Well here is the second chapter. There is only one more chapter. Sorry folks that's all. Then I'll go back to working on Persephone. I do have a new idea in the works. So visit my profile to see my new story plan. I'll have it up around the time I upload this chapter.

Thanks for the reviews.

Chapter 2

Jareth lounged on his throne. The room was mostly filled with chickens, but he didn't care. No goblins meant it would be a quiet night. He needed it. He had dreamed of her again. Damn. The girl, no woman, would not go away. Seven years and she still haunted him.

Oh, he could have watched her with his crystals, but something had always stopped him. Sarah. A name he had refused to say. He had made it so no one could say it. Oh, he knew some of his subjects went to visit her on All Hollow's Eve and a few other times each year. Tonight just happen to be All Hollow's Eve.

So he would be alone. Alone. He didn't want to be. He would have loved to go visit her. There had been times when he had wondered over what changes had come for her.

He could go watch the party or he could remain with the chickens. See Sarah or watch chickens peak at the floor. Watch his subjects run amuck or have a quiet night at the castle. Watch Sarah as she and his subjects have fun (without him) or spend the night watching his kingdom from his bedchamber window. Have a loud night or a nice relaxing night. Have the reality or have a dream.

Jareth sighed. There were good reasons for both. Of course there was also the small chance that if he went someone would spot him and recognize him. Then what could he do. Of course he could just stay home. He glanced around the throne room. For the last seven years, he had used this night to vent his anger at his subjects. Well, when they returned. How dare they go and see her, when he had forbidden it, but of course he was more upset over the fact that they had seen her while he hadn't.

He really didn't want to spend another year without seeing her, but he refused to give in. There was no way he would go see her, not after what she had done. Jareth once again looked around his throne room. But did he really want to spend another year with the chickens? Yes they were quieter than the goblins, but they made about the same mess.

Jareth flicked his wrist and transported himself to his bedchamber. He stood beside the window. What was going on at Sarah's? What was she doing for his subjects? Why did they go every year to see her? Jareth glanced out the window. Seven years. Had she even thought of him in seven years?

Jareth knew he had a choice to make. Would he do as he had for the last seven years or would he do, as he had really always wanted to? He stood beside the window thinking it over.

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Sarah smiled as a group of goblins carried the pumpkin from her car. Now Irene hadn't gotten rid of pumpkins. Sarah knew for a fact that a lot of people in town had gotten pumpkins to make jack o lanterns. She knew that they were making them and keeping them inside. Also she knew of parties families were having and allowing the kids to still dress up. So there was still Halloween, but it just wasn't out in the open.

The goblins brought the large pumpkin into the kitchen and place it on the newspaper-covered table. Then the rest of the goblins, the other citizens of the Labyrinth, her friends, and Toby came in. Toby had a huge grin on his face.

"I knew you would have one, Sarah."

Sarah held the knife in her hand. "Of course I would. You can't have Halloween with out a Jack o lantern."

She placed the knife on the table. "Do you know the legend of the Jack o lantern?"

She got a ring of no's and shaking of heads. Sarah smiled. "Well, after I carve our little friend, why don't I tell you all the legend? Everyone find a seat."

So everyone found a seat besides Sarah. They all looked at her as she craved the already cleaned out pumpkin. She gave it a typical face and placed a candle inside. She then turned out the lights and lit a few more candles she had brought, she wouldn't use Irene's, then the woman would know that Sarah was celebrating the holiday. Once all the candles were lit, Sarah returned to the stand next to the table by the pumpkin.

"Once in Ireland, there was a man named Jack. Now Jack was no a nice man. He drank too much and was mean to his family and friends."

"Sounds like the king." One goblin piped up.

Sarah looked at him. "Maybe, but let me finish." Sarah picked up a candle. One All Hollow's Eve, he got very drunk, so drunk that he was dying. When the devil came to take his soul, Jack wasn't eager to die. He asked for one more drink before he died, the Devil agreed. Jack then told him he had no more money. So he asked if the Devil would take the form of a coin so he could get it. So the Devil did as he asked. Jack took out his wallet, which had a cross on it. He placed the coin Devil into his wallet. The Devil was angry and asked to be released. So Jack asked for a year before the Devil would come claim his soul. Devil agreed. So Jack released him."

"Seems to me this Jack was wise, but not a knight." Sir Didymus nodded from his chair.

"Yes, but that's not the end of the story." Sarah placed the candle back on the table. "So at first Jack tried to be good to his family and friends, but he soon went back to his evil ways. So when his year came to an end, the Devil once more appeared to him. He demanded that Jack accompany him to hell. Well Jack was still as cleaver. He pointed to a near by apple tree. He convinced the Devil to get him an apple from the tree. As the Devil went into the tree to get the apple, Jack craved a cross on the trunk of the tree. The Devil angry at being captured again offered Jack ten years, but Jack refused and demanded that the Devil never bother him again. The Devil agreed. So Jack released him." Sarah placed her hands on the pumpkin, as no one could see the face or had seen it yet. "Almost a year later, Jack's body could no longer go on with his evil ways, and gave out. Now dead, Jack went to heaven, but was refused because of his evil ways. He then went to Hell, but the Devil would not allow him to enter. The Devil threw a piece of burning coal at him and told him to use it to light his way. So Jack took the coal and craved out a turnip. He placed the coal inside. On All Hollow's Eve, which is tonight, you might see Jack with his lantern." She turned the face of the Jack o lantern to her audience.

They owed and awed at the face on the pumpkin. It was funny in that Sarah had been doing this for seven years, but this was the first year for the Jack o lantern story. She told them a new legend every year and it seemed that they liked it. She smiled as she walked over to the counter.

"Now who wants a cupcake?" She was greeted with a round of mememes. "I have enough for everyone to have one." She handed everyone a cupcake and a napkin. "Remember don't give any to Ambrosias."

"Of course not, M'lady. I remember." Sir Didymus looked at his little cupcake.

After everyone had their cupcakes, and were eating them. Sarah looked at the two left in the container. One was for her as always, but the other was for well, he never came, but she always had one for him if he did. Sarah smiled.

"When you're finished go into the living room, I have something we can watch."

The creatures of the Labyrinth did as they were told, but Toby remained behind. He walked over to his sister. "Sarah, what is it?"

"It's a movie, Toby. She won't know about it. Besides you've seen it before."

"Oh. Ok."

Toby raced after the goblins to get a good seat. Sarah smiled as she cleaned up the mess from the cupcakes. She placed the trash in one of the bag she had brought. Irene wouldn't know if Sarah took all the trash home with her. After being sure that everything was as cleaning and it needed to be, She followed everyone else into the living room. Not noticing that she was being watched from outside by a white barn owl.

Well there is chapter 2. Now I hope you all enjoyed that. I finished today after I had gotten sick three times and had a slight headache. So please review. You all asked for it. I hope you all like the funny parts as well as learning the Legend of the Jack o lantern. That is the real myth people. I didn't make it up. I did try to make it like something one would read to a seven year old.

So review. You know that it makes up for the fact I don't have candy.

So please leave a piece of candy in my candy pail.