licked his teeth.
"Who are you?' what Sarah didn't add was *WHY ARE YOU WEARING MY UNDERWEAR!*
'Frank N. Furter,' he rose and sauntered over and invaded her personal space, 'I'm a man of the most delicious sort.'
'Frank' lazily traved a finger down her collarbone, causing her to shudder.
'That is quite enough,' she heard a familiar voice growl.
The Goblin King, in all his tight panted splendor, strode inw itha click to his heels.
'Oh dear, quite fond of this human are we, brother?' Frank smiled, 'Well she is a delicious thing, you simply must share…' he continued to trace his finger on her flesh.
Jareth ignored his brother's suggestion and rounded on him. 'I leave you alone to watch my kingdom for ONE turn of the hourglass and you do THIS?' he swept his arm about to emphasize.
'I rather thought it was an improvement,' Frank chirped and sashayed over to Jareth.
Jareth suppressed a shudder, 'My goblins are suddenly compelled to rape chickens and the chickens in turn are causing a revolution!' he shouted, losing his composure.
'Just spreading the love,' his brother drawled.
*Ew,* Sarah thought despondently.
If it weren't for where she was or who was wearing her undergarments she would have found it a little funny. Jareth conjured a crystal and threw it violently at Frank, who disappeared with vast amounts of glitter and a laugh. She looked around for the man who called him 'Master' to see he vanished as well.
'To the Bog of Eternal Stench he goes?' Sarah asked with a hopeful look in her green eyes.
'Sadly no, Royalty does have its perks in punishments,' Jareth replied, pinching the bridge of his nose.
'Well with him thankfully out of the way,' Sarah propped her hands on her shapely hips, 'WHY DID YOU STEAL MY UNDERWEAR?'
The Goblin King suddenly grinned showing off his sharp teeth, 'For fun,' he answered and threw himself on his throne, hanging one leg over the side.
'Oh so fun for you is to steal my things and let him wear it?' Sarah retorted.
''Tis but an added bonus,' his eyes shone with amusement, 'but it did get your attention,' Jareth nearly laughed at her expression, not wanting to admit he had no idea his brother went through his room…which he would have to sterilize.
Sarah almost lunged to strangle him but took a deep breath, 'Aside from what he is wearing, can I have it all back?'
'Yes, but,' he held up a gloved finger, 'Only If you will accompany me to Tarrant Hightopp's Wedding.'
'Who?' Sarah queried incredulously.
'You would know him as the Mad Hatter, he is alo a brother,' Jareth grinned as her jaw dropped.
'Who else are you related to?'
'Robin Goodfellow, and Hades to name a few,' he chuckled.
'One hell of a family reunion,' she muttered.
'Indeed,' he nodded, 'Now, our agreement?'
'Only if you leave my apartment, car and belongings alone from this day on,' Sarah growled.
'Deal,' Jareth grinned when she had forgotten to add her person and snapped his fingers.
Hi everyone! I had this idea when I was in Walmart so I decided to try and do a fan fiction. I do not own any of the characters mentioned though I do play with them on occasion. Comment please and only constructive critique. This is really just a long one-shot.