Sweet Possibilities
Author's Disclaimer: No, I don't own Labyrinth. I just like to play with random ideas and ship Sarah and Jareth together. The prompt this month was a photo album made during Sarah's run. This one is short; it gets across the main idea I had. Apologies to anyone who likes 80's fashion. I hope you enjoy!
~~~-SJSJSJ-~~~
Chapter 26: Revenge
"Gotcha!"
It was a common word that Jareth got used to hearing from Sarah.
As Sarah grew up, her love of acting morphed into a love of costumes and designing. As a result, she learned how to wield a camera to properly capture the beautiful art she created.
When she started dating Jareth, that camera was unleashed with gleeful pride, to take cute couple shots, as well as some embarrassing candid shots of Jareth (with blackmail shots that continued to be a source of entertainment at night for the married couple).
Year after year, Jareth agreed to the barrage of pictures because he loved being the center of attention and showing off by having Sarah with him.
However, what Sarah did not know was that Jareth was plotting his revenge.
It took many years to exact his justice, but it was swift and complete.
One day, Sarah was showing some of her new dress designs to her daughter, who showed appropriate awe of her mother's artistic genius and emulated her. As the two giggled and discussed colors, Jareth strolled into the room, his son hiding behind him with Sarah's camera.
"More new designs, Sarah?"
"Yes, these ones are inspired by our trip to the elven realms."
"They're so beautiful," gushed their sixteen year old daughter.
"True," said Jareth, "but I'm still partial to Sarah's first dress she ever designed. Has she shown you a picture of that one yet? She even modeled it herself."
"What do you mean, Jareth?" asked Sarah in confusion. "I never created and wore my first ones."
"You did for this one, dearest. I remember it well, mostly because I keep a picture of it with me at all times to remember where you started. Would you like to see it? I snuck a few photos of it during your run through this Labyrinth, just as our daughter will have to do one day in order to become Goblin Queen."
Sarah's eyes widened in shock and comprehension as she heard her oldest squeal, "You actually have a photo of Mom from her run?! Yes! I'd love to see it!"
"With pleasure," said Jareth, whipping out his photo album of her run and opening it to the famed white ballgown.
Sarah cringed in horror and blushed as her daughter exclaimed, "Really, Mom? You succumbed to the 80's, too? I expected it of everyone else, but not you!"
Generations to come would have that moment memorialized, and Jareth guarded those photos of Sarah's reaction with his life.
~~~-SJSJSJ-~~~
Author's Notes: It's all very silly, yes. It is what I love doing, and after that bit of angst last chapter, I want to indulge. Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed!