Again, these are unrelated. One more to follow this one, and I actually like that one the best out of these three. This one, however, I like as well. It's a well-revisited idea here in the Labyrinth fandom so there's that but I feel like every author has to have such a fic at one point or another. So long as they are both aware that it's been redone to pieces and they try to do something new with it. I think I did something new here.
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Sarah's husband had done it to them. He and Sarah used to read to their children, a son and daughter aged two and four, from her ancient and lovingly worn copy of The Labyrinth, and in an argument he had used The Right Words against her as a way of degrading her sentimentality. They had been fighting a lot recently. But Sarah had never even thought that her husband might stumble across The Right Words somehow—as they weren't in the book, and she'd never spoken them since The Night.
One had to wish for The Right Words, and the goblins would give them to the wisher. Goblins did things like that, granting wishes.
"I wish the goblins would take the three of you away. Right now."
The familiar cackles, despite twenty years interim, interspersed with "The Lady, the Kingy's Lady!" And then the windows crashing open and in the confusion the Goblin King stood to his full, heeled height. You cowered before me. She knew that her time in the Labyrinth had been real, but had never spoken of it—there was no need, and Karen had already been giving her funny looks for her improved behavior after The Night. And I was frightening.
"Well, well, well Adam we meet once again—it would seem that removing…problems…is much more your style than fixing them. Now—do you choose to navi—"
"No. Take them, I don't want them—I want my dreams back."
"But once upon a time Sarah was your dream I recall," there was something hard in Jareth's voice, now coming from behind her head as he laid his hands on her shoulders.
"Not this! Not two screaming kids and no money! What happened to the traveling and the expensive dinners, the big house with just us?"
Sarah's world fell down around her right then. Not only had her husband just wished her and their children away, but she had been a token exchange for someone else that Adam had wished away. She swayed but Jareth caught her by moving one arm around her waist.
"What's said is said—you took your dreams, but failed to make them come true. The fault is yours, I'm afraid. Sarah may yet come back, but that is for her to decide I think," and with that she was gone—Underground.
"Nothing will ever hurt again, sweet Sarah."
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