Disclamer: Dont own it, dont sue me. The charaters personalitys, however, ARE MINE!!! muhaha.
Sarah was standing still in shock, partly because the Goblin King was in her kitchen and partly because she just realized how she looked. In fact, she was quickly becoming painfully, acutely, undeniably aware of it. Short black work out shorts, covered in flour, check. Huge baggy grey T-shirt that looked like it got a fight with an angry mongoose and lost, check. Realizing you're in the same kitchen with a guy you have a crush on, have on absolutely no makeup and smell like Jell-o, priceless.
"Hello, Sarah." drawled the Goblin King. He could practically hear her thought process by the look on her face, and he was laughing his kingly arse off. On the inside.
Sarah could no longer hear the music, but she could piece together Toby's maniacal giggling. Her thoughts were racing. Literally. It was a giant string of "ohmyfrigginlordicantbelieveitohmygoshohmyjezuscrackersonastickwtfisTobycoveredinglitter???"
In fact, Toby was covered in glitter. How? The world may never know.
"Toby?! Is that glitter?! What is he doing here? STOP TRYING TO JUGGLE THE EGGS!"
Toby promptly stopped, seeing that his sister was about to have a panic attack. The king was watching this transaction from the sidelines, partly amused and partly terrified of the vicious teenage girl.
"Breath deeply, sis. Member? That's what the guy on momma's shows says to do when you get all yelly like. What was his nameā¦"pondered the four year old. His sister found her way to a stool, and hunched down with her head between her legs. She was hungry.
"All right, Toby, Goblin King. We're making a cake." sighed Sarah.
'What the hell, right? It's just a cake. Yeah, and Jareth wears tight pants cause their comfortable."
Sorry for the delay, and the shortness. Writers block. Review!?
