AN: I hope you all enjoy this story! This was another one of those ideas I couldn't part with.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of The Labyrinth. I do however own three Original Characters in this fic: Amelia, Prince Oren, and Queen Og'Luck along with the Mirror Dwellers.
Sarah Williams was not amused. Her makeup was scattered all over the bathroom floor. There was nail polish poured all over her toilet seat, eyeliner stick figures drawn on the mirror, and not to mention her favorite dress was lying in a heap on the floor.
The most non-amusing thing was how deathly silent her apartment was.
She propped a hand on her hip with a fake scowl on her face. Slowly she walked out of the bathroom and into the hallway, passing into her bedroom.
The room was dark and solemn, silent as a tomb, even with its strange misshapen lump cowered in a corner by her closet. A blanket was there that had no business being anywhere but on her bed.
Sarah's voice was theatrical. "Some Little Goblin has been in my bathroom. That little devious thing poured my makeup on the floor, painted the toilet, and drew on the mirror." Sarah moved forward in the dark space of her room.
She walked towards the misshapen blanket but not directly, instead she threw open her closet door, pretending to be searching inside.
"Where are you Little Goblin?" Sarah called in a sing song voice.
The misshapen blanket moved a tiny fraction. Sarah heard the sharp intake of breath. She tapped her hip in mock impatience.
"I will find you Goblin, and throw you into the Bog of Eternal Stench!" Sarah called out then.
There was a hysterical squeal and the covers jerked back violently. A fast little blur covered in makeup and nail polish scrambled to hide under the bed.
The tiny voice screamed out. "Not the Bog of Ternal Squench!"
Sarah cackled villainously. "Oh yes!" And then she bent over and scooped the devious little bundle up off the floor.
There was excited squealing followed by laughter as Sarah squeezed the sides of the little Goblin, effectively tickling it into submission.
The little blonde ringlets framing the face of said Goblin bounced as Sarah dropped the creature onto the bed.
She continued the tickle onslaught that resulted in little feet kicking into her stomach with arms waving wildly.
"Mommy stop! I just wanted to be a princess!"
Sarah laughed. "Do princesses also draw on the bathroom mirror?"
Crystal blue eyes met hers, soft and pleading. "They just wanted to watch Mommy."
"Who wanted to watch Amelia?" Sarah had sat down on the bed beside her Little Goblin.
Amelia was a sight. She looked like a clown, not a princess, but Sarah would never tell her that. She had to give it to her four year old; she had creativity among other things.
Her daughter had gone silent. Sarah could see the stubborn set of Amelia's chin that was just like her own. While the girl's eyes were a striking crystal blue the eyebrows above them were all Sarah's.
"Sweetheart, did you do it again?"
Tears sprang to the small girl's eyes and her lips quivered. "I didn't mean to Mommy! I was playing in my room when I wanted my dragon dolly to fly so bad and then he was. It was so cool Mom!" Then Amelia paused. "Why is that a bad thing?"
The color had fled Sarah's face but she wrapped her arms around Amelia and pulled her into her arms. "Baby it isn't bad, you have a gift. Remember what I told you though?"
Amelia buried her face in Sarah's shoulder. "But I like it here Mommy, can't we stay?"
Sarah shook her head. "Amelia once you use magic they can find us. We have to leave tonight. Those things in the mirror you tried to draw are not good sweetie. They are bad things. Go pack your things Little Goblin."
"I'm sorry Mommy." Amelia sobbed and Sarah's heart pounded in her chest.
She was heartbroken for Amelia but terrified at the same time. She followed Amelia to her room and helped her pack her clothes and toys. Sarah's suitcase was still mostly packed from the last time they fled.
It didn't take long before mother and daughter were driving away from the apartment complex. Sarah just hoped she wasn't too late.
Amelia had since fallen asleep in the back seat, her head propped onto her travel pillow. They were always on the move.
Sarah drove until she was too exhausted to go further, pulling into a roadside motel for the night.
There she paid for a room and scooped up her sleeping child, carrying her to their temporary room.
Everything is temporary, Sarah thought bitterly as she placed the sleeping child onto the lumpy mattress. Everything except for her.
Sarah left her travel clothes on and crawled into bed next to Amelia.
As soon as Sarah was there Amelia moved over to snuggle against her mother, one of her hands reaching out to clench Sarah's shirt in her hand.
Sarah smiled sadly and ran her fingers through the golden locks of her daughter's hair, watching her sleep, and whispered. "I love you Little Goblin."
Sarah did not dare to sleep from a long while. Every shadow was menacing against the light of the moon shining in through the windows. When sleep did come Sarah didn't wake until Amelia woke her with a hundred kisses. She was giggling all the while, her smile bright and full of life.
When Amelia grinned like that it always made Sarah's breath catch. Her smile was every bit his.
"Mommy can we get pancakes?"
Sarah laughed and kissed the top of her head. "You need to bathe first Little Goblin, and we have got to get all this nail polish off of your beautiful hands."
Amelia groaned and pursed her lips, so ready to defy Sarah. Even Amelia's nose was more his than hers.
"Amelia Williams, you are going to bathe." Sarah commanded and ushered her into the bathroom.
Once they were both properly clean and changed Sarah took them to a pancake house to eat their breakfast before heading out again. She wanted to reach another state before finding another apartment. She had to be sure they were far enough away.
It was a tiresome thing, to always be on the move. Soon Amelia would have to start school, but the thought terrified Sarah. They had never lived anywhere for more than a few months. How could they for a year or more?
They were running, always running.
