All the good stuff belongs to Henson, et. al.

These little stories all exist in the same universe as "Color, Magic Color," but are not in any chronological order at all. If you wish, you can blame Jareth for messing with the clocks.

AN: So of course, I earn the M rating on the first one out of the gate. I. M. Pervert. The following silliness earned it's rating because of sexual content. I apologize in advance.

1: An Upsetting Interlude

When Sarah crawled up between his legs with a look of delicious promise, Jareth was thrilled at the expected treat and was disappointed when he didn't get it, but that wasn't why he was upset.

She was obviously quite intoxicated, but that wasn't why he was upset.

She dozed off during their planned night of snuggling, but that wasn't why he was upset.

No, the thing that upset him, that made him angrily decide he wanted a cold shower and that he was going to bloody well make sure she had an icy cold shower, too, was that moments before she lapsed into an inebriated stupor, she had suddenly flipped herself onto her back, laid her head in his lap and drunkenly shouted, "Look, I'm a unicorn!"

Update: Friend reads the above. Says "oh year, I've heard that joke." Wut? Apparently there is a unicorn-penis-forehead joke of some sort floating around out there. And I thought I was so original. Truly there is nothing new under the sun.