A/N: This has been forming since about five seconds after the movie finished. Anya and Demetria also helped, and they can take credit for it if they have fanfiction accounts. Now, you have to imagine this being said in a voice like Kyle's from Totally Kyle, if you saw that (It's always been done out loud until now). If not, it's a preppy voice, sort of. Morgan, this isn't the same thing that I told you, 'cause I left some stuff off. Like I left off a lot of the end. I refer to him as David Bowie instead of Jareth 'cause David Bowie sounds better in the preppy voice. I make some references to Phantom, but deal with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth. If I did, I'd trade it with ALW for rights to Phantom.
Like, okay, I'm, like, a girl named Sarah. No one can guess my age, 'cause, like, I look like I'm, like, twelve, but a grown man is, like, in love with me. I was, like, in this field, and I was, like, reciting this book, but I, like, couldn't remember a line. Then I, like, went back home, and my dad and stepmom, like, wanted me to, like, watch my brother, but he was, like, being a brat, so I, like, told David Bowie to, like, come and, like, get him. But he, like, did and I, like, was like, omg, and I, like, told him, like, give my brother back. But he was, like, no, you, like, have to go through this, like, maze. So I, like, did, and, like, I met some smelly guys on my way, but then I, like, ate this peach, so I, like, went on an acid trip, that was really, like, a poorly done parody of, like, Masquerade. So I, like, broke this mirror, and, like, went on my way. Then, like, I got to, like, Goblin City, and, like, was, like, in this painting, and David Bowie was singing, and I was, like, David, stop singing, but he, like, wouldn't stop. Then he was, like, if you, like, love me and serve me and, like, do as I say, I'll, like, be your slave. And I was like, no, you're, like, David Bowie, and your hair looks like you, like, flat ironed a poodle and, like, put it on your head. And you've got, like, eye shadow, like, halfway up your forehead. And, you're, like, David Bowie. Then he was, like, whatever, and I went, like, back home, and, like, was, like, dude, David Bowie's, like, an idiot. And I, like, had, like, a party with all the smelly guys, and, like, even though, like, my parents were, like, in the house, they, like, didn't hear.
Tada. I've always wanted to do that.