Hello my friends.

I have returned. Please excuse the wait- my poor Labyrinth Muse was shot halfway through writing this chapter. He's recovering though.

Thanks for all the reviews guys

Now on with the show...


Game Over

"Ah, you made it then" a velvet voice noted from behind. Ruben spun to find himself face-to-face with the Goblin King.

"Where's Jae?" he demanded sharply.

"Whom?" the Goblin King asked, sounding for all the world as though he couldn't care less.

"You know, the kid I wished away"

"Oh, you mean my newest subject" the king nodded. "She's probably getting drunk, like the rest of her kind"

As if on cue a three foot tall, mottled grey being stumbled onto the scene- wearing the same, if slightly tatty, blue T-shirt and shorts that Jae had been wearing, a drunken smile plastered on its squashed face.

"Ello- hic-Kingy" the Goblin slurred in Jae's voice

Ruben gasped, and Goblin-Jae turned to look at him, it-she had enormous lamp like eyes with red irises and crooked yellowing teeth had replaced the sharp white set. "Kingy, what'sh that?"

"That is a cretin" the king replied

"Ish it for eating?" the Goblin-Jae rasped.

The king ignored her. "You lost Ruben; the 'child' is here to stay"

"That's because the stupid maze is impossible!" Ruben snarled. "No one could beat it!"

"Wrong again" the king scoffed. "The labyrinth has been beaten before"

"Oh really, who by?"

"She's standing right behind you" the Goblin King smirked

Ruben whirled and saw a teenaged girl standing half in shadow. A pair of green stared at him from the silhouetted face. He'd know those eyes anywhere. Sarah.

"You see" the King's face had softened slightly. "That insolent girl turned my world upside down. At fifteen years old she succeeded in solving a puzzle that a fully grown man could not"

All of a sudden a chiming began.

"Game over"


Ruben fell to his knees as the thirteenth chime died away. He'd failed- he'd allowed himself to be distracted by the Goblin King.

"Oh, do be quiet" Jareth scoffed. "You got further than most so I will be generous"

"Oh?" Ruben stared up at the monarch

"Before I send you home I will grant you one request" the king produced a crystal. "What will it be?"

"Change Jae back" was his instant reply

The crystal in the Goblin King's hand floated over to the goblin girl and burst on contact with her lank mop of hair; in an instant; in the goblin's place stood a beautiful blonde child in a blue dress that any Disney princess would kill her prince to get her hands on. She had a silver headband in her feathery blonde mane and faint streaks of colour across her eyelids.

"There" the king smirked. "The child is no longer a goblin; you may go"

"NO!" Ruben screamed. "I have to take her back to her mum!"

"You really think" the teenaged Sarah scoffed, moving forward and aging a year with each step. "That I'd want you when he once gave me such a precious gift"

She'd reached the king, and her proper age, by the end of her little speech. Ruben couldn't help but stare at the veritable goddess before him- he'd thought that she was hot in the leggings and T-shirt that she wore for rehearsals; but this Queenly Garb… he wanted her so much.

"What gift?" Ruben blurted, thinking that he'd give her anything if she'd just leave the kid and come back with him. For some reason it didn't occur to him to ask how she'd got to this accursed place.

"This" her now gloved hand rested gently on Jae's head. "Little angel"

"No?" his cry was of blatant disbelief this time.

"Daddy?" Jae looked up at the king. "When's he going away?"

"Right now princess" Jareth pulled a crystal from the air and through it at Ruben.

As he vanished he heard her utter a sultry. "Au revoir"


There we go.

What did you think of that.

Jareth: You kept me waiting Myra

Myra: *Unphased* I made my excuses at the top of the page- and anyway, isn't this where the Wise Man's Hat usually comes to bother me?

Jareth: *smirks* Sarah advised the Wise man that he and his hat should go to a councilor- for there arguments

Myra: *Myra starts shaking then bursts out laughing at the image of the Wise man and his hat in Relationship Therapy* so Jareth, may I have permission to borrow a certain line from the WMH?

Jareth: Just keep writing these JS stories and you can have whatever you want

Myra: This isn't the end dear readers so please leave a contribution in the little box.

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