I'm soooo sorry for the long wait guys. Blame it on the HW. :( Anyways, Part 1 and 2 were going to be one chapter but it was wayyy too long so just for you guys I made it two parts. I'm sorry that this chapter and part 2 are not funny, but I tried. Please review and in your reviews please answer this question. Do you think I should all of my chapters with one of Toby's funny little questions? Please R&R!
Disclaimer: Nope I do not own Macs, Glee, or Labyrinth because if I did then I would be having a tea party with Glee and Labyrinth characters and I would be a millionare... Ah the woes of life!

Chapter 3

Of computers, sodas and... STRIPPERS????

"It's a box." he deadpanned in a lifeless voice.

"It's called a computer." Toby said and pressed the "on" button.

"It's-a-box! What's so special about a box?" Jareth sneered, upset that Toby wanted to play on this boring gray box( he called it a computer) instead of listening to his stories of triumph. THE NERVE!

"Just watch." Toby commanded. And so Jareth waited. And waited. And waited.

And then it lit up.

Jareth jumped up his eyes shining with glee.

"It's a magic box!" he breathed out, wonder iminent in his voice.

"Is this like that wonderful contraption, the fellyvision?" Toby looked over him with a strange look in his eyes.

"What?!?"

"The fellyvision! You know, the magical speaking box!" He shouted, his hands gesturing wildly towards the television like a small child upset with his mother.

"Ohhhh, the television? No way, this is BETTER!" Jareth stared excitedly at the screen waiting for something to happen. Nothing did. Toby clicked around a few times and Jareth got bored. This wasn't a special machine at all. Jareth wanted to turn on the TV again. He had been browsing the channels earlier on and had come upon a show called Glee. A new episode was on RIGHT NOW and he wanted to go watch it!

A loud war tune shocked him out of his thoughts about what was going to happen on Glee and caused him to look over at what Toby was doing.

The words WORLD OF WARCRAFT were printed on the screen along with the image of a warrior wielding a sword.

"What's that?" Jareth asked, his curiosity arrested once again.

"It's a game. Called World of Warcraft. I'm an 8th level mage!" He announced excitedly and began to play. Jareth watched for a while and began to get even more interested.

"Can I play?" he asked. Toby looked over at him and shrugged.

"Sure!" They spent the next hour signing Jareth up and letting him play. It was all pretty well until Toby got bored. Jareth had put on Glee for him as he played but Toby had quickly become confused with the plot line and proceeded to hang upside down from the couch.

"Jareth, you've had enough! It's my turn now!" He said defiantly and promptly ripped the computer out of Jareth's hands.

"AHA!" He shouted and smiled.

"NO!" Jareth yelled and lunged forward. He had JUST gotten to level 2 and he WASN'T going to give up now.

Jareth got his hands on one side of the laptop and pulled.

"AHHHHH!" yelled Toby, lurching forward.

"GIVE-IT-BACK!" Toby's face was scrunched up in determination as he pulled hard trying to get the computer from Jareth.

"NO!" Jareth yelled and pulled.

And then a little light went of in his head.

"A-HA!" he yelled, crowing triumphantly over Toby and the computer magically zoomed to him landing safely in his arms.

"HEY! That's NOT FAIR!" Toby yelled and began to try and scratch at Jareth while Jareth sat, a satisfied smirk on his face.

"Life's not fair, Toby. You must learn to get over-AH!" Jareth let out a strangled screech and the computer dropped from his hands. Right into Toby's arms.

"WHAT NOW RAPIST!" Jareth was still screeching, clutching his arm in pain. Why was it that everytime he met Toby he was wounded?, he wondered , trying to ignore the pain.

The little bugger had bit him.

He bit HIM!!

Jareth, the Goblin King, the master of the labyrinth, the one who everyone cowered before- Well everyone besides Sarah- had been bitten on the hand by a nine year old! THE NERVE!

He was furious. His hair splayed even more wildly on his head than usual as he let out a battle cry and tackled Toby to the ground.

"YOU LITTLE wanker! YOU DARE MESS WITH JARETH, THE GOBLIN KING!"

"Yes I DO!" came a muffled reply from under Jareth. Toby's blonde head peaked up, his hands still tightly clutched on the computer. His curiosity got the best of him.

"Is that- is that lip gloss?" he asked and Jareth frowned.

"Uh... no." He ran a hand over his mouth quickly and then smirked. The oppurinity was golden.

" YES!" He yelled and snatched the computer away from Toby.

" GIMME!" Toby put his hands on the other side and he pulled. Hard.

And then there was a crash.

There, on the floor, lay the Mac, it's screen flashing wildly, it's colors like the ever famous goblin drag queen's-who appeared once a week in the Labyrinth- clothes.

"What-did-you-do?" Toby ground out, his eyes flashing.

"Um." Jareth, for once in his life, was speechless.

So Toby did what was natural to him. He screamed. Loudly.

Meanwhile next door.

Mrs. Primp was a nosy person. She knew it, her family knew it, her neighbors knew it. In fact, spying on her neighbors was one of her many favorite hobbies.

Another one of her favorite hobbies was tending to her many cacti. You see, Mrs. Primp had an obssession with green and pointy things. So it was only natural of her to care for her cacti so much. So much, really, that she had named every one of them.

She was watering Robert and deciding what to name the new cactus she had just picked up at the general store, when she heard the scream. Her head snapped up in alarm and she dropped the polka dotted watering can that she was holding in her hand.

What had that been? she asked herself and plastered her body onto the wall, trying to hear what was going on.

"YOU KILLED IT!" she heard and gasped. Toby was witnessing a murder! her mind told her, jumping up and down dramatically. So in the interest of poor Toby (at least in the eyes of Mrs. Primp, that is) she picked up a phone and dialed in 911.

"Hello?" she asked, her voice laced with the curiosity only a nosy neighbor would get when they heard a little boy scream next door.

"Yes, ma'am, what is the problem?" A nasal voice spoke.

"I heard a scream next door and I think the little boy who lives there has just witnessed a murder!" She said, excited.

"OK, ma'am calm down, can you give me their adress?"

"Of course. It's...

"YOU KILLED IT!" TOby accused, growling at Jareth.

"IT WASN'T MY FAULT!" he yelled angrily, pouting like a small child.

"Well-"

"TOBY IT'S OK! I'VE CALLED THE POLICE!" came the voice of Mrs. Primp. Jareth's face turned grim.

"Oh no."

"Who are the police?"

" They're the people who get bad people in trouble. I think Mrs. Primp thinks something bad happened and so now the police are coming." Toby explained matter of factly.

"That's not good." Jareth breathed out angrily. He was JARETH THE GOBLIN KING, NOBODY was going to take him down. No one.

So he did what any spoiled angry king would do. He blamed Toby.

"This is your fault Toby." he said calmly , brushing dirt off his clothes.

"MY FAULT? HOW IS THIS MY FAULT?" Toby screamed again, his hands waving around wildly.

"Well, if you weren't so loud this Mrs. Primp would not have called the police."

"What?? That's a stupid reason!" He yelled and launched himself forward, intent on putting Jareth in pain.

Unfortunately for him, he tripped over the computer on the floor and went flying through the air, his arms still thrashing around.

Jareth stared concerned as Toby hit the wall and proceeded to knock down a can of soda that he had been drinking earlier- right. on. the. computer.

If the chances of the computer being able to be fixed, were small already they turned to none. Jareth and Toby stared as the brown liquid seeped into the keyboard and jumped as the computer made a fizzing noise. The colors that had been flashing on the screen dissapeared and it turned black.

And this is what Sarah saw when she walked in.

TO BE CONTINUED.... (oooooooh, myyysterious)