A/N: Well I'm back and still alive. Please have mercy on me I was not expecting my muse to take the story the way she did! Toby will get better she promises. Yanks on chain

"Don't you?"

Elizabeth glares at me then smirks wickedly, "Yeah okay. He will get better. I Promise," holds up her hand innocently.

I glare, "Somehow I don't like the sound of that."

Anyway I don't own the Labyrinth or its characters. Maya and Darious are mine though right along with Malachite and Ninare! Hope you enjoy the story!

Chapter 11: An Iced Puck and Awake At Last

"Again!"

"Toby..."

"I said again!"

Malachite nodded and took up his stance again. The boy had been working tirelessly with the goblins and him to strengthen the Goblin City and his own city of Shendlam. The boy needed a break but refused to listen.

Toby gritted his teeth and dodged the jab that came quickly his way. Blocking the kick, he stooped down and grabbed the ankle that was grounded and pulled up with all his strength. Malachite went down hard. Gasping, he rolled out of the way of a vicious kick to the ribs.

"Toby! Enough!"

The boy continued as if he hadn't heard him. Malachite tried to dodge the blows until he realized that the child wasn't even with him anymore. Quickly, knowing that he would only get one shot at this, he gathered his energy and let his guard down. The boy took the bait and struck hard. A foot struck his head just as he pushed the freezing spell into the boy's chest.

Malachite woke up with Hoggle and Didymus looking down at him. His head throbbed and it was hard for him to think straight. An explosion caused a whimper to slip past his lips as the sound exploded like shrapnel in his head. Quickly he cast a healing spell and sighed with relief as the pain lessened.

Looking at the two he found them staring out at the window. Getting up gingerly, for the healing spell hadn't removed all of his bruises, he looked out and gasped. He went to take up the fight but Hoggle held him back.

"You can't be doing that yer highness. It's a challenge. He must fight this battle on his own!" Hoggle growled out in his raspy voice.

Malachite stopped and stared at the sight before him. Twenty-seven days so far and the boy had shown remarkable strength. He had already gone through fourteen challenges for his throne and he beat them all. His magic was very strong and he seemed to have no end to what he could do with it.

Toby grinned at the fae before him. They were flouting in mid-air and his crystals were floating around him protecting him from the fae's fiery blast. The male growled in frustration at not being able to get past the boy's defenses. Tao was starting to wear down, as his magic was all but depleted. He was forced to concede the battle.

Tao kneeled before the child king. "I, Tao, Eldest of the house of Huram, do here by concede this battle and pledge my allegiance to you, King Tobias of the Goblin City."

"Toby."

Tao blinked... "I beg your pardon, Sire?"

"I, Tobias, King of the Goblin City do here by accept your forfeit of the battle and accept your pledge as a member of my court. From here on out you shall address me as Toby. It is what I prefer to be called." Toby held out his hand in friendship. Grinning mischievously, he warned Tao, "I am a bit trouble maker so be warned. I'm going to give you many headaches... by the way... how are your hand to hand combat skills?"

Oberon gritted his teeth again. The little snot was really bugging him. He refused to come to a court formal as well as a court hearing and he refused to have a council. Oberon growled as he paced in front of his wife. He glared at her, seeing the smile that was trying to surface on her face.

"It's not funny wife! The courts are not to be ignored. He is acting like... like... li..."

"Our son?" She whispered, mirth shining through the tears that shimmered in her eyes but refused to fall.

Titiana couldn't figure out what she wanted to do. The boy was just as exasperating as Jareth was and had the same fondness for flaunting the rules that always had set her husband's teeth one edge with Jareth. It made her want to laugh... It made her want to cry. Jareth and Darious were not getting better and here was a boy that was like a little replica of her beloved son. The situation was one that made her heart ache. The boy refused to let her near him emotionally. However after what he had been through she could understand.

Oberon stopped his pacing and went to comfort his wife. She was having a hard time with losing their sons. She had yet to grieve as well. They both hadn't had a chance to grieve. Malachite and the little snot, as he had come to refer to him, were both doing well with the kingdoms. Shendlam accepted Malachite knowing from the beginning that he was heir apparent. Both kingdoms were sadden by the loss of their previous kings but accepted both of the new ones.

A loud knock on the study doors startled both out of their musings, "Enter!" He barked, irritated.This had better be good!

Ninare, the ice fae, burst through the doors with Puck fast on her heals. "They're awake!" He shouted with happiness. The blue haired fae glared at the young prince and frozen him solid as she took over.

"My lord and lady, your sons are awake. From what I can tell they have no memory of what happened nor who they were partially bonded with. It's strange that Lord Jareth and Lord Darious remember their accepting Lord Tobias and Lord Malachite as their heirs but not anything else."

"As far as we can tell Lord Jareth doesn't have full memory of the last six years and Lord Darious the last nineteen years. It is strange to say the least. It could be because the bonds seem to be severed." Ninare frowned, "It would be best if they took it easy and stayed here for a while. They both have agreed to allow their heirs to rule in thier place. "

Oberon nodded as his wife fell to her knees, thankful that she had her sons back and that they were given a chance to right the wrongs that they had committed against the two. Oberon wrapped his arms around his wife and held her as she cried tears of relief.

Ninare grinned cheekily at the glare that the young master was giving her. She chuckled, "Feeling a bit cold, My Lord?"

With that she winked at him her violet eyes shimmering with mischievous delight as she tossed her pale blue hair behind her and with a puff of glitter she was gone, leaving him to unthaw naturally which would take a good four hours.

Oberon snickered. It wasn't every day that his pain in the ass son had someone get the best of him... Oh how he relished it.

Puck glared at his father. Obviously he was not going to be of any help. Oh well. Ninare had just sealed her fate. Now it was war!

A/N: "Well, that's it for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed Puck's dilemma and YAY! Jareth and Darious were awake! All thanks to my muse."

Elizabeth grins. "I couldn't resist. Puck had to be pranked."

I snicker "Yeah, I totally agree but what will happen next? Is the bond truly broken or is there something else going on? Read and find out..."

"Oh and please Review"