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Chapter One: Drunken Wishes

"G-guys, tanks for tofight," Sarah slurred as she stumbled along hanging onto to her friends for support.

"Well, it's not every day a pretty girl like you turns 21," Dale joked, making sure to keep Sarah from falling, "plus we had to make sure you had a proper taste of alcohol." Dale smiled and tighten his muscular arm around Sarah's waist. They sure did show her the meaning of good alcohol, she hadn't been this hammered in while... ever. Anytime she stuck a few of her dad's beers she would immediately pour the rest out and throw it away from the awful and bitter taste.

"Sorry we have to leave you alone on your big night, we have to fly out tomorrow," Ruby said apologetically. "Wh-what, it's 3 a.m.!" Sarah laughed meeting Ruby eyes. Ruby had been her friend since freshman year at the university. She was the type of women that everyone envied. She was tall and beautiful. Her smooth olive skin and silky black hair brought out her sea blue eyes. Plus her brother Dale was also just as drop dead gorgeous. Dale had a different mother so he didn't have Ruby's olive skin, however, he had the same piercing blue eyes and the same charcoal black hair that Ruby had.

Sarah, lost in thought, fumble almost falling to the ground. "Woah, Sarah I'm glad we cut you off when we did," Dale said tightening his grip around Sarah's waist, "your parents would kill us if they saw how drunk you are."

"They aren't coming in until Sunday," Sarah whined.

"Doesn't matter after you started sprouting nonsense out about goblins and your beloved Goblin King I knew you had enough."

"You don't understand it's real. I went in there to save Tob-"

"We know Toby, your little brother, blah, blah, blah, Goblin King loves you blah, blah." Dale rolled his eyes and smiled cheekily at his over-imaginative friend.

"You should get drunk and write a book," Ruby interjected.

"Ya, but you should put more smut and sex in the story though if you want to get it to sell," this earned Dale an elbow in the stomach, "Ow! I'm just saying. Plus the way you talk about your little Goblin King I'm sure it can't be that hard." At Dale's wink, Sarah jabbed him harder.

This playful banter between the three friends went on until they reach Sarah's apartment. As they approached Sarah's white shabby door to the apartment they quickly said their goodbyes and left.

Upon entering the small apartment Sarah glanced at the clock. 3:15 a.m. Oh God, I'm going to have a massive hangover in the morning, Sarah thought. Most of her previous playfulness had subdued, she no longer felt light-hearted anymore, instead, she felt a dark hole in soul seemingly grow bigger. It's always been that way it reminded her that her time in the Labyrinth wasn't a child's delicate dream but an adult's hard reality.

She sighed to herself and picked up her copy of the Labyrinth. Whenever she felt depressed she would re-read it. She closed her eyes clutching the book tightly in her hands as she recalled her memories and the wonderful friends she made there. Hoggle, Didymus, Ludo and the even the Goblin King. She accepted long ago that the Goblin King was doing his job. This is what he knew. Even though she didn't agree with his methods she couldn't blame him either. She smiled as she recalled her Goblin King. What was his name again? Jared? No that wasn't it. Frustrated Sarah quickly scanned the book, however, to no avail there was no mention. Sarah knew the name she remembers it. "Jareth!" she screamed happily as she recalled it.

Suddenly the room became dark and the stillness of the room became frightening. As Sarah scurried off the coach she ran for the flashlight. If there was one thing Sarah didn't like it was the dark. However, as she fumbled her way through her tiny apartment a pair of large arms wrapped around her and a silky voice greeted her "You called."

Author Notes: Hey guys! I hope you like my spin-off tale of the Labyrinth. Please review and share comments or critiques.