Cheater III

"You, Sarah Williams, are an ungrateful brat, and I wish the Goblins would come and take you away immediately."

Sarah sputtered even as gleeful Goblins snatched her away to the Castle. "That's cheating, Jareth! You're the Goblin King, you can't wish people away—"

Jareth leaned back in his throne, propping up his chin with one hand, toying with a crystal with the other. "I should think, as King, I can do whatever I want. This does pose an interesting query, though… who'll run the Labyrinth for you, Sarah?" He watched her flush scarlet before paling to an ill-looking parchment shade as the connotations of his question sank in.

With a flourish, the Goblin King tossed a crystal into the midst of his subjects. The Goblins tussled, all trying to claim the crystal for their own; after a few confusing moments, the melee resided and a small, wiry Goblin with an eye-patch and a lion tail slunk out of the brawl, clutching his prize.

"Ah, Calkamere, how kind of you to enlist your services. Sarah, meet your runner." Jareth's satisfied grin widened as Sarah stared at her would-be savior.

"I'm doomed," she groaned.

Oro: I might be persuaded to continue this one, eventually. TTFN, see you later...

Quill: She still doesn't own it.

Oro: I wish you'd shut up, Quill, but somehow I doubt even the Labyrinth could manage that.