Author's Disclaimer: I do not own Jim Henson's "Labyrinth". I do however own Jane, Ava, Alex, and Sophie. Those four are MINE. Thank you for your time. :)

Author's Note: I just HAD to write this down. I'm not promising it will continue. A few of you will know I'm on hiatus or whatever that's called (something with writer's block) for my other in-progress stories. Sorry about that. Time and my new novel take up the time I use to have for fanfiction. But atleast I can do a few oneshots for all ya. Here's one of them.

Summary: It was just a story. That's all it was. But Jane and her sisters, Alex and Sophie, began to realize that some stories are real and that some things are just meant to be hidden...

"Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess. The princess only had her father, the king. You see, her mother, who was king, died when the princess was born. So the king raised the princess by himself for many years until one day, he married a beautiful woman and they both had a little prince. But what the king didn't know was that his queen was so cruel to the princess. She made the princess do housework and take care of her brother at all hours of the day and night. So the princess would work and work and cry in her room in the tallest tower where no one heard her.

"One day, when the king and the queen were away and the princess was tired of housework and of the queen's cruel behavior, she called on the goblins from Goblin King for help. As she held her crying little brother, the goblins told her 'Say your right words. And we'll take the babe, and you will be free!' The princess hesitated because she knew that if she said the words, the little prince would be gone forever. But she couldn't help herself. She was so angry at the queen, not her brother. She meant for the queen to be taken, not her brother. So when she said the right words to the goblins, the baby disappeared!" Sophie gasped. I smiled, I was sometimes able to make her gasp if I put enough heart into it. "The Goblin King appeared before the princess who begged and begged for her brother back. 'What's said is said,' the Goblin King said. 'The only way you will be able to save the prince is if you solve my labyrinth.'

"So the princess agreed to it. She met a peculiar dwarf who wasn't nice at all. He sprayed fairies and took delight in it. 'Ask the right questions,' he taught her. And so when she asked, 'How do I get in the labyrinth then?', the dwarf showed her the way in and the princess began her journey. She had to learn not to take things for granted and that things weren't always what they seemed.

"The princess had to solve riddles and remember her way around the labyrinth. But the only problems was that it kept changing. She would turn one way and when she turned around, there was a dead end! 'Its not fair,' the princess cried out. At that moment, the Goblin King appeared, 'You say that so often, princess.' The princess was scared but she didn't let him see that. When she didn't back down, the king sent a machine after her. The princess ran and ran, determined to solve the labyrinth. The dwarf she met in the beginning appeared every now and then and actually helped her. The princess even gave him a kiss for his kindness. And that is how they ended up in the Stink Bog."

"How bad does the Stink Bog smell?" Sophie asked me.

I shrugged. "Grandma Sarah said it smelled really bad."

"So its real?"

"No, Sophie, its make-believe. Do you want me to finish?"

"Yes, please."

"Ok. But the princess and the dwarf didn't fall into the bog. Instead, they landed on another friend that the princess met in the labyrinth. This friend was a yeti but he was kind and gentle. So the princess and her friends walked around the bog, careful not to step in it. When they came to a bridge that led to a forest, a fox stood in their way. 'Step back!' he said, 'None may pass without my permission.' 'Oh please,' the princess said, 'I only have little time to solve the labyrinth, good knight!' But the knight wouldn't be moved. The yeti and him ended up fighting until the knight said, 'Stop. I've never met such a knight as you, sir. Let us be brothers and fight for the right as one!' So the knight became another friend of the princess. Together, they crossed the bridge and into the forest.

"But something happened. The princess began to grow tired of her journey. She sat down to rest just a minute. Her friends didn't notice and when they did, she was already gone. You see, the Goblin King wanted the princess to forget about about the little prince. So he put an enchantment on the roses she stopped to smell in the forest. Once she sniffed the sweet odor, she would become tired and fall asleep. The princess ended up in a junkyard, forgetting all about her friends and the little prince. The only way she remembered her brother was when she saw his stuffed animal in the junkyard. 'My brother! My brother! I have to save my brother!' When the princess said those words, the enchantment broke and she remembered everything.

"It didn't take long for her friends to find her. They hurried to the Goblin City because the princess knew she didn't have much time left. But when they approached the castle, the Goblin King stood before them. The princess stepped forward and demanded, 'Give me the child.' The Goblin King laughed at her. 'You have not won, little princess,' he said. In truth, though, the princess did win. She had reached the castle in time but the Goblin King tried to trick her. But what he didn't know was that she was just as strong as him.

"'Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the Castle Beyond the Goblin City to take back the child you have stolen.' She stood tall and proud before him, like a queen. 'For my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom as great.' The Goblin King suddenly feared her. For she was right. Her kingdom was as great as his and her will was strong like his, if not stronger. Just before the clock chimed, the princess said with confidence, 'You have no power over me, Goblin King.'

"And so the Goblin King lost and the prince was returned to the princess. The princess and her friends returned to her father's kingdom. They bid goodbye and promised to visit one another. As the princess laid her brother in his crib, she knew she had one last task to do. When the king and queen came home, the princess confessed to her father all of her stepmother's evil doings. The king was shocked and the queen was enraged. Nonetheless, the king banished his queen from his kingdom. And so the princess and the prince lived happily with their father and both of them learned a few things from their journey in the Goblin King's labyrinth. The end."

"What happened to the Goblin King?" Sophie asked.

I thought about it. "He died because he could never compare to the beauitful and strong princess!"

"Is that true?"

"I don't know, Grandma never said anything about what happened to him." I kissed her forehead. "Night."

"Good night, Janie."

I closed the door. I walked back into my room and closed my window. I was a bit disappointed when I didn't see the owl there. I closed the curtains and redressed into pajamas. I laid under my comforter and sheets, snuggling my pillow. I smiled and closed my eyes. I began to dream about Grandma Sarah's story. I wondered what the princess's name was. Did she fashioned the princess after herself? The princess did sound a lot like Grandma and I know she never really got along with her stepmother. They did end up making amends but they weren't exactly mother and daughter. They were just fine being friends. My mind drifted back to the story. I suddenly imagined myself as the princess going up to the Castle Beyond the Goblin City. I was standing there with a yeti, a fox, and a dwarf. I stood tall and confident. I noticed a figure standing in my way; I slowly lifted my face. I knew it was the Goblin King. Hmm. Goblin King, why did that sound so... I saw him and I let out a horrified gasp. How could I have been so stupid and so forgetful?!

"Jane! Wake up!"

I sat up gasping. I panted hard and tried to steady my breathing. I ran my hands in my hair. I threw the sheets off and I grabbed my dream journal by my nightstand. I turned on the lamp and opened the journal to pages I wrote that morning. I traced my drawing of the Goblin King. Despite the fear gripping my chest, I let out a relieved sigh. The dream of the ballroom all came from Grandma Sarah's story. I don't know how the ballroom associates with the story but I didn't really care. I closed my journal and laughed a little.

I looked up to my ceiling. "Good one, Grandma. But next time, I'd like to dream of being queen and having that Goblin King in the palm of my hand." I turned off the lamp and laid back down. "Good night, Grandma."

Note: Short chapter but long story. The story of the beautiful princess was changed a bit for Grandma Sarah's sentimental reasons but I tried to keep it close to the actual story. I actually had fun writing down the story. Now, I wonder where my imagination will lead this story. Please tell me what you think.