Author's Notes: Hey! It's two for one day! Therefore, I will post two
chappies today. Just because I'm feeling generous. Hey guys, I think the
story is posted in PG-13 and R. But either one will show updated chapters.
PrincessRainbow Rose agrees with the attacking of the copyrighters, WHO
ELSE IS WITH MEH?! (Ambrocious, if you don't turn around this minute I will
never feed you again!)
Disclaimer: Nothing. Notta. This sucks. I DEMAND OWNERSHIP OF LABYRINTH! Uh, I don't have $5,000,000, but will you settle for a cookie? )
Sarah slid down the wall in exhaustion and out her head in her hands.
"Where's Hoggle? I need him now more than ever." Sarah asked to no one in particular. She pounded her fist with fury against the wall one more time and fell over on her back. She closed her eyes for a moment hoping that basking in the bright sun and laying on what was last time sand and now is grass would make everything go away. She smiled as the warmth hit her face. Then it was gone. She winced at the loss of it and opened her eyes. Jareth was standing over her with an amused look on his face. Sarah scowled at him and was about to get up but he stopped her by putting his boot on her stomach, but not to the point of crushing. "Giving up so easy, now are we?" He said with a satisfied smirk. Sarah stuck her tongue out at him and gave up, falling back. "Now that's not very mature. I would expect your last trip to teach you some manners." Jareth scolded her in a mock motherly gesture. "Jareth, I'm not here to talk about etiquette! I want my brother back and I demand that you let me in the labyrinth at once!" She snapped at him. He flashed her a grin and sat down on her belly. "Get off!" Sarah yelled. "What do we say?" Jareth said, enjoying every minute of it. " Now!" Sarah answered, knowing full well that wasn't it. "That's not what I was thinking...." Jareth trailed off. "Okay, fine. Jareth, IF YOU DON'T GET OFF OF ME THIS SECOND I WILL RIP IT OFF!!!" Sarah yelled. Jareth laughed at the comment and said, "And you expect me to care now that I'm going to do this?" He adjusted his position to were he was sitting on her hands and stomach. "UGH!!" Sarah said in disgust. "What, am I that repulsive?" Jareth said in fake hurt. "Well what do you expect me to say when A man who stole my brother is sitting on me?" Sarah said menacingly. "I expect you to say please get off." Jareth answered. "Jareth, will you please get off of me?" Sarah gave up. "That's much better." Jareth lingered a little longer and finally got up. "Now, was it really that hard?" Jareth asked. " Yes." Sarah said in the same accent he did. "Mockery gets you nowhere, Sarah." Jareth replied. "Whatever. Can you please tell me how to get into the labyrinth?" Sarah asked. Jareth put his finger to his chin and played as if he was thinking. "No." Jareth answered smirking. "That's not fair! Why not?" Sarah said not expecting that answer. "Because I'd be helping you win. I have told you before that I don't take well to losing." Jareth replied. "PLEASE!!!!!!!" Sarah begged. Jareth looked at her and grinned widely. "I thought I'd never see the day when Sarah Williams begged me." He said, suggestively speaking. Sarah frowned and stormed off. Jareth watched her curiously. "What are you doing?" He asked. Sarah was jumping up and down and clawing at the wall. "Trying to get in. Now if you'd be on your merry little way......" Sarah trailed off as she gaped at the wall opening. She turned towards Jareth and gawked while she pointed at the door. "I didn't do it." Jareth said truthfully. Sarah then smiled wide and stood there for a moment staring at Jareth. Then, she stuck out her tongue and ran off into the labyrinth. Jareth stared at her unbelievingly and disappeared, coming up with a new plan to make her lose.
Author's Notes: Ha. Jareth had to do something like that. It's just him. Sarah really shouldn't be digusted, I'd be happy if he came along and sat on me! () Please leave a little contribution in a little box!
Disclaimer: Nothing. Notta. This sucks. I DEMAND OWNERSHIP OF LABYRINTH! Uh, I don't have $5,000,000, but will you settle for a cookie? )
Sarah slid down the wall in exhaustion and out her head in her hands.
"Where's Hoggle? I need him now more than ever." Sarah asked to no one in particular. She pounded her fist with fury against the wall one more time and fell over on her back. She closed her eyes for a moment hoping that basking in the bright sun and laying on what was last time sand and now is grass would make everything go away. She smiled as the warmth hit her face. Then it was gone. She winced at the loss of it and opened her eyes. Jareth was standing over her with an amused look on his face. Sarah scowled at him and was about to get up but he stopped her by putting his boot on her stomach, but not to the point of crushing. "Giving up so easy, now are we?" He said with a satisfied smirk. Sarah stuck her tongue out at him and gave up, falling back. "Now that's not very mature. I would expect your last trip to teach you some manners." Jareth scolded her in a mock motherly gesture. "Jareth, I'm not here to talk about etiquette! I want my brother back and I demand that you let me in the labyrinth at once!" She snapped at him. He flashed her a grin and sat down on her belly. "Get off!" Sarah yelled. "What do we say?" Jareth said, enjoying every minute of it. " Now!" Sarah answered, knowing full well that wasn't it. "That's not what I was thinking...." Jareth trailed off. "Okay, fine. Jareth, IF YOU DON'T GET OFF OF ME THIS SECOND I WILL RIP IT OFF!!!" Sarah yelled. Jareth laughed at the comment and said, "And you expect me to care now that I'm going to do this?" He adjusted his position to were he was sitting on her hands and stomach. "UGH!!" Sarah said in disgust. "What, am I that repulsive?" Jareth said in fake hurt. "Well what do you expect me to say when A man who stole my brother is sitting on me?" Sarah said menacingly. "I expect you to say please get off." Jareth answered. "Jareth, will you please get off of me?" Sarah gave up. "That's much better." Jareth lingered a little longer and finally got up. "Now, was it really that hard?" Jareth asked. " Yes." Sarah said in the same accent he did. "Mockery gets you nowhere, Sarah." Jareth replied. "Whatever. Can you please tell me how to get into the labyrinth?" Sarah asked. Jareth put his finger to his chin and played as if he was thinking. "No." Jareth answered smirking. "That's not fair! Why not?" Sarah said not expecting that answer. "Because I'd be helping you win. I have told you before that I don't take well to losing." Jareth replied. "PLEASE!!!!!!!" Sarah begged. Jareth looked at her and grinned widely. "I thought I'd never see the day when Sarah Williams begged me." He said, suggestively speaking. Sarah frowned and stormed off. Jareth watched her curiously. "What are you doing?" He asked. Sarah was jumping up and down and clawing at the wall. "Trying to get in. Now if you'd be on your merry little way......" Sarah trailed off as she gaped at the wall opening. She turned towards Jareth and gawked while she pointed at the door. "I didn't do it." Jareth said truthfully. Sarah then smiled wide and stood there for a moment staring at Jareth. Then, she stuck out her tongue and ran off into the labyrinth. Jareth stared at her unbelievingly and disappeared, coming up with a new plan to make her lose.
Author's Notes: Ha. Jareth had to do something like that. It's just him. Sarah really shouldn't be digusted, I'd be happy if he came along and sat on me! () Please leave a little contribution in a little box!