A/N: Alright people, hold your horses. It's only been, like, four days since I've updated… Too long? I wish I could say that I'll update all weekend, but I'm band from the computer for both Saturday and Sunday. :P On with the story! P.S. The dress that is the cover for this story is what April's is supposed to look like. If you don't like it then tell me.
Disclaimer: *sigh* For the millionth time, I DO NOT OWN LABYRINTH!
April found herself in a sparkling room filled with dancing people in expensive clothing. Most were wearing masks and sneering at her. She looked down to make sure she didn't have something on her shirt.
What's going on?! April thought angrily, seeing that instead of her T-shirt, leather, and jeans she was wearing a ball gown. The dress was dark purple with black tool covering it. Silver rhinestones were dotted about on the strapless dress and a large diamond sat on the bodice. April had to admit she looked pretty good in the dress.
She went up to one of the dancing people and tapped them on the shoulder. "Excuse me, ma'am?"
The woman, thing, or whatever just cackled at her.
"How rude." April muttered, moving on. Where am I even? I don't remember anything.
She drifted through the crowd, looking for a familiar face, object, anything. She hated that she couldn't remember how she had gotten there, or what she had been doing before she was there. She was very confused and wanted some help. I wish there was someone who would show me the way out of here…
Few people would do anything besides laugh at her so April sat down in a miserable heap. Soon she spotted a vaguely familiar face in the crowd. Well, the face wasn't recognizable because of the mask covering it, but she knew that it was someone whom she could talk to.
The person came over to her and bowed. "May I have this dance?" He removed the mask and April gasped.
"You!" She knew that he was bad news, but she couldn't remember why.
"My dear, it is impolite to leave someone waiting," The man commented.
April shrugged. "I don't remember why I don't like you so whatever." She took his extended hand and the two glided onto the dance floor.
"This may sound rude, but what's your name?" April asked suddenly.
"Jareth." The man purred.
"Seems like I've heard that somewhere recently…" April started. Jareth cut her off and began to sing along with the elegant music.
When he was done April smiled. "You've got a great voice."
Jareth smiled also: Perhaps she'll be easier than her mother…
April turned away for a moment and stopped dancing. Jareth grew worried; the clock bell hadn't even rung yet. What could be distracting her?
"Um," April frowned and turned back to Jareth, "C-can I sit down for a minute?"
"Of course my dear." He led her over to a velvet lined chair and helped her sit down.
April was looking around the room as if searching for someone. This puzzled Jareth.
I'm supposed to be the main focus of this dream. He looked everywhere, trying to find something out of place. Then he spotted it, April did to.
Jareth growled and picked April up. He walked as far away from the "blemish" as he could and set April down. He smiled reassuringly at April, but it was too late.
"Hey…" She said slowly, "Jareth? Why are we at a ball? What happened to the labyrinth?"
The Goblin King knew it wouldn't be long until she got angry with him so he acted quickly. "I know it's rather confusing," For me as well, nothing like this has ever happened. "But Hoggle fed you a poisoned plum and you nearly died. We are in one of my crystals, were you'll be safe until I can find the cure."
April's skeptical look deepened. "Then why is Henry here?"
Jareth swore under his breath. So she'd noticed too.
A/N: sorry about the cliff hanger everyone. It was too delicious to pass up. : ) Thanks for the idea Mrs. Barnes (where did you get the idea for your user name?). I'll update when I get the chance. Bye for now!