Disclaimer: Labyrinth mine is not, young Jedi.
"I'm an alligator."
"Well, I'm a space invader."
"That's not part of the game!"
"I can be whatever I want!"
"Nu uh, we're supposed to be animals. Daaady! Aelyn isn't playing right!"
"I'm not certain this infantile game is suitable for royalty. Did your mother teach you this game?"
"It's make-believe, daddy. Mummy says it's fun to pretend to be other stuff."
"You know, your highness… young children…" a slow and wise sounding voice interjects, "the man with no persona… is blind to…" before rounding off his thought with a loud snore.
"I think what he meant to say," his chirpy hat-piece piped up, "is that the play of personas is necessary in a child's development. The result of the streaming in of the unconscious into the conscious realm, simultaneously with the dissolution of the "persona" and the reduction of the directive force of consciousness, is a state of disturbed psychic equilibrium."
Two young faces, disturbed from their daydream play, look anxiously now to their father for guidance.
"Keep you mouth shut, you squawking pink-monkey-bird."
AN: One of my favourite Bowie songs. This idea was spawned purely from that "squawking like a pink-monkey-bird" line, which made me think of the bird hat (is that his name..?). I also loved the idea of Jareth's kids playing dress-up/make-believe. Then of course you get the know-it-all types wanting to attach some deeper meaning to the situation (with some help from Carl Jung). But our magical, awesome, Bowie-esq, Goblin King is there to put it right ;)
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