I trotted cheerfully down the new tunnel, completely oblivious to the fact that I was going the wrong way. The path was beginning to slope uphill, and the cobblestones were becoming more orderly. Noticing what I hoped was a light up ahead, I smiled happily, and began walking faster. Turning the corner, I ran headlong into a giant crystal ball. I fell over for the x's-time in a matter of minutes, and groaned, frustrated. Ignoring my bruising back, I stared up at the crystal, my eyes wide in horror. Jareth smirked down at me, bouncing a tearful Toby in his arms.
"Why, hello Sarah." He sneered.
I blinked at him.
Jareth shifted Toby to his other arm.
"I thought now would be a good moment for the half-time show, don't you think?" Jareth smiled innocently.
I blinked again.
"Good. I'm glad we're in agreement." His smile grew, revealing a pair of fanged teeth. Turning, he gestured to a blurred figure in the background. Several music chords drifted thorough the air, and Jareth winked at me. He bent over Toby, and began whispering to him. Straightening up, he waved his hand majestically, and a horde of goblins appeared behind him.
"You remind me of the babe." Jareth crooned seductively. A furry goblin looked up at him confusedly.
"What babe?"
Jareth glared at him.
"The babe with the power."
As if that were obvious, really.
"What power?"
Jareth ran a hand exasperatedly through his hair.
"The power of voodoo."
"Who do?" I chirped curiously.
Jareth raised his eyebrow disapprovingly at me. The other goblins simply looked confused.
"You do!" I pointed at Toby, who giggled happily. Jareth looked vaguely amused.
Wait. Jareth was holding Toby… and while I'd pointed to Toby… one could also see how I might have accidentally pointed to the Goblin King as well… implying that I was taken in by his seductively tight pants…
Oh, dear.
"Um… I was talking to Toby?" I volunteered.
The Goblin King gave me The Look.
"Dude! It's not my fault you're the one holding him! And it's most definitely not my fault he looks like he was about to cry, and that you were most certainly not cheering him up, so get all those pervy ideas out of your head!"
Dammit. I really need to work on forming coherent sentences under pressure.