Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it's not mine
A/N: Just a silly little one-shot.
"Unca Jareth!" The toddler swung from arm to arm of the startled goblins, determinedly forcing his way to Jareth. He finally landed at the feet of the irritated king, grinning from ear to ear at his accomplishment.
"Found you!" He yelled, collapsing into giggles. Jareth was not amused.
"You will address me as 'your majesty' or 'King Jareth', you insolent boy. And I do not believe I was hiding." Jareth lifted his head, bringing down a crystal from above. Still refusing to look at the infuriating toddler, he set about explaining exactly what he would do to the boy if his behavior did not change. Smirking, Jareth finally returned his gaze, expecting to see a quivering and obedient boy. Instead he saw… nothing. The spot was empty, the child long gone. A muffled giggle could be heard behind the great doors at the end of the hall.
"I don't have time for this!" Jareth muttered, looking at the long list of complaints still to be addressed. Figuring he could postpone punishment until later, he started to call forward a goblin who thought her budget wasn't enough for the fertilizer she needed. But before the words could travel from his mouth, a new complaint appeared. It was at the top of the list, indicating it was most important. More vital than the burglary charges; more vital than vandalism and raids and food shortage.
In barely- legible writing, it read 'Unca Jareth is no fun.'