I don't own any of this, et cetera.
Making a crystal was one thing, using it was quite another.
"I tried to warp myself there, not you," Sarah shouted angrily back at Hoggle, who clutched to the chandelier on the ceiling.
"Get me's down now!" Hoggle cried, glaring down at Sarah.
"I'm trying, now just be quiet," Sarah muttered, closing her eyes and trying to picture Hoggle on the ground, unharmed.
"On the ground, not in it!"
"Sorry, I told you I couldn't do this," Sarah said, trying once more to get Hoggle to stay on the ground, being as he was currently half stuck in the floor.
"Ah, maybe we should, ah, work on shapeshifting my lady," Sir Didymus volunteered timidly, glancing as Hoggle dusted off his pants.
"No, no more shapeshifting. Last time I tried that, I flew sideways and when I went back to my original form, I ended up without clothes in the middle of the Labyrinth, unable to transport myself back! No more shapshifting," Sarah said, flinging herself onto the throne and absently twirling crystals in her hand.
"You'll be able to control the magic soon, Lady Sarah," Didymus said encouragingly.
Hoggle muttered something under his breath and went to tell the goblins it was safe to enter the throne room, Sarah was done practicing for the day.
Several weeks passed and Sarah was able to control the magic…most of the time.
"My lady? Are you almost dressed, you need to begin soon?" Sir Didymus called through the door of the dressing room, glancing back at Hoggle who was pacing around the bedroom.
"I can't wear this! All I need is a whip and I could go to a costume party as a dominatrix!" Sarah shouted as she threw open the door and strode out. The outfit was basically the same as Jareth had worn the first time she had seen him, slightly modified for her modification of course.
The high collared cape left a suffocating cloud of glitter behind her as she walked carefully in the stiletto high heeled boots that came up to her calf. The tight black shirt had a low V-neck and was covered in mounds of frothy black lace.
She ran a black gloved hand through her teased up hair and grimaced as she saw her overly makeuped reflection in the mirror.
"I can't do this, I look awful," she moaned, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Yous gottsa do it," Hoggle protested.
"You shall do fine my lady, and you look wonderful."
"When exactly am I supposed to do this?"
Hoggle glanced at the clock on the wall. "Ins about ten minutes."
"You still haven't found Jareth? Aren't you looking hard enough?" Sarah demanded as they made their way to her throne room.
"My lady, we have Sir Ludo, several goblins, and several fierys looking for him. We shall find him eventually."
"Well, it's not soon enough for me," Sarah said irritably, calling up a crystal and watching as a girl of about fifteen began to say the exact words the goblins had been waiting for.
"I wish the goblins would come and take you away…right now."
