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"Where in the world am I!" I thought aloud. I looked around at the strange landscape. A labyrinth lay before me with a large castle in the center. It finally dawned on me that to get home I would have to reach the center and find that damned Goblin King. He had something to do with this. Although I didn't wish anyone away. I sighed, resigned to my task at hand and started down the hill to the entrance. I found what looked to be the gates. "Open Sesame?" I tried out of sheer amusement. I laughed at the stupidity of thinking that would open the gate. My jaw dropped as they swung open. That was easy. Maybe a little too easy. I could either go right or left. Left was clean, right was filled with debry. I went right, something told me to go that way. I continued with my instincts and before I knew it was outside the castle. I looked at my watch, an hour and a half. I think I set a record. I pushed open the heavy oak doors and started up the staircase. I heard a lot of noise.

"Will you be quiet!" A voice boomed. The chattering went on. I walked into a room filled with goblins and one human, at least he looked human, lounging on a throne with one leg over the arm, rubbing his forehead. I strided towards him. The room fell silent and soon only my flip-flops were heard. The Goblin King looked out from under his hand. He sat up straight in amazement. I think.

"Send me home." I said as I stopped in front of his throne.

"And who are you? How'd you get here?" He asked abruptly.

"I came through the damn labyrinth how else was I supposed to get here? Send me home." I asked with equal annoyance.

"How was I not aware of your presence in my labyrinth?" He accused.

"You're slipping? Will you send me home already?" I repeated.

"How long did it take you? I know I didn't bring you here." He got up and walked around me.

"An hour and a half according to my watch." I crossed my arms and shifted my weight. He smirked and we held a glaring contest. "You sending me home or not?" I asked for the umpteenth time.

"Not. I think I'll keep you here for the customary 13 hour." I looked shocked. He's going to what? "That leaves you another 11 hours and 15 minutes here."

"You're horrible." He grinned.

"I half expected to hear 'That's not fair' from you. But of course I'm horrible. I'm the Goblin King."

"Jareth." He quirked his eyebrow at the name that escaped my lips.

"And why that name my dear?" He cupped my chin in his hands.

"Same voice/feeling that told me which way to go to get through your labyrinth." I slapped away his hand. "Since you insist on keeping me here, I'm going to make the next 11 hours a living hell for you." I grinned. Might as well make the most of the situation. He might actually send me home if I annoyed him too much. He stepped closer to me.

"I highly doubt that." He mocked.

Jareth's POV

"Will you be quiet!" I roared at the horde of goblins in my throne room. They were quiet for a second then started back up again. They were giving me a headache. Soon they stopped and I heard a flipping noise. I looked up to see a girl about 20 come striding through the throne room. I quickly sat up. There shouldn't be anyone here! How did I not sense her in my labyrinth?

"Send me home." She demanded. How dare she talk to me like that.

"And who are you? How'd you get here?" She was going to answer my questions before I decided on anything.

"I came through the damn labyrinth how else was I supposed to get here? Send me home." There she goes again with the demand. Damn labyrinth? How dare she!

"How was I not aware of your presence in my labyrinth?"

"You're slipping? Will you send me home already?" Me slip! It was impossible. The Goblin King's powers don't slip. She was getting on my nerves with that question.

"How long did it take you? I know I didn't bring you here." I got up and walked in a circle around her. She was pretty despite the attitude.

"An hour and a half according to my watch." She crossed her arms. I smirked at some other consequence of that guesture. I decided to play a game. We glared. "You sending me home or not?" That damn question again.

"Not. I think I'll keep you here for the customary 13 hour." The expression on her face was priceless. "That leaves you another 11 hours and 15 minutes here."

"You're horrible." Ah yes, the second most popular retort right behind 'That's not fair'.

"I half expected to hear 'That's not fair' from you. But of course I'm horrible. I'm the Goblin King."

"Jareth." My grin faded a bit. Where did she come up with my name?

"And why that name my dear?" I took her stubborn chin in my hand. Such soft skin.

"Same voice/feeling that told me which way to go to get through your labyrinth." My hand was slapped away. "Since you insist on keeping me here, I'm going to make the next 11 hours a living hell for you." Ah yes, she was playing right into my game. I stepped closer.

"I highly doubt that." I looked at the goblins staring. "What are you looking at? Out! All of you." They scuttled out of the room very quickly. Now what to do with the stubborn girl in front of me. "Peach my dear?" I produced a plump peach out of the air and held it out to her. She looked at me suspiciously. "It's quite good."

"I'm not hungry." I made the peach disappear.

"Suit yourself." I walked back over to my throne and lounged on it. I produced a crystal and started playing with it. "What is your fondest desire my dear?"

"None of your business." She snapped.