A/N: Oh no, I'm back with round two...RUN AWAY! Um...anyway...

Iced tea, for keeping you awake during study time: Two dollars

Movie tickets, for taking a study break: Six dollars

History book, to replace the one you spilled tea on: Fifty dollars (just kidding)

Acing your first final: Priceless.

There are some problems iced tea can't fix...for everything else, there's fanfiction.

Um...yeah. See previous disclaimer.

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~Round Two~

"You're on in five, Sarah," said a member of the makeup crew, adding a little color to her cheeks so she wouldn't look quite so pale under the bright lights. The technician cast a sidelong glance at Jareth, slipping Sarah a note pad and pen. "Sarah, can you sign my autograph book?" she asked in a whisper.

"Of course," she said, making sure Jareth saw. Sarah dashed off her fanciest signature right next to David Bowie's, and handed it back to the makeup artist, who was already clearing the stage for round two. Jareth snorted. So, she has one fan, he thought bitterly. A lifeless makeup artist who's obsessed with David Bowie. Well...I'll show her who's worthy of all the fans. The lights brightened, and music began to play, symbolizing the commercial break's end.

"Welcome back to Labywood Squares, now let's meet our contestants. Sarah, tell us a li'l bit about yourself." The host looked at Sarah endearingly, while Jareth pouted on his side of the podium.

"Well," she began, "My name is Sarah Williams, I'm a big fan of the show, and the first person in Labyrinth history to beat Jareth."

"Thank you, Sarah. Now Jareth, care to tell us a bit about yourself?"

"I'm the goblin king, Igglewert. I rule you. What more do you need to know?" The fans did not dare make a sound.

"Well then," the host said, "let's pick up where we left off. Sarah, you won the first round, so why don't you start?"

"I'll take Ludo," she said, waving at her friend in the top-left square. Ludo smiled and grunted a greeting.

"Ludo," said Igglewert, "here is your question: What..." he paused, building the suspense, "kind of magic spell to use?" The monster breathed a sigh of relief.

"Slime and snails, puppy dog tails, thunder or lightening..." Ludo replied, with a rhythmic shake of his hairy head. Igglewert looked to Sarah for her answer.

"I'll agree," she said, for Ludo had just quoted one of her all-time favorite songs.

"That would be correct!" he said, Sarah's mark covering the square. "Jareth, it's your board." The goblin king had somewhat brightened, due to the mention of his song, and was now in better spirits.

"I'll go with Sir Didymus," he said. The fox sat up straighter in order to see over the high podium he sat at.

"Thou hast made a good choice, milord. Thou shalt not regret it!"

Igglewert continued. "Sir Didymus, when Sarah encountered the doors between the castle and certain death-"

"Ba ba ba bum!" yelled the doorkeepers from their spot in the audience.

"Yes, anyway, which door did she choose, red or blue?"

"Why milord, thou canst be assured, tis the blue door." He took off his hat and bowed to the king.

He sounds awfully sure of himself, the king thought. After all, he does know the lady better than I, and he knows it would be foolish to think that he could lie to me without being cast into the bog. "I'll agree," he said, looking menacingly at Sir Didymus. Ambrosious whined, and hid under the desk.

"Of course that's right," said Igglewert. "Sarah, care to choose another square?"

"Yes," she said, "I'll take Harry Potter." Harry had long since grown bored, and had taken to levitating his water glass above the sleeping Wiseman's head.

"What?" he asked, letting the glass soak the Wiseman and his hat.

"Harry, your question: Jareth promises to make Hoggle prince of what land, in return for giving Sarah the peach?" Harry picked up the empty water glass, and turned it into a toad, which hopped into the Stepmother's square.

"EEEK!" she screamed so shrilly that one of the camera lenses cracked. The toad hopped away, and Karen regained her meticulous composure.

"Oh, I don't know." Harry stared down at his shoes. "Wait, yes I do! Prince of Candy Land!"

Sarah could not honestly see Jareth even eating candy, much less awarding Hoggle rule of a whole candy-filled land. "Yeah, right," she said, "I disagree."

"As well you should," was Igglewert's reply. "Hoggle was to be crowned-"

"Prince of the Land of Stench," Jareth finished bitterly, watching Sarah pull into the lead with two squares over his one. All poor Hoggle could do was shudder at the memory, and thank god that he hadn't really been crowned prince of the bog.

Sarah looked at her watch. "When's the commercial break?" she asked the host, who also looked as if he could use a rest.

"Right now," he said. "But before we hand it over to our sponsors, let's get the Labywood Squares address for anyone who'd like to order tickets." A typical Underground address flashed across the screen, with directions for anyone wishing to write in. "And to our Aboveground viewers, if there are any out there, tickets to attend a free taping of Labywood Squares can be obtained through the Hollywood Squares studio in California. Stay tuned for the rest of this round when we return."

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Ok, ok, I know I quit in the middle of a round, but I simply don't have time to write the rest right now. Maybe if I get some positive reviews, I'll post more tomorrow...? Thanks for reading, folks, and remember to keep those comments coming!

~CrystalDreamer620~