Hello all! I hope you're enjoying this. I'm actually really proud of myself. I'm doing pretty good with keeping up with this while doing everything else in my life. Any who without further ado, here's chapter 2. I've been waiting so long to get this up. I almost have chapter 3 done! Yay!

Oh, yeah I don't own anything but my character Shannon. I ought to let you guys know that.

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2-Cheesy Popcorn and Stationary Bubbles

I could feel the sunlight hitting my face. I'm awake, but I don't want to open my eyes and get up. I don't want to get it up; my bed is way too comfy and I feel like my head is going to explode. Did I drink last night? The last thing I remember doing was my nightly yoga routine and then I sat in the living room and watched some weird Sci-Fi movie with Sarah. Did someone bring booze to the meteor shower party? I wouldn't be surprised. I had the weirdest dream though. It was crazy, but it felt so real. I've got to tell Sarah about it. I wonder if she's going to come into my room and wake me up soon? Oh wait I think I heard the door open.

"Ugh, man." I said into the pillow. "There must have been something in the cheesy popcorn we bought, Sar. Or someone must have brought some really strong booze to the party last night because I had the craziest dream. It seemed so real, crazy huh." I then rolled over to lay on my back, put my arms behind my head, and kept my eyes closed. "You and me, we were arguing about the Goblin King and you accidentally wished me away to him. You tried to tell him you didn't mean it and you even tried to make deals with him, but it was no use and his royal hotness and his super-size-me package took me away to his castle, and-" I sat up in my bed and began to open my eyes so I could gauge Sarah's reaction to my dream. I looked at my surroundings, but instead of being in my bedroom in my loft talking to Sarah, I was in a new environment, what looked like a bed chamber from a medieval castle; but I found out that I wasn't alone.

There standing in the corner of the room was the royal hotness that I spoke of just then, hands crossed over his chest, leaning on the wall, head slightly tilted, and grinning smugly at me. I probably boosted his ego or something, but I couldn't help but just stare at him. "and…um…Oh God."

"No need for formality, just call me Jareth," He moseyed over to the side of the bed, still grinning. "but his royal hotness and his super-size-me package does have a nice ring to it." He inched his way onto the bed. Before I knew it, he was hovering over me, his face way too close to me. "Don't you agree Shannon?" he murmured. Oh yeah, I definitely boosted his ego.

"No, no, no." I muttered while I scooted away from him, falling off the bed in the process. I rose up as quickly as possible and got as far away from him and the bed as humanly possible. "I'm not supposed to be here, last night I ate some bad cheesy popcorn and had a crazy ass dream." I reasoned. I think aloud, I'll admit it, but I think it helps me work out things easier.

"Wait." I said out loud. I almost laughed at my stupidity. "I'm still dreaming. Alrighty, Shannon. Let's wake up now." I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled it, and opened my eyes again. Nothing, still in the same room, but where's the Goblin King?

"Hmmm." I began to think of what else I could do to wake myself up when suddenly, "Ouch!" I squeaked. I spun around to see the Goblin King smiling at me, hands near places where they shouldn't go. The Goblin King just pinched my ass, really hard too! The pervert.

"What the-! What did you do that for?" I glared at him, that really hurt. I was half tempted to rub the place he had just pinched, but I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction.

"To show you that you're not dreaming." He replied nonchalantly.

"Gee thanks, your majesty. How could I ever repay you for such kindness?" My words dripping with sarcasm. I walked away from him, going to the window to check out the scene. Yep, I am definitely in the Labyrinth. The view was actually breathtaking, you could see everything; the forest, the stone maze, the hedge maze, the outer wall, everything. I think I may have mouthed the word Wow.

I then felt two strong arms snaking around my waist, actually it was more up toward my chest, slightly touching my breast. I could feel his rock hard yet extremely warm chest and abs on my back "Oh, I know of some things you could do." he whispered in my ear, his was voice like velvet. I shivered and my vision became clouded. I was getting aroused. How the hell does he do that?

"Such as?" I inquired in a very husky voice, which I thought for a moment wasn't mine. While getting some pretty risqué and very carnal images in my head that I would usually never think of.

He sniggered as if he could see what images I was thinking of in my head. "Well," his breath tickling my neck. "you can clean up the throne room for starters." WHAT! That was not what I was expecting to hear. If this was a movie where romantic music was playing in the background, this would be the part where the vinyl makes the weird noise and abruptly stops.

I grabbed his arms and threw them off me. I am pissed, no way in hell am I going to clean for this prick. I couldn't even keep my own room clean to save my life. " And why would I do that?" I scowled at him, crossing my arms over my chest.

He furrowed his brow and put his hands on his hips, looking quite agitated with my defiance. "Because I'm the king and I will make my subjects do whatever I want them to do." Oh no he did not just say that!

"Ok, first." I step towards him. I do not do well with people who think they can control me, you can ask me to do something nicely and I will do it for you no questions asked (unless, of course, it's illegal). "I am nobody's subject, servant, slave, or what have you." I poke my finger into his chest. "Secondly, king or not there is no way in hell I am going to take orders from you." I emphasize the you, by poking his chest extra hard with my index finger. His eyes begin to grow dark and I can see his gloved hands curl into fists. Me and my stupid mouth. I then start thinking of the song My Stupid Mouth, then about John Mayer, how adorable he is and how I could be singing to him about how his body is most definitely a wonderland.

I hate it when I space out at the wrong times. Especially when I have an extremely pissed off Goblin King in front of me, who probably could snap me in half with no difficulty. Then within a blink of an eye, I find myself once again snapped out of my la la land by the Goblin King, who once again had me pinned between him and a wall. If he was like Cyclops from the X-men, he would definitely be burning holes into my eyes with his.

"Shannon, it would be in your best interest to not defy me. I have been generous, but mark my words, I can be very cruel." He snarled.

"Let go of me!" I shrieked.

"Aw, Shannon." He pushed a stray strand of my hair that had fallen into my face back behind my ear and traced my jaw with his fingers. "Why the sudden change of heart?" He moved his face closer to mine. "It was not but a few hours ago that you were enjoying yourself in this position. I know I was. Although," He paused, and looked me in the eye with that 'I'm gonna have you screaming my name before the day is out' look." I would have liked to have gotten a little bit farther." He starts to nuzzle my neck, taking in my scent while his hands start to roam over my body. Damn it.

Once again the alarms are going off in my head. Think, Shannon! What did Sarah say to make him leave her alone? Aha! I know the answer. "You…you…You have no power over me!" I shout out, hoping that it would work.

He stops. He looks me in the eye, grinning from ear to ear. "Oh that's where you are so very wrong, love. For you see, my power over you grows stronger and stronger with every second." What a Phantom of the Operaish thing to say. "You are mine, well you will be in every sense of the word soon enough." My eyes grow wide with terror. That's when I realize that I'm in some really deep shit right about now. Fuckity, fuck, fuck. He steps away from me and says,

"You have 1 hour to get cleaned up and dressed properly for breakfast. I will send up someone in 45 minutes to bring you to the dining hall to join me. If not, I will have to punish you. Is that clear?" I nod my head. "Good." With that, he walks toward the door and leaves the room.

'Great. Just wonderful, I just had to go and piss off Sarah enough to get me wished away to a psychopathic pervert. Lucky me. Oh well, might as well make the best of this.' I thought.

Besides the door that Jareth just left, there were two other doors. I walked over one and opened it. Inside was a massive closet, however there were no clothes in it. Weird. I closed the door and walked over to door number 2. Inside was a massive, marble bathroom, which contained a giant bathtub that could probably fit you and ten of your friends, a glass shower that had water flow out from all sides and you could fit a Hummer in, a sink that looked like it was made entirely out of gold, and a toilet that was also looked as though it was made of gold, but other than that looked pretty normal.

"Oh wow." I gasped. "For a guy who doesn't have electricity," which I noticed he doesn't, which sucks for me "he sure does have some pretty darn sweet bathrooms." I look at the shower, then I look at the bathtub trying to decide which to choose from. The bathtub won, I needed to relax a little and think things through. I turned on the water, put in some bath salts, beads, and bubble mix into the bath and turned the water off when it was close to the brim of the tub. I look around to make sure that his royal pain in the side wasn't in the room, took off my clothes, and slid into the tub.

It was heaven in the form of a bubble bath. It was perfect. I could get use to these at least. I closed my eyes and let my worries slip away for a few moments. Then I had the sudden feeling of being watched. I looked around. Nobody, only me and my bubble bath. I did notice that there were some bubbles floating up and around me, kind of like the ones in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory when they're in the bubble room.

"Oo. Pretty bubbles…wait a minute." That's when I noticed one in particular. This particular one, unlike the others, was not floating up or moving. Instead it was quite stationary. I looked closer at it and low and behold, I see the image of a very smug Goblin King in the bubble. I yelped. "You pervert!" I reached up and popped the bubble with my finger, while keeping the rest of my body up to my neck underneath the rest of the bubbles.

"What?" I heard his disembodied voice coyly ask, as if he wasn't doing anything wrong. "Just checking to make sure you're doing as you're told."

"Yea freaking right." I protest. "Quit it spying on me or I'll-"

"You'll do what, love?" His booming voice interjected.

I thought for a moment and said, "I'll make it to where you'll never have children, ever." I smirked at the thought of kicking the Goblin King in the place where the sun never shines (or at least I thought it didn't).

He scoffed. "I'd really love to see you try, darling."

Before I could think, I snapped back with, "It wouldn't be too hard seeing how the target isn't really hard to miss." I cringed, blushed a really deep beet red, and sank my face into the bubbles in embarrassment. Stupid, stupid, stupid me.

"Oh so you've noticed, love?" I could imagine him just smirking at my comment. I just made his ego go up again.

"Are you just distracting me from getting to the dining hall on time?" I questioned, trying my hardest to change the subject.

There was moment of silence and he responded, "…Maybe." If you've ever seen anything with Mike Myers in it, the way he sometimes says the word maybe, that's exactly how Jareth had responded. (I would look up either the Shrek ones or Fat Bastard from Austin Powers if you don't understand what I'm talking about.)

I sighed. I was getting very annoyed, maybe if I just ask nicely, he'll go away. "Please go away, your Majesty."

There was silence again as if he was thinking about something. "Well, since you asked so nicely," Yay, I won! "but I expect payment for this request." Crap I lost!

Sigh. "Fine, I'll clean the throne room, happy?" I guess I can try and turn a new leaf. I won't like it, but I'll try, better than some weird type of punishment.

"Oh you're not getting off that easy." I look around wide eyed. Crappers. He chuckles. "You'll see Shannon. Better hurry though. Time is short, you only have 15 minutes to get ready and get to the dining hall."

"Oh, snap!" Did he just waste that much time with me? Damn him! I jump out of the bathtub almost slipping on the marble floor and breaking my neck, grabbed a towel dried off my body and wrapped it around my hair to help it dry (this is when I miss my blow-dryer the most), wrapped a robe I found around me, and ran out into the bed chamber, then I noticed that my yoga outfit that I was wearing was gone. I walked over to the closet. Nothing.

"Hmm, where are my clothes? Where are any clothes for that matter?" I contemplate. That's when my attention went over to the bed. I walk over to it.

"What's this?" There, laying on the bed, was the most skimpiest Marie Antoinette costume looking dress that I have ever seen in my life. A dress that was black, the skirt went to about mid-thigh, there was a corset made inside the bodice so that my breast would be lifted and smushed in a way that I'm sure they would pop out very easily, and with that all the frills and bows that made me even more sick. I hate with all my heart things that are frilly and that have bows on them, I am not a girly girl. Along with said dress was a pair of black lacy knee high stockings, and a pair of shoes that were crazy high pumps (kind of like the ones you see Gwen Stefani wear sometimes) and I would probably have the hardest time walking in without falling over, and a black thong, yippee. Next to the outfit, was a note.

My dearest Shannon,

Wear this dress down to the dining hall.

~ Jareth, King of Goblins

Oh that was the straw the broke the camel's back. I started screaming, "Like hell am I going to wear this dress. I don't care what the punishment is, I am not going in this get-up. I am not going wear a dress that looks like it was made for a person who's a size two." which I am most definitely not. "If I even take a little breath, I'm gonna pop out and pretty much tear this dress to…shreds." That's when I realized that was probably his plan the whole entire time. "Oh, when I get my hands on that…that…that freakin glitter wearing, prancing son of a bi-"

"I wouldn't finish that if I were you." I jumped at the sound of his voice. I looked around and there he was leaning against the door frame.

"Do you really expect me to wear this?" I pick up the dress with disgust, shaking it to emphasize my point.

"Yes."

"Well I'm not." I let the dress drop to back onto the bed, cross my arms and glare at him with all my might.

"You don't have a choice." He starts to look pissed off again. I should have stopped, but like Sarah when I'm angry I can't stop speaking my mind. Stupid me.

"I would rather take a bubble bath in the Bog of Eternal Stench than wear this sorry excuse for a rag, let alone a dress." I point to the offending dress. "What did you do, ask the tailor to make a stripper dress for a ten-year old? I won't even be able to fit on leg into this thing."

He moves a little bit closer to wear I am, wanting to bore holes into me with his eyes. "You will wear what I tell you to wear."

"No!" sounding like a 6 year old version of myself.

"Shannon." He growls my name, warning me not to push it anymore.

"No, I am not going to be treated like a slave!" I stomp towards him. My hair falls out of the towel I was using to dry it with on the way. "You think you can order me around, but you can't. You say that you can be cruel, well guess what dipstick? I can certainly make your life a living hell, that is a promise. Now give me some decent clothing." Stupid. I am an idiot. If I thought I was mad, Jareth was a hundred times as mad. I could see it now and I was afraid.

He roared at me. I tried to run away from him, but he grabbed my arm, threw me onto the bed, pinned me down with his body, held both of my wrists in one hand, and grabbed my throat with the other, holding it so I had to look him in the eyes. "You are to never speak to me in that manner ever again, do you hear me?" He yelled at my face. "I can easily put you into an oubliette or something much worse with just a snap of my fingers, so don't think that I won't, little girl." I hate when people call me little girl. I'm twenty freakin years old, I may be short, like 5'1 (five feet tall and one inch) but c'mon! That's just annoying. He laid there on top of me for a few moments, looking at the fear written all over my face, and calmed himself down. He rose off of me and walked away, back still towards me and said, "Oh and by the way you now only have 10 minutes to get to the dining hall, better hurry love." He turned around to face me again. "And you better have that dress on." He pointed toward the dress that laid beside me and disappears.

"Damn you, Goblin King!" I get in before he disappears completely. After all that, I'm surpised I didn't go into possum mode (*will be explained later on*). I suppose it comes and goes. That scared the hell out of me, I definitely don't want to see that again. Ten minutes! I get up, disrobe, put my hair up into a messy bun, and quickly as I possible can, shimmy the dress on. It's a really tight fit, but somehow I manage to get it on all the way. I notice on the bed a black thong. Figures. I didn't have anytime to waste so I just slip it on. I put the stockings on and grab the shoes. There's no way I'll be able to run in them, so I'll just slip them on before I go into the dining hall. I run out the door to see a little green…thing, staring up at me.

"Hi, I don't have that much time left, so take me to the dining hall, pronto." I tell it quickly. It doesn't do anything. "Um, hello? Earth to little green dude?" Still staring at me. I then realize that I'm not wearing anything underneath besides the thong and he's got a lovely view of it. Perverts. "Hey! Listen you little twerp! I need to get to the dining hall NOW!" I pick it up by it's ear so that it's eyes level with me. "If you don't stop looking up my skirt and get me to the effing dining hall in four minutes I will beat the snot out of you! Take me there, NOW!" I growled at it and threw it to the ground.

"Yes, miss!" It said as it picked itself up and dusted off some imaginary dirt.

"GO!" I yell at it, threatening to kick it.

"Ok, ok!" It ran and I followed.

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Meanwhile, in the dining hall of the castle. An eager Goblin King sits lazily in one of the chairs watching Shannon as she runs with all her might to keep up with the little goblin through his crystal. He laughs, smiles, and says to himself , "That's my girl."

I edited this one as well, thought it needed to be tightened up a bit. Anywho.

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Yay, another chapter done. I'm not sure where I'm still going with this, but if you have any ideas, they would be appreciated. I'm thinking of the next chapter as having Sarah trying to find a way to get Shannon back, maybe bringing in Hoggle, and maybe the scene with Shannon and Jareth in the dining hall. If you want an idea of what I was thinking of for the dress that Jareth wants Shannon to wear, I have two ideas that look similar that you can look up. Just undo the spaces I put in between. So tell me, masses of people reading my story, how are you enjoying my Labyrinth fic? Let me know!

~3~ always,

Ms. Lady 17

http: // www. spirithalloween. com/ product /Sexy-Marie-of-the-Court-Adult-Costume/

Or

http: // www. spirithalloween. com/ product /Playboy-Madame-Masquerade-Adult-Costume/

For the shoes, type in Sexy Snow White in the search box, or it may be under the "you may also like" for these two costumes.