Disclaimer: I do not, nor shall I ever own 'Labyrinth', so called.
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Chapter Four - Enter Parents
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"Come back with me to my labyrinth, Sarah."
Sarah waited, arms crossed over her chest.
"What, you're not even going to make it worth my while, like offering to turn Toby back to normal?"
Jareth looked at her strangely.
"Well, no, Sarah. I had thought I'd already explained this. I cant turn Toby 'normal;', as you put it. You never listen to
what I say." Sarah rolled her eyes.
"You are such a whiner in the real world!" Jareth looked affronted.
"Go eat some dinner", Sarah said. " I made salmon."
"I don't like samin.", said Jareth.
"You've never tried it before", she said.
"How would you know?" said Jareth.
"Describe it to me", she commanded.
Jareth began to look shifty.
"It's, uh, it's a . . . . . vegetable?"
"Close, but no tamale."
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Jareth grumpily enjoyed his salmon far above the ground, on Sarah's countertop. He refused to dine with the Toby creature much in the same fashion that he refused to dine with his own subjects.
"Where are your parents, Sarah?", asked Jareth, suddenly noticing their mysterious absence for the entirety of the story thus far.
"What? Oh, they usually carpool home around–" The door opened.
"Sarah? Toby? We're home! Wait, who is he?!!"
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