Well, seeing how I have nothing better to do that make up all the Fanfics I have in my head I pity you all.

I really hope that my internet starts working soon.

No name as of yet.

Summary: Toby finds life rather unfair. So when he is sent to his older sister's house instead of being able to go with friends to a concert he gets really angry. Toby wishes away Sarah and now must run the Labyrinth, which only Sarah has ever beaten. But Toby has help from the most unlikely source; Jareth's daughter.

Wow, that's a long ass summary and it sucks too; it doesn't even make sense! I need Java.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. (Sniff) I don't even own Melina because she belongs to my friend. (Puppy dog eyes, bottom lip trembles) It's not fair! (Sarah comes out and kicks my ass for using her line) DAMMIT!


Toby ran out of his bedroom, which used to belong to his sister, and flew down the stairs to the living room.

"Mum, dad, you have to let me go to this concert that's coming up! It's only $60 and I'll be home really early because it ends at midnight. I'll be with friends so I won't be all alone in a strange place! Please, please, please!" he begged; falling to his knees in front of the couch and clasping his hands together.

Robert looked over the newspaper he was reading and then to Karen.

"Ask your mother," he said simply before going back to reading.

Toby rolled his eyes.

"Please mum; I'll love you forever."

"Toby, I really don't think it will be such a good idea. I mean; $60 just for one night? You're 15 now; you should be saving up money for collage. You should be studying so you can get into good schools and ensure you have a good future ahead of you."

"But mum," he whined, "It is only one night. Tom and Jeff will be there be too. It will be so bloody awesome!"

"Toby, watch your mouth!"

"Pleeeeeeease?"

"Toby, your father and I have just started going out again now and we will be going on our second honeymoon. We can't worry that you are in trouble when we should be worrying on the weather."

"But, that's not fair!" Toby began.

"No buts. Honestly; you're as bad as your sister. At least I know it isn't from me you get your stubbornness," Karen sighed.

"Dad isn't stubborn; he does whatever you tell him to."

"Toby, enough! You are not going and that is finale!"

Toby got up off the floor and growled as he stormed back up to his room.

He slammed the door behind him and leaned against the wall as he glared into the mirror.

Stalking over to the phone he clicked speed dial and called his friend Tom.

"Tommy, mum says I can't go."

"Well, why don't you just sneak off and come anyways."

"What about the money issue?"

"Just take it from your mum's purse; I'm sure she won't notice $100 dollars missing."

"100? I thought it was just 60."

"For admission but the McPatterson triplets are going too and you know how they like to party," Tom's grin showed in his voice.

Toby grinned back.

"I'll see what I can do. Who's going to drive us?"

"I'll borrow the keys to my brother's mustang. He'll be so drunk he won't notice."

"Awesome. Okay, well I'll just say I'm gonna go to your house and spend the night then. See ya tomorrow Tom."

"See ya Tobes. I'll call Jeff to make sure he knows the plans."

"I claim Heather man."

"Dude, no fair! Heather's got great legs!"

"Well you should have called her sooner."

"Right," Tom laughed. "See ya then."

Toby hung up the phone and jumped on his bed.

Reaching behind his pillow he pulled out one of the things that was most important to him; his Lancelot bear.

He had grown up into a 15 year old boy but Lancelot was too important for him to just throw away once he hit puberty.

"Well Lancelot; looks like we're going to the concert anyways," he grinned as he slowly dozed off to sleep.

Toby had a dream that night he dreamt so often.

He was surrounded by goblins in a pit.

He usually started as a baby but his dream vision would shift so that he was fifteen.

In front of the pit was a throne in which sat a man who Toby concluded thought too much of himself.

What did the goblins call him? The Goblin King?

Well the Goblin King kept looking at the clock nearby and smiling.

But then all of a sudden the room would be in complete disorder and a bell would be ringing somewhere.

"Sarah's here! Hide the baby!" the king would yell and a goblin would pick Toby up and run away with him.

"I'm not a baby! Let me down!" he would yell but they never did; they just acted like he said nothing.

They see me as a baby!

Then Toby would find himself in a room with no up or down.

"Sarah's here! Hide the baby! Hide little Jareth!"

Everything was in panic until Toby found himself completely alone.

Look! Up there! There's Sarah! Is she on the roof? Am I?

He wanted to yell to her but like always he could only gurgle.

"Toby!" Sarah would yell when she looked down, or up for her. "Stay there Toby! Don't move!"

I won't!

But he did.

He was unable to control what he did in this dream and he wandered away.

Sarah was constantly chasing after him.

And the Goblin King kept taunting Sarah.

Or was he trying to tell her something?

The look in his eyes when Sarah ignored him; was it hurt?

Toby was sitting down what looked sideways.

He looked up and saw Sarah.

Sarah jumped.

Toby woke up with a start.

He held his chest trying to regain his breath; panting as he used his other hand to wipe away sweat from his face.

Those dreams felt so real.

But he figured he just had an overactive imagination and the stories Sarah would tell him influenced him.

The Goblin King was just a character from the book Sarah owned.

Toby was never in any real danger of becoming a goblin.

Sarah never wished him away.

Sarah loved him.

But then that was why she ran for him.

She could have had all her hearts desire; her dreams could have been made into reality if she just had forsaken him.

But she didn't. She chose her little brother.

Even if it was all just Toby's dream it still meant a lot to him.

Toby picked up Lancelot from the floor.

Sarah had given him this bear.

Toby cherished it.

Sighing Toby closed his eyes and went back to sleep.


Sorry so short my mind broke down and such.

If you can think of a name you like please tell me or else I shall be forced to name it like, pickles or something.

I'm REALLY craving some pickles and whipped cream right now…