AN: My buddy wrote this one. I'm still at her house. I'm still going to take credit for it. It made me giggle. Actually, I wrote the cutesy ending because I'm a cutesy person. We rock our own socks.
Drabble #4: Happy Meal (134 words)
It was the most beautiful sight Jareth had even seen.
A Happy Meal.
That Sarah was carrying it was an inconsequential detail.
Jareth, fae lord and Goblin King, was fascinated by the cheap cardboard box, the greasy fries, and the non-beef hamburger. But there was one thing that he adored above all other things.
The toy.
But Sarah, damn her, refused to let him have it. She fixed him with an infinitely superior look. "Once the Happy Meal is finished, then you get the toy."
Jareth pouted for a moment.
Then he brightened. "Ah, so it is just like the meals at the castle. Once we finish eating, we get to play with the toys."
Sarah turned red. Very red. She began stutter.
"You—I—well—ah—"
"Yes, yes. I love you too."