AN: Okay I have a plethora of ideas for stories and I want to write them all at once. So I think I am but I just want to warn you that since I'm going to be writing so many stories that it's going to take a while for me to update. I just hope that you still read them because I love your reviews. Hope you enjoy this one.

Jareth sat on his throne with his legs curled up in a fetal position. He lost. He couldn't believe he lost. Everything he had done he had done for her. What more did she want from him? He would move the stars for no one but her, he would give her anything she wanted even though it exhausted him, what did she want from him? What more could she expect from him? A single tear ecscape from his eye.

The Goblins looked at him with dumbfounded looks. It was dead silence in his throne room. The first in time in a long time. They had never seen the King so distraut so... lost. They watched as he rocked on his chair in the fetal positon.

He apruptly straitened up, making the Goblin jump. He conjured up a crystal and yelled, "SARAH!" Inside the crystal swirled with smoke, slowly making a figure appear. The Goblin King tapped his foot impatiently. When the figure finally appeared, what the Goblin King saw made his heart sink. The pure anguish made something go off in his head. In the crystal he saw his beloved Sarah, the champion of the Labyrinth kissing a mortal boy. He studied their body language. He looked blankly at the way her arms were wrapped tightly around the boy that was a good three inches taller than her. Her eyes closed blissfully as she matched every movement the mortal boy made with his lips.

Even though his stare was blank and distance, emotions swirled around inside of him. Jealousy, anger, love, betrayal, anguish, pain. They were all enough to make him crazy. Something else snapped inside Jareth. "HA!" the Goblins looked at him confused. "HA! HA HA HA!" his started laughing crazily. He grabbed the crystal and angrily threw the crystal at the wall making shards of glass fly everywhere along with glitter and smoke.

He continued to laugh but these were mocking angry laughs. He conjured up a dozen crystals at one. All potraying Sarah's dreams. He started throwing them at the wall, all the while laughing his strange angry laugh. The glitter and smoke was surrounding the room. The Goblins were frightened and scurried out of the room screaming, but Jareth put no mind to them. He kept throwing her dreams at the wall, wishing he was throwing them at her.

The tears poured down his face making him look pathetic but frightening all the same. When the last crystal was thrown the entire room was filled with glitter and smoke, he could barely see his own hand through it all. He sunk to his to his knees and leaned his back against the throne. He sobbed through his hands while the smoke and glitter cleared away. When it was almost completely gone he looked up and said in a strained voice "Sarah."

His eyes widened when she saw her with nothing on except the naked mortal boy on top of her. He started to shake in disbelief. What had happened to her? She is only 15! Was she really willing to grow up that fast? To forget all about her dreams, friends, and...Him? What had happened to her in just a week? What had happened to his princess, his...love?

His grip tightened at her climax, resulting in him breaking the crystal in his bare hands. He didn't even wince at the pain. He took off his glove and looked his gory hand with all the shards of glass stuck deep into his skin. He started laughing like a lunatic again. The Goblin looked around the corner into the throne room, exchanging anxicous glances, worrying about thier beloved King.

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AN: I know it's short but I got to go on with my day and also write the other ones.