A/N: This is my first fanfiction, so don't hurt me if it doesn't meet your "expectations".feel free to r&r if you promise to be nice!!= ) Disclaimer: I do not own The Labyrinth, or its characters, or David Bowie, OR Susan Sarandon, so there.

Work Wished Away

"Stupid work," Susan growled. It was 12:30 in the morning and Susan Sarandon was sitting in an office at Universal studios, trying to finish off the new screenplay for her new movie. She had been working on it all day long, and was almost finished when a sudden bout of writers block presented itself. Sighing, she put her head in her arms when all of a sudden, a song started to play.

There's such a sad love, deep in your eyes...

"Fabulous," she mumbled into her hands, "Just fabulous, I'm hallucinating." And with that she closed her eyes and drifted into a sound sleep at the desk.

*** "SHIT!" Susan jumped from her desk and frantically began tearing the room apart looking for a clock when she realized she was wearing a watch. "Five o'clock already! Damn it! I'll never have this bloody work finished..." Her voice trailed off as she heard the song again.

I'll place the sky within your eyes.

'Where the hell is that coming from?' She thought to herself. 'It sounds so familiar.I think it's from that movie my niece watches all the time.' "Hmm."she said as she glanced at the stack of paper on her desk. "It couldn't hurt to try." with that, Susan stood up and said in a clear voice, "I wish the goblins would come and take my work away, right now!"

Suddenly, lightening flashed and thunder roared. Susan waited a moment, and when she knew that wishing away her work wouldn't do anything, she grumbled and headed down the stairs to get some coffee. She would need it for the hours ahead. 'Boy, what a stupid idea,' she mentally scolded herself for trying something as dumb as wishing an inanimate object away. As she opened the door to the cafeteria, she noticed the windows were opened and that it was getting rather chilly. "That's odd," she muttered to herself, and with that she proceeded to the coffee machine.

"Crap. Where are the cups when you need them?!" She scowled, at that moment, someone handed her a mug. "Thanks," she said, although she was way too tired to realize that she didn't even know who was standing behind her.

"Anytime," a rich British accent, as smooth as velvet breathed on her neck. Susan whirled around expecting to see the producer of the film, instead seeing.

"David Bowie?! I haven't seen you in ages! What are you wearing?" She was very pleased to see that her old friend and one time lover had come to keep her company, although slightly taken aback by his tights and eye shadow.

"Susan." he groaned, "I'm not David anymore. I'm the Goblin King and now that you've wished your child away, you must run my Labyrinth in 13 hours, or I will turn your child into a goblin." With that Susan let out a hearty chuckle. She turned to face the "Goblin King" with a giant smile on her face.

"What are you talking about, Bowie? I didn't wish anything away except for a bunch of paper. What's this 'Goblin King' business? Have you been snorting coke again?" She grinned at him. He put a hand to his face and sighed.

"Susan, have you ever seen The Labyrinth?" He inquired in an unusually polite tone for a Goblin King.

"I saw it a few years ago, David. You were wonderful." She said. "Are you doing a sequel? Is that why you're dressed like that?"

"No!" The Goblin King shouted. "I'm NOT doing a sequel! I AM the Goblin King! David Bowie is only my alias when I'm above-ground and now that you've done the unthinkable and wished your child away, YOU are going to have to run MY Labyrinth!" Susan sighed. He just didn't understand.

"Listen, all I wished away was PAPER! And you can keep it for all I care! I'm in no mood to argue with you, David, or to get my clothes dirty in some disgusting goblin-infested maze!" With that, Jareth flashed his crystal in her face and Susan Sarandon passed out.