A/N: So here is the finale for my first ever Thanksgiving fic. Thank you to everyone who has read it. I hope you have enjoyed it.
Shout outs:
TeamSophia: I hope you like the ending. Thanks for reading.
Special Shout out to my beta RMBiehl thanks as always with the editing help.
What started as a simple one shot centered around Toby and the goblins turned into a three chapter fic twice as long as I intended. For all my readers in the states happy Thanksgiving! To everyone happy Fall.
Toby worried. He had gotten his stepmother to take him to the library, and he spent a couple of hours looking up the butchering of turkeys.
The poor little things never saw their parents and were cooped inside all their lives. Then they got to hang upside down with their heads cut off.
He felt so bad for the turkeys. Thanksgiving was in a week and a half. He needed to help those turkeys he met before they were killed for Thanksgiving dinner.
He knew he couldn't talk to his mom, dad, or Sarah about his feelings. His dad was too busy to be concerned with something like this. He would just tell Toby to do some homework or read a book or something. His mom would just get mad at Sarah for taking him somewhere to upset him. She would treat him like an infant, probably tuck him in, and give him some milk.
Sarah might be the only one who would understand, but she was getting older and had enough to worry about. She had work, and her relationship with Jareth. She didn't talk to him about it much, but he knew after dating for more than two years that either they would do something like get married or they would break up.
He liked Jareth ok. The guy was weird but was nice to his sister. It was bizarro thinking that he was from some other place…like not from Earth or whatever. If he were honest he liked Jareth more than he let on, and he really liked hanging with the goblins. He just was afraid of what would happen if Sarah and Jareth decided to get married.
Sarah really liked him, he thought she might even love him, and Toby could tell that Jareth loved his sister. Toby just didn't want him to take his sister away to a place he couldn't go and he wouldn't see her again.
If he was sure that something like that wouldn't happen, he would be more comfortable with Jareth. He knew that was the reason he always seemed to hold back.
Jareth, he thought. Now that was someone he could probably talk to. He was a grown-up, he guessed. It was hard to tell sometimes because Jareth would ask the weirdest questions, and acted as if he didn't know what the most basic things were.
So, Jareth could do things that he as a kid could not, but he would probably tell his sister about it. On the other hand, Jareth often did fun stuff with him, even when Sarah got mad at him for doing it.
The problem was, he didn't know how to get in touch with Jareth. Honestly, he didn't know how to get in touch with anyone on that side.
As far as he knew, only Sarah could do it. When he wanted to see the goblins, he would go over to Sarah's house. Sometimes Sarah would go to another room and come back with some of his buddies. Other times they would just show up.
He asked his sister about it before, many times actually, but she refused to talk about how the whole going from there to here worked. He knew why she was so tight-lipped. She didn't want him to mess up and tell anyone about the Underground or show them the goblins or some of her other friends from over there.
Toby had no idea why she thought that way. He had kept them all a secret for this long, hadn't he? Even though seeing the look on his friends' faces if they met the goblins would be awesome, he knew why he couldn't tell them.
He also had asked about visiting the place where Jareth and the others lived. Sarah was adamant that it was never going to happen.
He knew she was afraid that if he knew how the goblins got here, he might use that to run away to where they lived if he got mad at his parents instead of just coming here. The more he thought about it, he knew she was probably right. But he still wanted to know how they got here.
Then it hit him. The goblins, they would help him. Toby remembered Sarah complaining about the goblins stealing eggs out of her refrigerator often as soon as she bought them.
Anyone who spent more than five minutes with the goblins knew that all of them were obsessed with chickens. They stole the eggs because they came from chickens, he guessed.
Thinking some more, a plan put itself together. The only thing he needed to do was to find out how to get the goblins to come to him without Sarah knowing.
He also needed to finish his paper for Harshman. He hated taking time from his plan to save the turkeys to work on a stupid paper, but he knew he would need to if he was going to make this plan work.
Toby was glad he had started it earlier. He took the rest of the evening and finished it up. Looking at his final essay, he knew it wasn't the best, but it would be passible. Then he started to put more work into his plan. He knew that with Thanksgiving just over a week away, he would have to do this quickly.
The first part of Toby's plan required that he be in Sarah's house without Sarah there.
He called her a couple of times that week and casually asked her questions to find out if there was a day coming up when she might not come home right after work.
He was in luck. On Thursday, she told him, she was going out with some of the other teachers for something she called "happy hour", whatever that was.
He nervously waited for Thursday. He told his mom and dad that he was going to the library after school. It was a mom approved place and then he wouldn't have to worry about missing his mom's afternoon call to see if he was alive and not kidnapped. He still had no idea what to do once he was in Sarah's house, but he was determined to figure it out.
On Thursday, he walked to his sister's house, a trek of more than three miles from his school, and he used her hidden key to get in. He wasn't sure if Sarah knew that he knew which rock was the fake one that held her key, but he made sure to put it back. If he did this right she would never have to know that he knew about it at all.
Once he was in, he looked around. The house was small, but he remembered whenever Sarah got the goblins, or whenever they were here, they always seemed to come from the back of the house where the bedrooms were.
He never saw them show up in the living room or the kitchen. So, Toby wandered back to Sarah's room and the spare bedroom where he stayed when he slept wanting to invade his sister's private space any more than he already had, Toby started with the spare bedroom.
He opened the door and looked around. The room didn't have much in it, just a double bed and a dresser with a mirror on the wall behind it. Toby ran his hand along the walls and tapped every so often. He had no idea why he was doing it except that shows on TV had people doing this to find secret passages. All the walls sounded normal to him and no doors to other worlds opened up.
Toby sighed, thinking that this had been an inspired idea. Not knowing what else to do, Toby got on his hands and knees and looked under the bed. He hoped that he would find a goblin or two under the bed, but nothing was there. Not even dust bunnies. Darn his overly neat sister.
With no other choice, he went across the hall to his sister's repeated the process in there. While you could never call any room of Sarah's cluttered, it did have more things in it than the spare room since this was the one that she slept in. In addition to her larger bed and dresser, it had her old vanity from when she was still living at home.
He found no hidden door in that room's walls, and all of his taps sounded normal to him. There was nothing under her bed or the vanity when he moved the seat.
The drawers in the dresser and the vanity looked too small to hold more than the smallest of Jareth's goblins, and there were ones of all shapes and sizes that he had seen in her house when he visited. So those were not possibilities as the doorway between worlds.
Toby glanced at the closet and walked over to open it. Nothing unusual was in the closet except there were some strange clothes hanging alongside ones that he recognized as his sister's. Bigger than hers and some of them were covered with glitter and what looked like sequins. Judging by the size, they had to belong to a guy.
Jareth.
Now he kept some of his clothes here to make it easier to convince his mom to let him spend the night here sometimes. Toby didn't want to think about his sister having sleepovers with the Goblin King, so he shut the door with a snap, trying to get unwanted pictures out of his head.
Toby sat down on his sister's bed, dejectedly. He had not seen any evidence of the goblins or how they came and went from this house. Taking one more look around the room Toby sighed.
"I wish I knew how to get the goblins to come for a visit," he mumbled out loud without thinking.
Suddenly, the mirror over Sarah's vanity let out a light that caught Toby's attention.
While he looked at the surface of the mirror, it seemed to ripple, and then he saw a familiar face looking at him.
"Slick!" he called, recognizing one of his goblin friends.
"Toby why are you calling me?" the goblin asked confused.
"I didn't mean to… I mean I did... I mean I wanted to talk to you, but I don't know how I did it," Toby stammered.
Slick nodded, though Toby was sure he didn't understand most if not all of what he had said.
"Hey, Slick, can you and a couple of the goblins come here, so we can talk?" Toby asked.
The goblin thought and then nodded quickly. In moments, three goblins were standing in Sarah's bedroom after coming into the room through the mirror. Toby just sat there with his mouth open, shocked at what he had just seen happen.
"Toby, are you ok?" Slick said when the boy seemed unable to speak.
"Uh, yeah," Toby assured him. "I am just surprised. Um, we don't have a bunch of time because I don't want Sarah to know that I was here, or that I talked to you guys. So, we need to keep it a secret, got it?" he asked the goblins.
The goblins nodded enthusiastically. Toby then explained about the turkeys and how upset he was about what was happening to them.
The goblins listened but did not seem to share his outrage. Toby would never get them to help him if they didn't seem to care. He thought about it for a while and then it came to him.
"You guys know turkeys are really just big chickens," Toby said casually.
Well, that did it. Suddenly, the goblins were all very interested and upset. They loudly expressed their concern for the well-being of the turkeys and threatened the humans that would treat them that way. Some of their punishments were creative and extreme.
Toby could see that this was rapidly getting out of hand. He was imagining the goblins going after the turkey farmers, store owners who sold turkeys, and even the innocent people, who were buying them. He had to get control back.
"Hey, guys," Toby said. "This is just what is done, but it doesn't make the humans bad. They just don't understand. They just don't know how special those big chickens are. I just want to help the turkeys. Next week is a holiday where a bunch of turkeys will be eaten," Toby tried to explain.
"Turkey chickens getting eaten."
Ding was aghast.
Toby knew that would get them. "Now I know I can't save them all, but there is a farm nearby, and I would like to try to save the ones there if I can," he said.
"We will help Toby," Slick declared, and the other two nodded.
"The problem is, guys, I don't know how to do it. How can I help hundreds of turkeys? How would I get them off the farm? Where would I take them? Who would take care of them?" Toby named off his problems, and hearing them out loud made this whole thing seem crazy and impossible.
Sniff, the smallest goblin, and not one that Toby had met before spoke up. "Turkeys-chickens could come to the castle and live with our chickens," she said.
Everyone looked at small sniff. He had the perfect solution. The others readily agreed. Quickly the goblins started talking excitedly among each other. Toby was completely lost, as they were talking fast and sometimes in a language that he did not understand. Finally, they seemed to have reached an agreement. Glancing at his watch Toby was glad that they didn't take too long. Toby had been starting to worry about being caught by his sister.
"It is done; turkey-chickens will come to the castle, and we will take care of them like our chickens," Slick declared.
"OK, so how are we gonna get the turkeys to your castle? Can we even get the turkeys to your castle? I mean they aren't gonna get through Sarah's mirror," Toby told them, starting to go through the problems that he saw with the plan.
"Sniff has magic," Slick said, smacking the small goblin on the shoulder so hard that she almost fell face-first on the ground.
"Magic?" Toby asked confused.
"Most goblins can't do magic without Kingy. Sniff different. Sniff can do magic," Slick explained, and Sniff smiled.
"So, how does that help us?" Toby asked. "Can she just magic the turkeys away to the castle?"
Sniff smiled again and nodded and then shook her head. Toby looked confused and Slick thought for a minute.
"Yes and no," he said.
"Ok, so that makes sense," Toby said with an eye roll hoping they would get on with it. He was still worried that they were sticking around in Sarah's room too long.
"Sniff can make a portal and send turkey chickens to the castle, but Sniff needs to be near the turkey chickens to do it. Sniff needs to see the turkey chickens to send them to the castle."
"Ok," Toby said, slowly nodding. "So, I need to get you guys to the turkeys somehow. I need to think about that."
Then Toby noticed the time on Sarah's alarm clock radio. The red digits caused him to gasp.
"Oh, no, it is five o'clock. I need to get home!" he explained.
"Bye bye Toby," Sniff said,
That caused Toby to freeze. "Oh, no, I can't send you guys back," he said. "I can't have Sarah know what is going on, and I don't know if I can get back here alone again to get you guys."
Toby thought for another minute and then made a decision. "Well, you guys will just have to come home with me."
That was another problem. "Sniff can you send us to my house?" he asked.
Sniff looked hopeful for a minute and then her face dropped. "No," she said sadly.
Toby didn't have time to go into why that was, he needed to get them out of here.
"OK, well, we will need to catch the bus to get home in time. It is just too far to walk there and beat my mom home. There is no way that you guys will be able to get on the bus though. Sniff, can you turn everyone invisible?" he asked.
Sniff again shook her head. "Damn," Toby swore. Then he had an idea.
"I don't know if this will work but it is worth a shot," he said and walked across the room to Sarah's closet.
He opened the closet and took out a long black leather duster. The minute that the goblins saw it, they started jumping around.
"Kingy's, Kingy's," they chorused.
"I figured it belonged to Jareth," Toby said.
He looked the three goblins over, and he measured with his hands. "Can you guys sit on each other's shoulders?"
The goblin nodded and then laid down with their bottoms on each other's shoulders.
Toby shook his head and tried not to laugh. After a lot of trial and error, he managed to get a totem pole of three goblins.
Siff, the smallest, was on top and sat about a foot taller than Toby. He looked at the coat and worried that it would not be long enough.
Without any other choice, Toby fitted the long leather coat around the stack of goblins.
The coat was indeed several inches too short, and goblin legs and feet did not look in any way human. Toby went back into the closet and came out with a pair of his sister's knee-length black leather boots.
He helped Slick put them on, and that helped close the gap between the floor and the hem of the coat.
Then he thought for a minute and went back to the closet one more time to grab a cowboy hat from a shelf. He popped it on Sniff's head.
Toby looked over his creation and nodded.
"It isn't great but it is the best I can do. Come on, guys," he said, walking out of the room.
The tower of goblins followed him unsteadily. They walked down the hall and through the living room.
Toby again thanked his sister for renting a one-story cottage to live in.
Once they were outside, he took the key from inside the fake rock and locked the door again. Once he returned the key to its hiding place, he led the goblins down the walk to the sidewalk and to the bus stop.
He held Slick's hand and had his other hand up against one of the goblin's backs he wasn't sure which one, trying to help steady them.
Toby managed to get himself and the goblins on the bus and paid the two fares. The trio of goblins couldn't sit and still look like one person, but they had to stand. This didn't sit well with them especially Slick who was on the bottom of the pile. Toby kept looking around and hoped no one heard him grumbling and checked them out more carefully.
He breathed a sigh of relief that he was able to do it at all and before Sarah got home. Now he just had to hope that he could beat his mom to their home.
Luck was with them, and Toby managed to get home before anyone else. He hurried the goblins into his room and brought them cups of water and a bag of goldfish crackers.
He then went back into the kitchen and called his mother to let her know that he was indeed home and was not a kidnapping victim. She questioned him about his library trip, and he was able to answer her questions successfully enough that he was able to get off the phone in only fifteen minutes.
Toby then got out the Yellow Pages and started to make some phone calls.
After some calculations, he realized that he could use the bus to get to the turkey farm with a couple of transfers. He wasn't practiced at riding the bus or transferring on to another one, but it was his only option. He couldn't ask for a ride for this mission.
Now all he had to do was wait. Toby was on pins and needles all night. His anxiety spiked when Sarah called and told him that she was sure someone was in her house when she wasn't.
He had kept his cool and did not let on. Sarah said that she figured it was a goblin or two, and while she did not think anything was missing it would not surprise her.
Then she confided to her brother that the goblins were prolific thieves. Toby started to worry about the three goblins alone in his room with all his stuff. He checked things carefully that night and the next morning before school and did not notice anything missing. He would have to keep an eye on his new roommates.
The next day, Toby turned in his essay and managed to get through the school day. The clock on the wall seemed to crawl the whole day. Finally, the bell rang, and Toby leaped up and ran for the door.
He raced home and when he got there he quickly called his sister, knowing that her school day for her was about to end. The secretary, knowing who Toby was, had the phone ring in Sarah's classroom. When his sister answered, Toby said a silent prayer.
"Hey, Sarah, I need you to do something for me," Toby began.
"Toby, I still have students. Can't we talk about this in a few minutes when the kids are gone?" she asked.
"Not really, Sarah, it can't. I need you to back me up and tell Mom and Dad that I was with you today."
"Toby, are you in trouble?" Sarah demanded her students forgotten.
"No, I am fine, but there is something I need to do, and I have to do it alone, so I need you to do this for me," Toby pleaded.
"Are you doing something illegal?" Sarah asked.
"Not that I know of," Toby hedged, untruthfully.
He did not look it up, but he was pretty sure what he was going to do was illegal. Was grand theft turkey a thing?
"Please, Sarah. I will go to your place right after, so you really aren't completely lying, and you will know that I am ok," Toby told her, praying that she would go along with this.
Sarah sighed.
"Fine, but you better not do anything too stupid or dangerous," Sarah cautioned.
"I won't," Toby promised quickly.
"And if you get caught I know nothing about any of this got it," she added meaningfully.
"I got it," he said.
He hung up and then dialed the store where his mom worked.
"Hi, Mom, it's me," he said. "I am going to go and hang with Sarah. Maybe you and Dad can go out tonight. Love you, bye."
He hung up before his mom could say anything.
Going back into his room, he found the goblins playing with his toys and looking at his comic books.
He dug the disguise out from underneath his bed, and as quickly as he could, he got the goblins stacked up and into their costume. He managed to get them down the stairs and out the door in one piece.
He managed to get them on the bus without anyone noticing them. They rode to the station and transferred to another bus. All of this was done without the goblin stack toppling, or anyone questioning either him or his companion.
The unusual pair got some weird looks from other passengers, but they were pretty much left alone. Toby didn't want to talk too much in case people noticed multiple voices coming from his friend.
They had to transfer once more before they got on the bus that would take them eventually to the farm.
Once they got off, there was a walk up a long winding lane to the farm proper. Along the way, he took the goblin's disguise off and hid them in the bushes.
When they got to the farm, Toby led them from one barn to another working hard to keep out of sight. At each one, Sniff used her magic to make a portal, and the other two goblins ran around and herded the turkeys of various ages into it.
Toby couldn't believe that they pulled it off when they had cleared out the last barn. He was so happy he hugged the goblins. Then he told them to clear out too. They used the portal themselves and disappeared.
The return trip took Toby longer, as he had to wait much longer for the buses to show up. He also had to carry the large heavy coat, and the other pieces of clothing. When he made it back to town, he was tired and hungry. He managed to make it to Sarah's door and knocked.
Sarah opened the door and looked at her brother. He looked exhausted and limp and was holding stuff from her closet.
What was going on?
"Toby, come in here. What happened? Why do you have my clothes?" she asked, ushering her brother in and having him sit down in the living room.
Suddenly, the whole story tumbled out of Toby. He told her everything from getting the idea to getting in touch with the goblins, to their adventure today. Sarah listened half impressed and half horrified.
"Oh, Toby," Sarah said, putting her arm around her brother's shoulders. "You stole the farmer's turkeys. Not only was that wrong, but it is how a farmer earns a living."
"But Sarah, those poor turkeys," Toby wined.
"Toby, you know we need to get them back. I will need to call Jareth," she said, knowing this wouldn't be a fun talk.
Jareth was tense.
Sarah had just sent a message, letting him know that something was up with her brother, and she had to cancel their date tonight.
Not wanting to deal with his goblins in that mood, he had stayed in his study and worked late into the evening.
He then walked to his throne room, and he could not believe his eyes.
He could not make it into the throne room. From one end to the other, taking up all available space, were the most unusual chickens he had ever seen.
The chicks looked like chickens, but the older ones were gray, not black or white. They were bigger and some had large feather tails.
And the noise!
He could barely take the loud, odd clucking that sounded like a chortle.
"Quiet!" he yelled.
Surprisingly, nothing happened.
Usually, the goblins and chickens obeyed him when he commanded them. These strange birds did none of that. In fact, they seemed to get louder, as if they were shouting back at him. Didn't they know who they were dealing with?
He was stalking into the room, trying to get to his throne in the middle of the room, kicking these strange birds to the side right and left. FInally, he managed to sit down.
"I want the goblins responsible for this!" he yelled.
Slowly, three goblins came out from the circular pit in the middle where they had been hiding under their turkey chickens.
"What is going on here? And what are these… things?" Jareth asked in a deceptively quiet tone.
"These turkey chickens," said Slick.
"Gift from Toby," Sniff added.
"Sniff brought them," Slick continued throwing her under the bus.
Jareth crossed one leg over the other, resting his ankle on the opposite knee. He then put his elbow on his leg, put his head in his hand, and pinched his nose with fingers on the opposite hand.
He had no idea what was going on, and the goblins were making less sense than usual. Whatever this was it seemed to have something to do with young Tobias. Busy or not, he would have to get to Sarah and insist on being told what was going on.
Almost as if he were being heard, he received the summons from his beloved Sarah.
Jareth was never so happy to get away from the castle. He arrived in Sarah's living room, still dressed in his regular attire, to see Sarah sitting on a sofa with her arm around a tearful Toby.
"Hi, Jareth," Sarah began. "I think that you might have some uninvited guests visiting your kingdom."
"I just found that out a little while ago, but I did not quite understand the explanation I got from the goblins," Jareth replied.
Sarah tried to reiterate the story that Toby had told her. Jareth had pity for the boy, who had wanted to save some birds. While he could not condone what Toby had done, he could not fault the boy for having a compassionate heart. It was a trait that he had long admired in Sarah.
He walked over to the sofa and squatted down, so that he was on the boy's eye level.
"Tobias, you have a fine heart, and caring is a wonderful quality to have. It will serve you well. What you did was not right though even if you were well intentioned. You understand that, don't you?" he asked.
"Yeah, Sarah told me, but what happens now?" he asked, miserably.
"Well," Sarah said. In the time since Toby had told her what he had done she had been thinking of a way to fix things without anyone getting in trouble. She finally came up with one, she only hoped that Jareth would play along.
"Jareth, as you know, can do some awesome magic. He can turn the clock back to when you took the turkeys. Only this time, I will be there to stop you," she said giving Jareth a look over her brother's head.
Sarah didn't want to go into how Jareth could play with time but allow certain people's memories to not be affected. Sarah turned to Jareth and raised her eyebrows. Jareth nodded and then stood up.
"How long," he asked, making a large clock appear and hang in the air.
Sarah glanced at her watch. "Um, you called me at about three, so," she calculated. "Um, about six or seven hours should do it."
Jareth nodded again and took his finger and motioned to the clock in a counterclockwise circle.
Time froze, and then Toby and Sarah disappeared from the room.
When his finger had made the correct number of orbits, Jareth stopped and waved away the clock. He sat down in the spot where Sarah and Toby had just vacated and waited.
Toby ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone. He quickly called his sister, knowing that her school day for her was about to end.
The secretary knowing who Toby was had the phone in Sarah's classroom rang. When his sister answered Toby said a silent prayer.
"Hey, Sarah, I need you to do something for me," Toby began.
"Toby, I still have students can't we talk about this in a few minutes when the kids are gone?" she asked.
"Not really, Sarah, it can't. I need you to back me up and tell Mom and Dad that I was with you today."
Toby paused, thinking, "Have I done this before?"
He shook his head as his sister answered.
"No, Toby, I won't lie for you," Sarah told him.
"Well, I will come over to your place afterward, so it won't really be a lie," Toby told her, but something didn't feel right.
"Toby, class is about over. Stay there, and I will drive over as soon as I can," she told him.
Toby knew that his plan was sunk. He would have to think of something else. He waited, and in about twenty minutes, he heard Sarah at the door. He opened the door to her worried face.
"Hey, Sarah," he said, stepping back and letting her in.
"Hi, go get the goblins and pack an overnight bag, and let's go to my house. I will call Karen and let her know that you are going to my house and spending the night," she told him.
Toby had no clue how she knew about the goblins but ran to follow her request. In ten minutes, he returned to the kitchen, and Sarah was just saying goodbye to his mom.
"Hey guys," she greeted the trio of goblins. "Let's go, kiddo," she said and ushered the four of them into her small car.
Toby rode in the front and the three goblins were in the back. When they got to her house, the goblins were worried to see their monarch sitting on a large chair in Sarah's living room.
"Return to the castle," Jareth commanded, and the three ran to obey him.
Toby slumped down into a chair in the room and looked worriedly from his sister to Jareth.
Jareth and Sarah explained to Toby what had happened. Now Toby knew why he felt so weird this afternoon.
He waited to be yelled at by either Sarah or the king or both, but that never happened. They both just seemed to want to make sure that he was ok. Toby stood up and walked over to where Sarah and Jareth were standing side by side. He threw his arms around Jareth and hugged him.
"Thanks, Jareth. You really are a good guy. I'm glad that you are with my sister. I hope you stay together for a long time. Now I have something new to be thankful for on Thanksgiving this year," he said and then dropped his arms and ran for the spare room, not wanting Jareth to see the tears in his eyes.
Sarah looked up at Jareth, the love of her life. She linked her arms around his neck and placed her lips on top of his and kissed him. When the kiss ended she kept her arms where they were and smiled at him again.
He had dropped everything and had done what she had asked to help her brother. No questions asked, and nothing expected in return. She knew at that point how much he trusted and valued her.
It also showed her how much he cared about her brother. She could let go of some of the guilt that she had over wishing Toby away all those years ago. While it wasn't right it had brought Jareth into their lives, and that was something good for both of them.
"Jareth," she said. "You know how I've been hesitent about moving forward and moving in with you? Well, I think I am ready. No, I know I am ready," she told him.
Jareth smiled and then swooped her into his arms and prepared to take her home.
"Jareth," she giggled. "Toby is here we can't leave him."
Jareth's face drooped. It was so comical she burst out laughing.
"It will be fine. We can spend the evening together and then tomorrow after we take Toby back, then you can take us home," she said, and he smiled again.
"Now I have something to be thankful for," he told her.
"We both do," Sarah said as Jareth leaned down to kiss her again.