A/N: Damn! I just took a break to watch the Linguini Incident (conveniently starring David Bowie) and my inbox got eight favorites and follows! I got inspired to write immediately. Enjoy!

Stellan waddled around the corner of the Labyrinth's hedge maze as fast as his little legs could carry him.

The two year old Goblin Prince was the spitting image of his father. The same wild, feathery blonde hair framed his small face which, at the moment, was sporting a very familiar grin. The boy's eyes also had Jareth's contrasting pupils, but his mother's forest-green color.

The fay child was giggling to himself as he hurried through the Labyrinth. Upon spotting a marble bench placed against the right side of the path, he dropped to his knees and crawled underneath. The prince then curled up into a ball and covered his mouth with his hands.

"Oh dear! Oh dear, precious!" Jareth's overly atonished voice came from the other side of the hedge. "Where in the world could our little Goblin Babe have run off to?"

"Why I don't know, Jareth! I think he went this way, but how ever shall we find him? He's just too clever for the two of us!"

The Goblin King and Queen appeared around the corner of the hedge maze with matching amused expressions. One of the royal family's favorite past-times was going on long strolls through the Labyrinth; strolls that always turned into hide-and-seek games.

Jareth nudged his wife gently and nodded toward the bench.

Stellan's little bum was sticking out from underneath his clever hiding place.

Sarah bit her lip to keep from laughing before winking at her husband.

"Gosh, I hope we find the little prince soon, darling." She gushed as she and Jareth walked further down the path. "We simply have to!"

"Why is that, love?" Jareth smirked, playing along.

"Because I'm getting quite hungry. When I find him, I think I'm going to gobble him up!"

"An excellent idea, my queen!" Jareth replied enthusiastically before pulling his wife to a stop just one step past the bench. "But first...I'm going to TICKLE HIM!"

In less than a second, Jareth had spun on his heel and snatched the Goblin Prince out from under the bench and was tickling the squealing child relentlessly.

Before Sarah could join in on the fun, suddenly the Goblin King stood up and faced her, holding the boy in front of him.

"Oh no! It's the Goblin Queen! Do you know what she does to little ones like you, son? She gobbles them up!"

Cathing on to Jareth's new game, Sarah hunched over and brought her hands up, curling her fingers like claws.

"RAWR!"

"No!" Stellan shouted through his giggle fit.

"Don't worry, my prince. I'll save you!" Jareth clutched his son to his chest and started running in slow motion in the opposite direction.

"Oh, no!" He cried, looking over his shoulder. "She's too fast! I can't outrun her!"

Slowly, the Goblin King fell to his knees and rolled to his back in a mock-death scene, holding the goblin babe in the air above him.

"I'm dying of exhaustion! Forgive me, Prince Stellan!"

"GOTCHA!" Sarah exclaimed, sweeping her baby into her arms and pulling his shirt up.

"NOM-NOM-NOM!" She shouted, pretending to eat Stellan's tummy before blowing raspberries on it.

The baby prince screamed with delight.

Jareth propped himself up on one elbow and watched his family play together, his chest swelling with emotion.

It was so strange. He had spent so many centuries granting wishes and mastering dreams for others and yet he never truly felt what it meant to have such things come true until now.

As long as he had his precious Sarah and their beautiful son by his side, the world coud fall down for all he cared.

"Hey guess what, sweetheart?" Sarah said setting the boy on the ground and crouching to his eye-level.

"Wha', mommy?" Prince Stellan asked excitedly as he straightened his shirt.

"It's time to TICKLE DADDY!" She yelled turning to the reclining Goblin King.

"Yay! Tickle daddy!" The goblin babe yelled as he and his mother pounced.

"Sarah! No, stop Stellan! Please, I can't-" Was all poor Jareth was able to say before dissolving into hysterical tickle-induced laughter.

One three-way tickle war later, the royal family made their way back to the castle for lunch and then Stellan would have to be put down for his much needed nap.

"Hey," Sarah said to her mate as their son toddled on ahead, "what were you thinking about earlier when I was playing with Stellan? You were so quiet."

"I was thinking about my dreams and how you gave them to me."

"Really? Huh, well that's funny, because you still haven't given me all of my dreams yet."

Jareth stopped and turned to face her.

"What else is it that you desire, my precious? Say your right words and I'll-"

Sarah placed a finger to his lips, silencing him. She leaned in to his ear and Jareth stiffened as her hot breath caressed his skin.

"I wish that tonight..."

Her finger slid from Jareth's lips to his neck,

"...the Goblin King would take me to bed..."

from his neck to his chest,

"...and give me a little Goblin Princess."

down to the waistband of his, now tighter than usual, breeches.

Placing a soft kiss on the skin below her husband's ear, Sarah then quickly pulled away with an innocent smile and followed after her son, leaving an extremely flustered and horny Goblin King behind her.

A/N: Special thanks to a certain guest reviewer for giving me the idea for the Goblin Prince's name, this chapter is for you! I'm thinking about starting an unrelated Labyrinth multi-chapter fic soon. Tell me what you think in the reviews!