Disclaimer & etc:
I don't own Labyrinth, Ah ha ha.
Chapter 3 - The Delicate Arrangement
Later that day:
Sarah determinedly entered her room, shut the door and stood in the center of her room.
"I wish the Goblin King would come here right now" she said.
"You know, Sarah", a voice came form the shadows, "I don't really have to grant every wish you come up with."
"I have a bone to pick with you, Jareth. I'll have you know that I blame you entirely for the disgustification of my brother." Jareth raised an elegant eyebrow.
"My dear Sarah, I'm not certain that I have the pleasure of understanding you."
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"Well you see my dear Sarah, the process of 'disgustification', as you so charmingly put it, is a very complex and delicate arrangement." Jareth explained.
Sarah raised an eyebrow.
Jareth continued. "A beautiful time in the maturation of a goblin, the transition between the goblin and the goblet," Sarah snorted.
"Well, what is it? How do I stop it?"
"Oh Sarah, Ah ha ha, you really think it's that easy, don't you? You see my dear, the process is simply irrriversable by any outside party. The choice lies with young Toby himself."
At this moment, Toby entered the room, chicken under arm. He looked at Jareth, at Sarah, and did the most natural thing in the world for an emerging Goblet to do. He emitted noxious gases from an unmentionable portion of his anatomy. Jareth left the room, muttering about having enough of this sort of thing to deal with at home and not feeling as though he ought to be subject to this kind of treatment here too.
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Sarah walked down to the kitchen. Jareth was lounging on her countertop eating an apple. Toby was sitting at his feet, contentedly shooting peas at his chicken.
"This is so bogus" she said.