Chapter 2
Sarah opened her eyes.
"Yes!" She was in the Goblin Castle, in a featureless hallway. She could see no source of light, but it wasn't dark. Now she could see her friends. As soon as she got out of the castle, that is.
She made her way down the hallway, hoping that this wasn't one of those endless tunnels, like in the labyrinth. Sarah walked forward, wanting to find a way out and get to her friends, when she saw a door. She opened it, slowly allowing soft light to spill out. The first thing she saw was a huge window, taking up the whole far wall. Soft light fell into the room, as if it was just before dawn. There was a dresser identical to her's on the left. In the mirror over the dresser she saw herself, and as she saw what was behind her, she gave a startled gasp and whirled around.
There, on the side of the large, soft bed, lay her enemy, splayed and defenseless. His face sparkled in the sunlight, and his hair was disheveled, like the rays of a disobedient sun. The expression of innocence on his face did nothing to betray the crimes committed against her.
Sarah watched him for a moment, wary. Jareth was a devious bastard, he might only be pretending that he was asleep. She stood and watched him for what seemed like minutes more, then slowly creeping forwards.
He looked quite beautiful, really, without that smug expression on his face. There was no makeup, his face was clear. Sarah smirked as she imagined goblins helping the king put on eyeliner. Speaking of, Sarah had lipstick in her pocket, right now. And there was Jareth, oh so pliant. It was all very convenient. Sarah thought for a moment that she could wait. Stalk out the opportune moment to make Jareth's life hell, but no. The Goblin King was bound to notice an intruder as soon as he woke up. She took out the lipstick. Off went the cap. Peach pink. How fitting.