Jareth had no idea what possessed him to go Above Ground on Sarah's birthday. She'd banished him from her life years ago and yet, each year, like an idiot, he went to her and watched her celebrate without him.
This year had been the worst yet. Twenty one years old. Apparently it was now legal for her to consume alcoholic beverages. While he knew she wasn't so drunk to be a danger to herself, she had danced with many little boys who were not worthy of her time or attention.
Since he could not go to her without her consent, he had been exiled to a far corner of the bar, nursing an ale. Just one, he couldn't afford to get drunk Above Ground and run the risk of passing out. He suppressed horrid memories of that time in 1785 when he'd had too much to drink and woken up in some old woman's bathtub. Fortunately still fully clothed, but unfortunately the old woman coming into the bathroom was not. He shivered in barely concealed disgust as he remembered her grabbing for him. He had barely made it out of their with his dignity intact.
Now he sat at the head of his Council table, feeling a bit ill. One ale should not have that effect on him. He felt drunk, had it really been that long since he'd had a drink up in Sarah's world?
"Sire, are you well?" Gorkin, his aide asked, concerned.
"Totally fine, I assure - I assure you," Jareth said loftily then burped.
He heard a woman's laugh in his head, her laugh and he frowned. She was trying to find her way to the bathroom in that tiny apartment. How he knew that, he was not sure.
"You Sarah Williams, are drunk," he heard her voice say but it came out of his mouth. The others at the table looked at him oddly and he shrugged.
"All you need now is a Goblin King to give you your birthday kiss - allllll - grown up you are. Jareth! Come to me," Sarah's voice filled his head, but again, he said the words along with her. Clapping a hand over his mouth, he mumbled an apology and ran from the room.
He was going to have a few words with Miss Sarah Williams. After he took some pain medication - he felt more drunk now and knew he was feeling her giddiness. It gave him ideas and he smirked with an evil laugh echoing from his chambers.