Sorry about Cub in this, it was all Pie's idea (Points at the White Wolf cub sitting on the bed looking innocent). It's his fault entirely. (Pie is short for 'It's a piece of cake' by the way. He's my muse for any Labyrinth related Fan Fiction)

Disclaimer: I own nothing that has come from the original film the Labyrinth but Cub is mine.

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Ok here we go…


Chapter 2: Cub

Sarah walked towards the towering walls but couldn't spot the entrance. The Labyrinth had changed since she'd it last. Less of an orange, it was now more of a green. The sandy quality obscured by thick wall crawling plants. She looked up and down the length. Ivy covered bricks in both directions.

"You are determined that I won't win, aren't you?" She shouted angrily. Her only answer was silence, "Fine," she muttered and started to walk sullenly next to the wall, searching for an opening of some kind.

The bushes on her other side rustled and she spun to face them.

"Hoggle?" she asked tentatively. A furry head poked through the leaves.

"Aww!" Sarah breathed as she looked at the fluffy face of a wolf cub. "Aren't you adorable?" The wolf cub yipped a reply. "Come on out," she smiled, still standing. She had never entirely trusted anything that appeared sweet after she'd felt Fairy teeth. The cub wriggled out the bushes, exposing the rest of its body. Silky white fur rippled over it. Sarah gasped in surprise. Two black bats wings sprouted from its shoulders and were folded across its back (Since when has anything in the Labyrinth been normal?). The cub gave a puppy bark and trotted up to her. Cautiously Sarah reached down and let it sniff her hand. It didn't bite so she stroked its head, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Can you understand me?" Sarah asked. The cub yipped. Sarah didn't question as to how the cub understood English, she just accepted it, and maybe she should have thought about it more…

"Can you show me the entrance to the Labyrinth?" she requested. The cub gave a short howl and raced towards a particularly thick patch of Ivy on the wall. It leapt into it and vanished.

"Remember, go straight this time when you get inside," she reminded herself before stepping towards the wall. Sarah glanced over the thick tendrils, recognising it as poison ivy. Forehead creasing in uncertainty, she bit her lip and pushed a way through. The vines closed around her and she could see nothing. The closeness was almost suffocating and then she was through. Collapsing onto her hands and knees she took in deep gulps of air. She opened her eyes as a wet tongue lapped at her face. Laughing Sarah got up and looked down at the cub in mock disapproval, "That will do," she chided. Sarah checked her body but was unable to find any sign that she'd just gone through a clump of poison ivy. Gazing around her mouth dropped open. It wasn't a simple left or right now, it had changed. Four different paths led off.

"Curse you Jareth!" She screamed. The cub whined and she calmed down. "All right, let's go! You coming Cub?" She enquired. Cub yipped in reply and loped by her side as she set off at a steady jog.

Xxxxx

Jareth smiled into the crystal.

"You can yell at me all you like, ma chere, it isn't going to help you." He looked around his throne room at the filth straw and rags that cluttered the floor. A couple of random, scraggily chickens were scratching here and there, and at the very centre of the room, standing in the pit, was Toby. His arms were folded across his chest. The 'Thomas the Tank Engine' PJ s seeming completely out of place.

"Hello there Toby," Toby stared at Jareth wide-eyed, terrified. Jareth stood in front of him, "Don't you remember me?"

Toby shook his head and took a step backwards. Jareth sighed. This was going to be difficult. Subconsciously he began rolling the crystal over his hands.

"Hey! How'd you do that?" Jareth glanced down at the young boy who was gaping in amazement. He smiled to himself.

"Do you want to learn how?" he asked, offering out the crystal. Toby half reached for it then paused, hovering between boyish curiosity and obedience to the one rule that had been hammered into his being, 'Don't take things from strangers.' The former won and he took the crystal. Jareth tried to keep his face straight as he watched Toby try to roll the crystal. It slipped from hand and smashed on the floor. Toby flinched and looked up at Jareth timidly. With a look of utmost patience, Jareth waved his hand and the crystal shards vanished. He then proceeded to pull another one from thin air. Toby's mouth dropped open, awe struck.

"Can you teach me to do that?"

Jareth had to grin. "Let's just concentrate with this for now." He replied and proceeded to show Toby how to balance the crystal.


Aww, I had to do a Toby, Jareth bonding session.