I do not own the labyrinth, nor its characters and no monetary gains are being made. So Jareth and Sarah have met on more than one occasion, and Sarah is losing her mind slowly. What will she do now? And who is hiding in the shadows? While it will be a few chapters more before we find out what truly has the underground in an uproar, I will say that it will be quite the ride. Please ask questions, review, and any requests or ideas are welcome. Thanks again!

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And now a brief intermission

Who would have thought, the king of the Goblins would be in such a state of affairs, "It's not fair!" He yelled, or attempted to yell. "You blasted dwarf! Get in here!" Two minutes later, a dwarf hobbled in, carrying a tray with teas, herbs and a few other medicinal bottles."Tis your own fault! That's what happens when you stick your twig and berries in the first thing that passes your fancy." Hoggle set the tray aside, and went to where the patient was laying, propped up on several pillows.

"Don't start with me Harspit, I am not in the mood. What is that you bring me? Where is my healer?" Hoggle began mixing the teas and other concoctions together, hackling as he did. "That is a fine question, and it's Hoggle!" He finally mixed his brew, and set it aside. "I told you that the mermaid smelled of trich. Prolly has a case of carp pox as well." He began looking the king over, taking out a thermometer, when the king began to attempt to get up. "Hoggle! No! Once was enough, and only because I was barely conscious! Get that blasted thing away from me!"

Hoggle pounced awkwardly on top of him, Jareth aka the rat, struggled to push him off. The two huffed and puffed, with Hoggle only having a 'slight advantage due to the rat being very weak and ill. "Do yous tink I get my rocks off doing this! I's don't want to see your pasty fae arse!"

Jareth, or the rat, started coughing, and was overpowered by the dwarf, who flipped him over and inserted the thermometer in its 'desired' cavity. Damn dwarves were stronger than they looked. "I hate you! And she looked clean." He said, finally giving in. "You will also keep your mouth shut about this, or the bog will be too good of a punishment." Said dwarf removed the thermometer, and scoffed. "You do, and I will tell you know who why and how you are in this condition." Jareth popped an eyebrow up, pulling his britches back up, and laying back down. "You would not dare." Hoggle just smiled, with a face that said just try me. Instead he went back to his potion. "Here, take this likes a good little rat, its for your own good!"

The rat, Jareth, sighed and took the mixture, making faces of disgust as it went down. Then he layed back down, falling into a peaceful sleep. Hoggle quickly began to clean up his mess, and cover up Jareth who was peacefully snoring. Hoggle double checked to make sure he was sleeping fully, then pulled out a polaroid camera and took a picture of him and Jareth, who had his mouth open looking very much unkingly.

This brief intermission has nothing to do with the story, and just for fun. It is based on Jareth being fae, screwing everything and my hatred for mermaids. Also, poor Hoggle was so afraid of Jareth in the, so I figured he needed a little payback. I hope you all enjoyed it, and now back to our regularly scheduled program.

Carp pox or fish pox is a herpes virus disease that affects carp and other fishes.

Trich or Trichomoniasis is a STI caused by a parasite called trichomonas vaginalis or TV