Disclaimer: I -very sadly and most unfortunately- own nothing. Not glee or Labyrinth or any of the delicious characters. :/
"Give me the child. Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take back the child that you have stolen. For my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom is as great." Rachel drew herself up proudly, perfectly in character. "You have no power over me," Rachel finished, a twinkle in her eye the only part of her out of character. She gave Sarah a tiny wink before giving a small bow.
Their fourth period was drama, a class in which both girls excelled. And Miss Potts, their teacher, had requested Rachel to perform her favorite monologue.
Sarah tried hard not to laugh. Rachel had almost performed it as well as she had a few years ago. The only thing missing was a sexy- was a Goblin King.
"Very good Miss Berry," Miss Potts said in her thick German accent. "Although not quite the length of a monologue, I found it very compelling. From which play are you reciting from?"
Rachel's lips quirked up. "It's called..."
The bell rang out, drowning out any words Rachel may have spoken. Her best friend sighed in relief and quickly gathered up her things plus Rachel's and promptly dragged the girl out before any more questions could be asked.
"While I appreciate you choosing it as your favorite monologue, I don't think it wise to be going around telling people where you got it from," Sarah whispered as she guided Rachel through the mass of students.
"I was going to tell her it was your original work!" Rachel said with a pout. "I'm offended that you think I don't have more common sense then that! You think I want anybody poking around in our special world!"
"As if anyone would want to be apart of something you two like." Quinn laughed once, the cold sound making Rachel's heart clench painfully.
"Don't you have someone else to annoy?" Sarah asked tightly, hating the look on Rachel's face. It wasn't fair that her best friend had to go through this.
Out of nowhere two Neanderthals appeared and tossed the contents of a Big Gulp in their faces. Rachel gasped as the icy cold drink engulfed her and dripped down into unmentionable places. Sarah just grew angry.
Quinn smirked. "Oops, I think you've got something on your faces, girls. A vast improvement I think-"
"Save it for someone who cares," Sarah said harshly. The tears welling in Rachel's eyes were the last straw. "Just get over your obsession with Rachel and leave us alone!" Tugging on Rachel's arm, Sarah quickly stormed off without giving Quinn a chance to do anything other than blink.
"I'm sorry," Rachel sniffled. "If it wasn't for me, you'd never get slushied."
"Rach," Sarah sighed as they came to a stop in the west wing girls bathroom. "It isn't and it never will be your fault that Quinn Fabray has a sick sense of humor. She's just an insecure little rich girl, trying to bring those who are truly better then her down."
"You'd think I'd be used to it by now," Rachel said with a weak, watery laugh. "Yet here I am, crying over another slushy ruined outfit."
"They should endorse us for all the clothes they ruin," Sarah joked, seeing Rachel's need not to talk about the Quinn situation any longer.
"I wish we could just leave this place for a little while. Right now." Rachel sighed, not seeing Sarah's frantic gestures.
A shower of glitter made both girls scream. "That can be arranged," a silky smooth voice purred.
"Jareth," Sarah fought back a smile. "Don't you know it is considered perverted for a straight male to be in the girls bathroom?"
"I merely go where I'm called, precious," Jareth said with a smirk.
"Who called you?" Rachel asked in confusion. She had been down to the Underground several times with Sarah and Jareth. She really liked Jareth and found his relationship with Sarah quite amusing. He always had to antagonize her.
"Why you did, Princess," Jareth said in surprise. "You said 'I wish we could-"
"But she didn't say 'I wish the goblins would take us away for a little while. Right now!'" Sarah protested.
"No," Jareth agreed with a throaty laugh. "But you just did."
Sarah smacked herself in frustration, mostly to keep from hitting him. "That's not fair! You tricked me!"
"I did not! Rachel darling, I merely repeated what you had wished, did I not?" Jareth's eyes were sparkling with humor.
"I believe so," Rachel said slowly, fearing another one of Jareth's traps.
The laughter vanished from Jareth's eyes and his expression turned stormy and frightening. "What on earth are you ladies covered in."
The bathroom was dead silent as his rage filled the room, choking them as they tried to reply. "Nothing," Rachel said quickly, afraid of what Jareth would do to whoever was responsible for harming his beloved.
"Who did this act of 'nothing'?" Jareth asked in a low voice. "Sarah, answer me."
"No one!" Rachel said desperately. "It was no one. She didn't mean it! She is just jealous. She-" Rachel trailed off as fresh tears sprung up in her eyes. "She hates me. Sarah was just collateral damage. Sarah was only hit because she is my friend."
Jareth stepped closer to Rachel, giving her a gentle and comforting smile. "Princess, just because Sarah was not the main target, does not make this crime any less infuriating. By being such a great friend to my Sarah, your safety and well being are my concern as well."
Rachel stared up at him with a trembling chin. "Nobody likes me except Sarah. I'm used to this. Please let it go. Quinn just- She doesn't like that I don't like the new her."
Nodding once, Jareth squeezed her shoulder gently. "If you wish it, Princess. But just because I am not going to do anything doesn't mean my goblins won't. They love you just as much as they love Sarah. And you know no one an control them once they decided revenge is needed."
Sarah and Rachel laughed in relief and weak amusement respectively, albeit Rachel a little more nervously at the thought.
"Now," Jareth said, "I do believe you girls are to be wished away to my company for awhile. No time like the present."
Their protests of upcoming tests and classes fell on deaf ears. He tossed each of them a crystal, which both girls caught instinctively. Well, Sarah caught hers. Rachel's fell to the floor before she hastily picked it up.
Their last words echoed about the bathroom.
"Damn it, Jareth!" Sarah cried as glitter began swirling around her.
"I have vocal lessons!" Rachel wailed. "It's important that I maintain-" her voice cut off as they vanished.
Brittany slowly crept out of the stall she had been hiding in. Her blue eyes were so wide, she vaguely wondered if her eyeballs would fall out. But she had more important things to worry about. Like where Sarah and Rachel were, and who that man was.