Chapter Four
Sarah didn't know wether she wanted to walk over there and kick all four of the goblins to kingdom come, melt with embarrassment, or roll on the floor laughing. One of the goblins had Sarah's jeans on its head, the legs wrapped around like a turban and knotted at the top. Another one had Sarah's tank top on, with both arm openings around its neck like a cape. The other two were by far the worst! A tall goblin had Sarah's bra covering its eyes, and a very short goblin was wearing her boxers around its head. Sarah studied the four and finally decided on laughter. She let out a soft chuckle which grew to a loud roar, until finally she had to clutch the sides of the chair just to stay on it. She was in tears and her stomach was killing her. She chanced a look at Jareth. BIG mistake. The expression on Jareth's face only made Sarah laugh harder. Jareth's face was bright red. Jareth glared at her, then turned on the goblins.
"What on earth do you think you are doing?" The goblins froze.
"Um, er, me don' know!" The goblin with the boxers on his head replied stupidly. Jareth growled. "Take that off! Now!"
"Um . . . no."
"WHAT?" Jareth roared.
"Um, yikes?" The four turned and ran toward the door. It was locked. Temporarily forgetting his magic, Jareth began to chase the goblins around the room. That did it. Sarah let go of the chair and threw herself backwards, causing both she and the chair to tumble to the floor with a loud crash. This stopped the activity.
"Ja, Jareth!" Sarah gasped between giggles. "U, use y, your m, magic!" Jareth, realizing what a fool he had made out of himself, quickly used his magic to freeze the goblins.
"You all are going strait to the Bog!" Jareth growled at the goblins.
"No!" Sarah shouted.
"Why?" Jareth asked. As if he cares. Sarah thought darkly.
"Number one they still have my cloths, and number two I don't mind that they took them. The only reason I was angry to begin with was because I thought YOU had taken them." She said. By now Sarah had picked herself up off the floor, and was jabbing her finger repeatedly into the Goblins Kings's chest. Jareth was in momentary shock and unknowingly freed the goblins from his spell. The goblins bolted for the door.
"CHARRRRGE!" Growled a familiar voice right before Ambrosious can bounding in with Sir Didymous on his back, sending the four goblins in every direction. He growled and barked and proceeded to knock them over the heads with his small spear. "Give yond maiden her attire back!" He barked. The goblins, being as stupid as they were, grabbed the nearest weapons they could. Two of them jumped up on the table and grabbed the silverware and began to throw it at Sir Didymous. The other two used the food that had fallen to the ground.
"What's goin on?" Hoggle demanded, rushing into the room. As soon as he did, he got a pie in the face. Sarah could not stop laughing. That was until she got what looked like fish guts all over the lovely dress Jareth had given her. Her checks flushed with anger.
"STOP THIS!" She screamed. The activity stopped. Eight pairs of eyes turned toward her. Sarah couldn't take it any longer. The expression calm before the storm fit this little scenario perfectly. The shock of nearly being rapped, mugged, killed, and returning to the Labyrinth had finally settled in. She had stalled it as long as possible. The laughing fit had simply been Sarah slowly sinking into hysteria. The room started to spin.
"Everything's dancing." Sarah whispered. She giggled softly, then darkness over came her, and she dropped into a dead faint.Luckily Jareth was quick, and he caught just before her head would have crashed into the floor. He cursed himself for not realizing this would happen. He kicked the nearest goblin, the one wearing Sarah's undershirt as a cape, and turned to Hoggle.
"Hoggle, go get me some cold water and towels. I'm taking Sarah back to my room. Didymous, help him. As for you four!" The Goblin King spun around towards the four goblins, who had regrouped near the door. "You go strait to the Bog!" He growled. And without even the slightest flick of his wrist the four goblins disappeared, Sarah's cloths on the floor where they had stood just seconds earlier. Sarah scooped Sarah into his arms and carried her to his bedroom.
Sarah didn't know wether she wanted to walk over there and kick all four of the goblins to kingdom come, melt with embarrassment, or roll on the floor laughing. One of the goblins had Sarah's jeans on its head, the legs wrapped around like a turban and knotted at the top. Another one had Sarah's tank top on, with both arm openings around its neck like a cape. The other two were by far the worst! A tall goblin had Sarah's bra covering its eyes, and a very short goblin was wearing her boxers around its head. Sarah studied the four and finally decided on laughter. She let out a soft chuckle which grew to a loud roar, until finally she had to clutch the sides of the chair just to stay on it. She was in tears and her stomach was killing her. She chanced a look at Jareth. BIG mistake. The expression on Jareth's face only made Sarah laugh harder. Jareth's face was bright red. Jareth glared at her, then turned on the goblins.
"What on earth do you think you are doing?" The goblins froze.
"Um, er, me don' know!" The goblin with the boxers on his head replied stupidly. Jareth growled. "Take that off! Now!"
"Um . . . no."
"WHAT?" Jareth roared.
"Um, yikes?" The four turned and ran toward the door. It was locked. Temporarily forgetting his magic, Jareth began to chase the goblins around the room. That did it. Sarah let go of the chair and threw herself backwards, causing both she and the chair to tumble to the floor with a loud crash. This stopped the activity.
"Ja, Jareth!" Sarah gasped between giggles. "U, use y, your m, magic!" Jareth, realizing what a fool he had made out of himself, quickly used his magic to freeze the goblins.
"You all are going strait to the Bog!" Jareth growled at the goblins.
"No!" Sarah shouted.
"Why?" Jareth asked. As if he cares. Sarah thought darkly.
"Number one they still have my cloths, and number two I don't mind that they took them. The only reason I was angry to begin with was because I thought YOU had taken them." She said. By now Sarah had picked herself up off the floor, and was jabbing her finger repeatedly into the Goblins Kings's chest. Jareth was in momentary shock and unknowingly freed the goblins from his spell. The goblins bolted for the door.
"CHARRRRGE!" Growled a familiar voice right before Ambrosious can bounding in with Sir Didymous on his back, sending the four goblins in every direction. He growled and barked and proceeded to knock them over the heads with his small spear. "Give yond maiden her attire back!" He barked. The goblins, being as stupid as they were, grabbed the nearest weapons they could. Two of them jumped up on the table and grabbed the silverware and began to throw it at Sir Didymous. The other two used the food that had fallen to the ground.
"What's goin on?" Hoggle demanded, rushing into the room. As soon as he did, he got a pie in the face. Sarah could not stop laughing. That was until she got what looked like fish guts all over the lovely dress Jareth had given her. Her checks flushed with anger.
"STOP THIS!" She screamed. The activity stopped. Eight pairs of eyes turned toward her. Sarah couldn't take it any longer. The expression calm before the storm fit this little scenario perfectly. The shock of nearly being rapped, mugged, killed, and returning to the Labyrinth had finally settled in. She had stalled it as long as possible. The laughing fit had simply been Sarah slowly sinking into hysteria. The room started to spin.
"Everything's dancing." Sarah whispered. She giggled softly, then darkness over came her, and she dropped into a dead faint.Luckily Jareth was quick, and he caught just before her head would have crashed into the floor. He cursed himself for not realizing this would happen. He kicked the nearest goblin, the one wearing Sarah's undershirt as a cape, and turned to Hoggle.
"Hoggle, go get me some cold water and towels. I'm taking Sarah back to my room. Didymous, help him. As for you four!" The Goblin King spun around towards the four goblins, who had regrouped near the door. "You go strait to the Bog!" He growled. And without even the slightest flick of his wrist the four goblins disappeared, Sarah's cloths on the floor where they had stood just seconds earlier. Sarah scooped Sarah into his arms and carried her to his bedroom.