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Review Responses: Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
Moonjava - Thanks a lot. Hugs for you.
Dawn1 - Thanks. I do love my one liners. There's quite a few in this chapter that back up that point. Hugs for you, and muffins.
Jazzy021 - Yes she most certainly is. I wasn't going to because I find it very hard to write parts for Sarah. Maybe it's because I'm nothing like her and can't really identify with her. I'm not sure if it'll be a romance though and even if it is don't expect anything particularly mind blowing. Hugs for you, and chocolate
Morrigana - Yeah, that balls joke is probably going to become a running theme in this fic I'm afraid. It's cheap comedy but never mind. Hugs for you, and garden gnomes.
Dancingryoohoki - Howling you say? Bloody hell. I like the Prince idea too. I just wanted to cram a load of eighties pop stars into a Labyrinth fic to keep up with the David Bowie theme and I'm going to put in another character called Adam Ant the dandy highwayman. If you have any suggestions for any cameos please let me know. Hugs for you, and a cuddly toy.
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"At last! Ve are free!" shouted Boris gleefully from his perch on the former Goblin King's throne. "Free from oppression, free to do vhatever ve vant!"
"Yay." cheered a few over enthusiastic Goblins.
"Um…what do we want?" asked one of the new comrades.
"Vell, I don't know! That's your decision." said Boris angrily. "That's the whole bloody point of casting off the bloody shackles of bloody oppression, isn't it!"
"All right! No need to get all touchy about it. Kiss your mother with that mouth? Your nuts." said the other Goblin, whose name, incidentally, was Rodriguez.
"I vas just making the point that ve can do vhatever ve vant." said Boris after he'd calmed down a bit and had some hot chocolate. "So tell me, Goblins, vhat is it you vant?"
"I dunno. To get drunk I guess." said Rod and was followed by murmurs of agreement from the crowd.
"Ve did that anyvay."
"I know but it was fun." said Rod, backed up by even more murmurs of agreement.
"Very vell." sighed Boris. "It'll hardly change the vorld but never mind. To the Vine cellars!"
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Sarah's fingers typed furiously at her laptop in the makeshift office she had set up in her old room as she finished off her last few e-mails back to the museum she worked at. This week was supposed to be her holiday but the work just seemed to follow her around even when it was as far away as Athens. So what if they found some more artefacts belonging to the ancient Minoans, that shouldn't have to intrude on her family time. And of course like any expert on ancient Crete, Sarah was always sceptical about new finds. Archaeologists had a nasty habit of forging evidence what it came to the legendary Labyrinth city of Knossos. Just because they found a sword did not mean that Theseus killed Minotaurs with it.
She was suddenly jerked out of her reverie when something heavy landed on the roof, bumped around a bit and crashed into the tree outside her window. Sarah panicked and grabbed the nearest sharp object she could find, which unfortunately happened to be a fork she'd used to eat her Chinese take away with. She was seriously worried now. Her parents were out that night and Toby was staying at his friends house. Although she had taken a few self defence classes, Sarah really doubted that she could take on a burglar alone with only a fork for a weapon. She edged her way across the room until she summoned up the courage to fling open the window.
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Jareth landed on earth with a loud bang and a sickening crack. Everything exploded into a world of pain and the ex-Goblin King seriously hoped that he hadn't broken anything. Experimentally he got up and realised that he had landed on someone's roof and had only broken a few tiles instead of bones. The area did look familiar though. He wondered where he'd seen it before.
Those thoughts were cut short by a loud scraping sound as something gave way and Jareth lost his footing and ended up falling to his imminent death. Or he would've done if that tree hadn't got in the way. Now this definitely felt familiar.
He pondered this for a while as he hung upside down from one of the branches. He'd hadn't told the pendant to go to any specific location so it must have just acted automatically and taken him to the last place on Earth where he'd been called. Jareth jumped with the realisation. Oh no! If this was the last place on Earth that he'd been called to then that meant that this was the last place on Earth that he wanted to be. Damn it! He was hanging outside Sarah's house, outside her room. Damn it! She was in there. Damn it! She'd spotted him. Damn it! She was heading this way with a silver pointy object in her hand and DAMN IT! He was still wearing his Thunderbirds pyjamas!
"Somehow, an army of murderous Goblins trying to kill doesn't seem so bad." Jareth muttered as the girl flung the window open.
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Cynthia leaped out of the Eastern Gate of the Labyrinth and collapsed onto the soft sand with exhaustion. She'd never crossed the giant maze before and she'd firmly decided to never do it again. That place was screwed up. In fact she didn't even like going as far as the Goblin City if she could help it.
Cynthia had been wished away by accident when she was thirteen and because she was too old to be turned into a Goblin she had been given to Mrs Burns the chief housekeeper to take of. After five long and boring years of working as a maid Cynthia had well and truly had enough and went to complain to the king. At which point they got into a huge fight. It wasn't really important but the king had liked her confidence and after several promotions she had become head of the kingdom's public relations department.
Now she was in a bit of a pickle seeing as she had a desert to cross, then mountains on the Korvette border, then over a hundred miles of treacherous forest. Ah well, it was for a good cause. If she couldn't get Jareth back in power she would have to find another job. But first things first, she would have to find a very fast horse...