The Labyrinth Re-Traveled
Im working on this at an extremely rapid rate! I'M SUPER WOMAN!!
Okay, enough of that..^_^
Sarah couldn't put her book down. She could understand why she had been so interested in the story when she was younger. It was entrancing. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the pages. But she was halfway through, and she still couldn't find anything that would explain why Jareth had come back.
"Maybe he didn't, Maybe i'm just loosing my mind." She flopped onto floor and burried her face into the carpet. She had always thought that she was a little crazy, i mean think now, how many kids do you know dream of men in spandex with magic crystals and L.S.D peaches? She picked her head out of the shag carpet and stretched her hands out in front of her and opened the book again. She read the page where she had gotton the line that banished Jareth, and her eyes widened. Under the typed print were words hand-writen in black ink.
Come now Sarah, you seem like a smart girl, did you really think your little mystical fortune cookie shit would be the end of me? I'm the goblin king, and i live forever!!
She slammed the book shut and stuffed it under her matress. Growling she stomped downstairs and went behind the bar. She took out a bottle of brandy from the mini fridge and poured a small glass half full. She put the glass in the fridge and took the bottle into the living room. She had never been into mass consumption of liquor but this was an emergany and, like her grandfather had always said to her, "Emergancies call for brandy." She sat on the couch gulping down the alchohol. When she had drained half of it, she smiled.
"'ats better." She groaned leaning back on the couch. The weight of her world was released from her shoulders and she was suddenly happier than she had been in a while. She wobbled around the house a couple of times before she had to throw up. She leaned over the toilet in her bathroom for about 10 minutes before she felt sober again.
"Grandpa was crazy." She concluded, puting the brandy back. She needed somthing to do, somthing to keep her mind off Jareth and the Labyrinth. She thought of cooking dinner but the thought of her, in her state, and around all those sharp objects gave her a thrill that she chose to catagorize as dangerous, so she turned on the tv, and watched Spanish Soap opera's untill she fell asleep.
The next morning she woke up to the sound of the telephone ringing. She grabbed the cordless next to the couch.
"Hello?"
"Mom?"
"Hi Vicky!"
"Hi, um...you can come pick me up now."
"Oh shit, I must have over slept, i'm sorry."
"No, it's okay, i'm sposed to call you now..you din forget."
"Oh, okay, I'll be there..Cara's house right?"
"Yes."
"Kay, bye."
"Bye."
Sarah hung up the phone. She went upstairs and got dressed, combed her long dark brown hair, brushed her teeth, and glanced at herself in the mirror before she left. She shook her self mentaly when she thought of how she had been acting yesterday. She didn't like the drunken, crazy, insecure Sarah, she liked the Sober, sane, all together Sarah, that she usually was. She made a mental note never to let Brandy, or her Grandfather's sayings for that matter, to solve her problems for her, even if they were problems of the wierd variety. She got into her car and drove towards Cara's house.
On the way back, Victoria chattered about what they did at the party and all the cute boys that were at the party portion. She also mentioned somthing about a double chocolate cake with boston cream in the middle, and a tele-psycic.
"It was so much fun! I want MY birthday to be just like that!" She finished beaming at her mother.
"We'll see. I have a question about that book you found." Sara said. Victoria's smile faded. She suddenly looked oddly pale and scared.
"Y-yeah? What about it?"
"Where did you find it?"
"Um..at school?" She muttered.
"Sarah, don't lie to me! You're not in trouble."
"I'm not lying."
"Victoria, That book was MINE when i was younger, so don't go on telling me that you found it at school."
"Um...." She looked as if she were about to explode. "OKAY! I found it in your wardrobe."
"WHAT!?!" Sarah cried, turning around to look at Victoria.
"MOM KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD!!!" Vicky screamed. Sarah's eyes widened and she whipped back around and gained control of the road again.
"Victoria, what did i tell you about going through my things?"
"Not to, but Mom! That book, what is it? It's so interesting! Can I keep it?"
"No!"
"What do you mean NO? Are you denying me a book? It's not like it's a porno book or somthing!"
"That book is dangerous, it almost ruined my life."
"What? How?"
"Nothing of your concern. It's over now."
"Mom, it's just a book."
Sarah raised an eyebrow at her daughter as they drove back home.
When they got home, Victoria went into the living room to watch tv and Sarah went to go take another bath. She decided to put in ear plugs and her eye mask so if Jareth came back, she wouldn't know, and she didn't want to know. Luckily for her, Jareth didn't appear again, and this made her a little happy. After playing a couple of rounds of poker with Victoria, she climbed into bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Her pleasant slumber was disrupted bye the voices again. She figured that Victoria was talking to Cara again, but it didn't sound like her. So Sarah dragged herself out of bed again and trudged down the hall to Victoria's room again. This time she grabbed the skeleton key from the coat room. When she tried the door knob she was glad she had because it was locked again. She opened the door and pushed it open. Bright red eyes gleamed at her from the darkness.
"It's her!" one said.
"It's Sarah!"another one whispered. She gasped. She couldn't mistake those voices, it was a bunch of goblins, and not just any goblins, they were Jareth's goblins the same ones that stole Toby. And perched ontop of Victoria's canopy was a snowy owl.
Im working on this at an extremely rapid rate! I'M SUPER WOMAN!!
Okay, enough of that..^_^
Sarah couldn't put her book down. She could understand why she had been so interested in the story when she was younger. It was entrancing. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the pages. But she was halfway through, and she still couldn't find anything that would explain why Jareth had come back.
"Maybe he didn't, Maybe i'm just loosing my mind." She flopped onto floor and burried her face into the carpet. She had always thought that she was a little crazy, i mean think now, how many kids do you know dream of men in spandex with magic crystals and L.S.D peaches? She picked her head out of the shag carpet and stretched her hands out in front of her and opened the book again. She read the page where she had gotton the line that banished Jareth, and her eyes widened. Under the typed print were words hand-writen in black ink.
Come now Sarah, you seem like a smart girl, did you really think your little mystical fortune cookie shit would be the end of me? I'm the goblin king, and i live forever!!
She slammed the book shut and stuffed it under her matress. Growling she stomped downstairs and went behind the bar. She took out a bottle of brandy from the mini fridge and poured a small glass half full. She put the glass in the fridge and took the bottle into the living room. She had never been into mass consumption of liquor but this was an emergany and, like her grandfather had always said to her, "Emergancies call for brandy." She sat on the couch gulping down the alchohol. When she had drained half of it, she smiled.
"'ats better." She groaned leaning back on the couch. The weight of her world was released from her shoulders and she was suddenly happier than she had been in a while. She wobbled around the house a couple of times before she had to throw up. She leaned over the toilet in her bathroom for about 10 minutes before she felt sober again.
"Grandpa was crazy." She concluded, puting the brandy back. She needed somthing to do, somthing to keep her mind off Jareth and the Labyrinth. She thought of cooking dinner but the thought of her, in her state, and around all those sharp objects gave her a thrill that she chose to catagorize as dangerous, so she turned on the tv, and watched Spanish Soap opera's untill she fell asleep.
The next morning she woke up to the sound of the telephone ringing. She grabbed the cordless next to the couch.
"Hello?"
"Mom?"
"Hi Vicky!"
"Hi, um...you can come pick me up now."
"Oh shit, I must have over slept, i'm sorry."
"No, it's okay, i'm sposed to call you now..you din forget."
"Oh, okay, I'll be there..Cara's house right?"
"Yes."
"Kay, bye."
"Bye."
Sarah hung up the phone. She went upstairs and got dressed, combed her long dark brown hair, brushed her teeth, and glanced at herself in the mirror before she left. She shook her self mentaly when she thought of how she had been acting yesterday. She didn't like the drunken, crazy, insecure Sarah, she liked the Sober, sane, all together Sarah, that she usually was. She made a mental note never to let Brandy, or her Grandfather's sayings for that matter, to solve her problems for her, even if they were problems of the wierd variety. She got into her car and drove towards Cara's house.
On the way back, Victoria chattered about what they did at the party and all the cute boys that were at the party portion. She also mentioned somthing about a double chocolate cake with boston cream in the middle, and a tele-psycic.
"It was so much fun! I want MY birthday to be just like that!" She finished beaming at her mother.
"We'll see. I have a question about that book you found." Sara said. Victoria's smile faded. She suddenly looked oddly pale and scared.
"Y-yeah? What about it?"
"Where did you find it?"
"Um..at school?" She muttered.
"Sarah, don't lie to me! You're not in trouble."
"I'm not lying."
"Victoria, That book was MINE when i was younger, so don't go on telling me that you found it at school."
"Um...." She looked as if she were about to explode. "OKAY! I found it in your wardrobe."
"WHAT!?!" Sarah cried, turning around to look at Victoria.
"MOM KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD!!!" Vicky screamed. Sarah's eyes widened and she whipped back around and gained control of the road again.
"Victoria, what did i tell you about going through my things?"
"Not to, but Mom! That book, what is it? It's so interesting! Can I keep it?"
"No!"
"What do you mean NO? Are you denying me a book? It's not like it's a porno book or somthing!"
"That book is dangerous, it almost ruined my life."
"What? How?"
"Nothing of your concern. It's over now."
"Mom, it's just a book."
Sarah raised an eyebrow at her daughter as they drove back home.
When they got home, Victoria went into the living room to watch tv and Sarah went to go take another bath. She decided to put in ear plugs and her eye mask so if Jareth came back, she wouldn't know, and she didn't want to know. Luckily for her, Jareth didn't appear again, and this made her a little happy. After playing a couple of rounds of poker with Victoria, she climbed into bed and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Her pleasant slumber was disrupted bye the voices again. She figured that Victoria was talking to Cara again, but it didn't sound like her. So Sarah dragged herself out of bed again and trudged down the hall to Victoria's room again. This time she grabbed the skeleton key from the coat room. When she tried the door knob she was glad she had because it was locked again. She opened the door and pushed it open. Bright red eyes gleamed at her from the darkness.
"It's her!" one said.
"It's Sarah!"another one whispered. She gasped. She couldn't mistake those voices, it was a bunch of goblins, and not just any goblins, they were Jareth's goblins the same ones that stole Toby. And perched ontop of Victoria's canopy was a snowy owl.
