Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Labyrinth movie or book. I do, however, own my characters. I don't own anything that isn't mine.

A/N: For anyone who wants to know why a baby would remind anyone of a goblin.

Chapter 3

You Remind Me

The Labyrinth appeared to just be a long narrow pathway between to very tall stone walls. I looked both ways before deciding to start walking on the right side.

"What the hell?" Random branches and piles of dirt were scattered about, and had no visible origin.

Walking for about ten minutes now, I was getting nowhere. I sighed and leaned against on of the walls, slowly sitting on the ground.

"Hallo.."

Not only was I lost, but now I was hearing things. My eyes searched for the source of the voice but only saw a fuzzy worm next to my shirt sleeve. ... I hate worms.

"Hallo.."

Before I could ask if the worm had spoken, I freaked out and ran away from it. I would go back and appologize to it, but I really hate worms and caterpillars. And no flipping way was I in a condition to talk to a creature I despised.

Besides, how could a worm talk?

Ten sluggish minutes later, I spotted an odd piece of wall across from where I stood. It looked out of place. Since I was always so curious, I walked over to it and studied the odd wall. It glittered with magic as I touched a stone. Surprisingly, the wall wasn't really attached to the surrounding area as suspected. Hard to exlain, it was just a pushed in piece of wall. I stepped close to it and looked to my left and right. I became puzzled, but figured the space was probably a way out of the narrow path. That's when I stepped to my right, and watched as the more I walked in the space, the darker it became. I stepped cautiously and felt something like a door in front of me. My hands furiously ran around trying to find the doorknob. My left hand found a round, bulb like solid and turned it. The doorknob was found.

I opened the door and a sudden wave of fear came over me. A blinding light poured into my eyes, I fell to the ground outside of the door and closed my eyes. Would I die right here right now?

You can open your eyes now...

I heard a voice in my head, and obviously that wasn't always the greatest sign. Especially since I was in another world.

My eyes carefully opened to welcome the new sights in. I was at last in the Labyrinth. Tan stone walls were planted in the ground like an awry plant. Shrubs in large clay pots stood randomly anywhere as a morbid breeze blew my hair around happily and playfully.

"Welp, Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore.." I joked, even though I knew it wasn't a time to fool around. I had no idea where I was inside of a maze the size of another planet, and ...Well...I had no idea where I was.

So I started to aimlessly wander.

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Jareth sat in his golden King's throne, holding Robin close. Goblins chatted, laughed, and acted like human beings: crazy and spastic. Placing the baby in the throne as he stood up, Jareth put his hands on his hips.

He pointed at a goblin, "You remind me of the babe.."

"What babe?" The goblin answered.

Jareth answered, "The babe with the power,"

The Goblin questioned, "What power?"

"The power of voo-doo!"

"Who do?"

Jareth yelled, "You do!"

"Do what?"

"Remind me of the babe!" Jareth laughed and realized no one else was laughing with him. He looked around at the Goblins and shouted, "Well?"

The goblins still stayed quiet, and a goblin named Nim asked, "..'Ow does a baby remind yeh' of a goblin?"

"What are you talking about?" Jareth was now angry.

"You pointed at Yerk, da goblin o'er there, and said 'e reminded you of a baby. I don't see teh resemblance." Nim sighed.

"Err..." Questions got the better of Jareth, and he frowned, "I don't know. They're both messy...I guess."

Shaking his head, Nim argued, "I still don't see it, 'yer 'ighness."

"Gah!" Jareth yelled, "Just shut up and let me sing my song already!"

Yerk, the goblin who was compared to the baby, chimed in, "Why would you wanna sing randomly? It's not like we're in a musical or something."

"Forget it.." the Goblin King took the baby off of the throne and sat back down, "Just forget it.." He sat baby Robin on his lap and fed her a bottle of milk.

After he fed the bottle, he mumbled, "I still want to sing my song."

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