Jareth has been flying for months and he hasn't had any luck in finding Sister Sarah. He was set to give up when he noticed something in the woods.
"It is a prison," Jareth thought. He flew in to get a closer view.
It wasn't really a prison. It was more like a single jail sell among many trees. Inside the cell were thousands of characters. There were some Jareths, some Sarahs, there were a couple Buffys, Inuyashas, Edward Cullens, and so on. All of them had numbers around their necks. Most were in the one to twenty range. There were a few though that reached into the hundreds.
Jareth quickly transformed into his human form. As soon as he did most of the characters came rushing to the bars screaming, "Review my story!" "Please write a review." "I only need one more review till I am set free!"
Edward came up to the bars saying, "If you want to see what happened to Bella after she had the baby, write 5 reviews. It has been three weeks since Bella went into labor and I don't even know the sex of my child."
A Jareth came up saying, "Hey man help a brother out. Tell my writer she is amazing so I can finally kiss Sarah."
"Narrator what is this place?" Jareth asked.
It is a place where authors hold their stories hostage.
"What do you mean? How can they hold them up like that?"
Well if an author is upset with the number of reviews they are getting they will sometimes hold the story hostage till they reach a certain number of reviews. They hold all of their characters here until their demands are met.
"That is terrible! Those poor characters! What did they do to deserve this? I mean you ignore me, but at least you haven't thrown me into prison."
No, I never felt the need to. I mean I like praise, it makes me feel good. But the idea of demanding it…well that never sat well with me.
"Can we set them free?"
I wish I could but yours is really the only story I control. If I could I would. I would be so happy if I could. Many stories that I enjoy would be closer to their end. But I can't. The only thing I can do is suggest that you move on.
"I haven't gotten any closer to finding Sarah though. Are you sure you don't know where she is?"
You would think I would. But I don't. When I sent her to that convent I thought she would find a way back…turns out Slutty Sister Sarah is not as smart as I pegged her to be.
"Alright, I'll keep looking. But just promise me one thing; you will never hold me hostage."
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"Narrator, PROMISE ME YOU WON'T HOLD ME HOSTAGE."
Jareth I can't do that.
"WHY NOT?!?!?!"
Well I can promise you I will never hold this story hostage but…I can't say I won't hold you hostage. The thought of you being bound, gagged, and under my control is just too tempting.
"NO!"
Don't worry Jareth that is not THIS story. You can continue your search for Sarah, without the fear of being tied up by me…for now.
A/N: Thank you all so much for reviewing...Really writing this always makes me giggle. I also get out some of my frustration. So thank you again for reading my funny little fanfic.