A/N Dammit I know I shouldn't do this. I really shouldn't. I have a hard
enough time with life as it is without adding yet another story. Oh F*CK
IT. Here we go again. ^_^
Disclaimer: I own the labyrinth. Yes I do. In each and every dream.
Jareth shakes his head.
"You authors are insane. Yes, Lintrayel this includes you." He says, running a hand through his hair.
"Do you really want to know what happened between me and Sarah? The ungrateful wretch is.well, I suppose I will start at the beginning."
He summons a crystal and throws it in the air. The image of Sarah's party comes into view.
"I warn you ahead of time though, It isn't pretty."
**** One by one, the creatures faded away. Hoggle waved to Sarah.
"If yeh need us, just call."
Sarah sighed, it was one in the morning and she was dead tired. She pulled off her sweaty shirt and threw it on the floor with disgust. She yanked on a white form fitting tank top then took off the jeans, throwing them in a similar fashin, then pulled on black yoga pants. Turning out the light, she carawled into bed .
*** "Now, a quick explanation. Because you people are complete and utter idiots, again Lintrayel, you too, I will allow peoples minds to come into view o you." Says Jareth.
*** "Jareth, why did you drive me away from the place that I belong. I love the labyrinth, and I love you too." She thought to herself, a tear sliding down her cheek. Turning on her side, she fell into a deep sleep. *** "This is where I, the Goblin King, happened upon an idea. So she loved the labyrinth, her dear friends, and me too. How utterly ironic. I don't love her. Beautiful she may be, but she is a stubborn mule. I'm a bit insulted at the fact you pair me with her in almost all of your fictional stories. You make me seem like the soft tender loving man. I assure you, I am not. Anyhow, let's watch my plan unfold unbeknownst to Sarah." *** This is the end of this chapter. Sorry, but, I had to insult the authors. I LOVE all of your stories, but see, this is from jareth's point of view, so please don't be insulted.
Disclaimer: I own the labyrinth. Yes I do. In each and every dream.
Jareth shakes his head.
"You authors are insane. Yes, Lintrayel this includes you." He says, running a hand through his hair.
"Do you really want to know what happened between me and Sarah? The ungrateful wretch is.well, I suppose I will start at the beginning."
He summons a crystal and throws it in the air. The image of Sarah's party comes into view.
"I warn you ahead of time though, It isn't pretty."
**** One by one, the creatures faded away. Hoggle waved to Sarah.
"If yeh need us, just call."
Sarah sighed, it was one in the morning and she was dead tired. She pulled off her sweaty shirt and threw it on the floor with disgust. She yanked on a white form fitting tank top then took off the jeans, throwing them in a similar fashin, then pulled on black yoga pants. Turning out the light, she carawled into bed .
*** "Now, a quick explanation. Because you people are complete and utter idiots, again Lintrayel, you too, I will allow peoples minds to come into view o you." Says Jareth.
*** "Jareth, why did you drive me away from the place that I belong. I love the labyrinth, and I love you too." She thought to herself, a tear sliding down her cheek. Turning on her side, she fell into a deep sleep. *** "This is where I, the Goblin King, happened upon an idea. So she loved the labyrinth, her dear friends, and me too. How utterly ironic. I don't love her. Beautiful she may be, but she is a stubborn mule. I'm a bit insulted at the fact you pair me with her in almost all of your fictional stories. You make me seem like the soft tender loving man. I assure you, I am not. Anyhow, let's watch my plan unfold unbeknownst to Sarah." *** This is the end of this chapter. Sorry, but, I had to insult the authors. I LOVE all of your stories, but see, this is from jareth's point of view, so please don't be insulted.