Authors Note: Right, so, we got this little idea from a conversation a we I had on MSN a couple days ago consisting of Celia knowing the Goblin King. I wanted to meet him, and Celia, being the amazing friend she is, said she could take me. So, TADA, here it is! Our very own adventure in the Labyrinth. Told from Abbie's very morphed point of view.

Disclaimer: Yeah, so we're pretty sure we don't own The Labyrinth or anything in it, Band Aids, Fruit Roll Ups, Beth or any random lines from movies that might pop in and scare you.

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"I WANNA MEET HIM! I WANNA MEET HIM!"

"Well then, I'll take you there. We'll go tomorrow. Bring snacks, he likes Fruit Roll Ups"

"And Band Aids".

"Well, yeah, 'cause you never know. " (1)

"That's so weird..." I mused.

"What is?" Celia asked.

"We both like Fruit Roll Ups" I sighed happily.

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I Smiled inwardly. I could not believe it. Me, Abbie, the girl who was voted shyest in her grade eight graduating class, standing in front of the castle beyond the goblin city. It still boggles my mind.

I turned to Celia. My favourite person EVER. She was the one who got me here. She apparently knows the Goblin King. You see, a close friend of mine, Beth went a little overboard with the consumption of alcohol and wished Celia away. Amazingly, she ran the Labyrinth drunk and still won. Yeah, my friends are awesome.

So there we stood. "Ya ready?" Celia asked.

I pffted, "Of course." Okay, so I lied. But it's not everyday you get to meet the freakin' Goblin King, for crying out loud! I was all gun-hoe about it at first, but the novelty wore off. Quickly. I fidgeted nervously with the box of Fruit Roll Ups in my hands. I grabbed the Band Aids from Celia
and shoved the Fruit Roll Ups in her hands.

I smiled, "What? I feel better knowing I have Band Aids incase something happens, okay?" I put them in my pocket.

"Well yeah" Celia started. "Because really you never know what can happen when you enter beyond these walls. Muahahahahahaha." Celia had attempted to laugh evilly but unfortunately her attempt was not all that convincingly evil.

"Well, come on feet."(2) I began to walk one foot at a time with Celia along the whole way.

"Abbie" Celia said with a 'what the heck are you doing' kind of look on her face, "you don't have to start reciting lines. we're already at the castle of the goblin king. Whom, might I add, looks great in those pant I saw him wearing earlier when was captured." I looked at her and nodded my head with a determined stare.

"You're right, Celia. I bet he does look good in those pants."

We began walking through the hallways.

"My God, it smells like Goblins in here!" I all but yelled.

"Durr", Celia said, "It's the castle beyond the GOBLIN city. Goblins smell. They smell really bad." she turned to face me, "How do you know what goblins smell like?"

"Lucky guess" I was not about to tell Celia that I was secretly abducted by aliens and that they gave me special smelling powers." She seemed to accept that answer.. for now, anyways.

"Okay, I think we better get a move on. Ya know, if we want to get to the throne room before nightfall" Celia stated.

"Um, have you been watching movies where they go out into the forest on a camping trip, only to be faced with impossible obstacles, then go out to get firewood, attacked by a bear and come back to camp to find that rabid raccoons have eaten all their food forcing them to go back into the bear infested woods to search for food so they can survive and then the macho guy says 'We better get a move on if we want to be back at camp before nightfall' again?" I breathed heavily. Talking that much can take a toll on you.

Celia blushed, "No"

"You lie!" I shouted, "You criminal! SOCIETY!"

Celia shushed me, "You are loud" I smiled.

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"Are we there yet?" I asked.

"No"

"How 'bout now?"

"No"

"Now?"

"NO!"

"Can I have a fruit roll up?"

"No!"

I pouted. "I have to go to the bathroom"

Celia sighed. But then a thought popped into her pea sized brain. "Oh my goodness. I've just realized something, Abigail"

I then started to snicker.

"What's so funny" Celia pondered, confused

"Its just that you never realize anything."

"Hey Abbie" Celia pointed one of her many boney fingers at me. "Let's not get smart. But as I was saying, Beth is GONE." Beth had come to the labyrinth with us, but somewhere along that way she disappeared. I knew all of this because I am very observant, Celia is not.

"Well, duh" I duhed her, "of course she is. I already knew that."

"Well, why didn't you say anything?"

"Because you're stupid and I wanted to see how long it would take you to notice, duh."

"Abbie, I'm sorry, but this is no time for mind games. This is a time of seriousness."

"Okay. Um, Celia I don't know how to tell you this but this whole experience has been a mind game, duh."

"Abbie, how many times are you gonna 'duh' me?"

"However many times it takes before you knock me unconscious. Hehehehehe"

"You're an idiot."

"I know you are but what am I." I had a feeling this would have stumped her, but sadly it did not.

"You're an idiot." I let her get away with this one, it took her close to minute to figure what to say. " Now come on, we have to find Beth. I will never leave without her."

Then magically a big poof of pink sparkly dust came right in front of us. It was beautiful.

"Oh my God! it's the Good witch of the North." Celia jumped up and down excitedly.

But then from out of the cloud came a tall skinny man who was falling and stumbling because his hair was so freakin' big. I could already tell exactly who it was.

"Oh, never mind." Celia continued. "It's just the Goblin King. What a fag"

I couldn't believe he was standing right there, in front of me. The character every child imagines, well, I mean usually it's only in their nightmares, but he was right there. The Goblin King.

"Told you he looks good in the pants" Celia whispered.

I grinned, grabbing her wrist and pulling Celia behind a nearby corner.

"Why did you that? I thought you wanted to meet him?" Celia asked, clearly confused.

"Not now, we need to get some things sorted out before we go prancing in there".

Celia nodded and began to say something, but was cut off by a gruff voice.

"Yea, we need to get you two ready."

"Hoggle?" I asked, hopefully.

The thing standing in front of us groaned "Oh, it's HIGGLE!"

"Ohhhkkkaaaay". I was pretty sure he was lying, "Why do we need to get ready? What are we getting ready for?"

"The wedding, of course. We need to get you two dressed, you cannot attend a wedding dressed like that", Higgle pointed at our clothes, "Not to worry, I'll take you to your rooms." Higgle trotted off down the corridor.

Celia and I looked at each other, "Our rooms?" we asked in unison.

"We haven't got all day!" Higgle exclaimed, standing with his hands on his hips.

I looked at Celia, smiled and skipped down to where Higgle was standing, "We haven't got all day, Celia, c'mon!" Celia booked it.

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An hour or so later, Celia and I were standing in front of the mirror in my room, gawking.

"Damn, we look good" I laughed.

"Quite gangster, if I do say so myself" Celia replied. (3)

I was wearing a sleeveless sage-green gown that tied up at the back. My hair was left down and it was curly. They made me wear heels. You do not make Abbie Minor wear heels. As if I need to be any taller.

Celia was wearing an almost white, yellow gown with big, puffy sleeves. I stifled a laugh when I first saw her. I defiantly got the better dress. Her hair was pulled back, a few curly strands framed her face.

"Kid, we don't have dates!" I said, "We are going to look S-T-U-P-I-D!"

"We're going to look what?" Obviously, being out of school for two months had mushed Celia's brain. She had forgotten how to spell.

"Stupid, stupid!" I said, fluffing one of her puffy sleeves. I was never letting her forget this.

"Man, I wish we had dates" Celia sighed.

"Famous dates" I added.

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(1) Celia's answer to a question for our yearbook survey:

If you were stranded on a desert island what would you bring?

My friends, a digital camera, a laptop, some sorts of floating device, and band aids 'cause you never know.

(2) My answer for 'Favourite Saying' on the year book survey.

(3) EVERYTHING is gangster to Celia.

Well, there it is. The first chapter. YEE! We doubt the other chapters will as long and this may or may not be updated for a while.

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