A/N: There is a challenge over on jdbfangirlharem with 100 themes for 100 chapters. I have decided to take up the challenge as a way to write short little snippets when I don't have time to write my chapter fic. To those reading my story, The Reference, don't worry, it's still being worked on. I am just putting it on hold until I have more time to write.

So, without further ado, here's the first challenge! (I'm not doing them in order. Decided to use a random number generator to make it a surprise each time I want to write!)

Theme #29: Happiness

Happiness is unique to each individual. One person may think shopping brings happiness, another may think a bubble bath is the epitome of happiness, while still another may think chasing chickens around a throne room is happiness incarnate. Sarah Williams, while agreeing with the first two, wasn't quite sure about the third. However, Meep the goblin was happily proving her wrong. Meep and his friends had initiated a game of "catch the chicken" shortly after their monarch had told them to clear the throne room of the foul fowl. Since then, only two of the dozen chickens had been caught and released outside the castle. It appeared the goblins much preferred chasing the chickens versus catching them. A fact made evident when one of the chickens being chased ran into a wall and passed out; the goblins had then courteously waited for it to wake up, made sure it was all right, then continued chasing it around the throne room.

The goblin's monarch and his guest watched with amusement for the first ten minutes or so, until the King started to become annoyed. Sarah glanced at him, a coy smirk on her lips. She placed a hand on his arm, gently rubbing it. "They're happy and enjoying themselves," she whispered close to his ear.

"And ignoring my orders while doing it," he growled.

"Why don't we go up to that tower you showed me last night while they finish up," she suggested, peering at him from under dark lashes.

Jareth smirked and wrapped an arm around her waist, transporting them to the aforementioned tower. The goblins never noticed their missing monarch until several hours later when both chickens and goblins were too tired to move and decided that sleeping on the throne room floor wasn't such a bad idea. Knowing the King, they wouldn't have to leave until late morning when he and Lady Sarah would emerge from their tower, faces glowing with happiness.

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Meep is mine...