By: The Dragon's daughter
*Disclaimer* I don't own Labyrinth! Will you stop rubbing my nose in it?
AU- hehehehehehe, why.... yes! I am insane!
"Mommy! Jerry's pulling my hair!"
"I am not!"
Sarah squeezed her eyes shut as Sally emitted a pain filled squeal.
"He did it again!"
"Knock it off , you two!" she snapped in what she hoped was a suitably
militarian tone... apparently it was because the children subsided and
dwelled sulkily over their cereal, occasionally shooting dagger laden
glares at each other. Sarah shook her head and snorted, albeit fondly. "Eat
your breakfast and then go upstairs for your books, you don't want to miss
your bus do you?"
Sally flushed. "EEE!" she cried. "No! I have show and tell today!" she dove
into her breakfast, her brother's antics forgotten.
Jerry pouted. "I don't wanna go to school, Ms. McLeary's just gonna pick on
me again!" he protested.
Sarah sighed and leaned back against the counter to stare at the slightly
dingy ceiling of her kitchen. Beside her the dishwasher rattled alarmingly,
she kicked it absently and the rattle subsided. "Eat up anyway, constraint
"I got enough character, I want a teacher who calls on someone else for
Sarah was startled into laughter and dropped a loving kiss on her son's
head. "I used to have similar sentiments about your grandmother." She
chuckled. "I'll call your teacher and have a talk with her."
Jerry sighed dramatically and began, once again, the tedious process of
spooning cereal into his mouth.
Foot steps on the stairs alerted Sarah to her husband's presence.
"Morning, Daddy!" Sally and Jerry chorused, all smiles.
"Good morning, rats." He chortled and ruffled their hair. Then he slipped
up behind Sarah and dropped a series of long, languorous kisses along the
nape of her neck. "Good morning, beautiful."
Sarah smiled and turned around to return the favor... just as a loud BANG!
And the sound of water gushing out onto concrete floor sounded. "Oh no!"
she groaned. "The washing machine's gone again!" she turned to her husband.
"The warranty just expired!"
He scowled. "They time it, don't they? Oh well, it's my day off, I'll take
care of the mess and see what I can do to it." he started towards the
garage where the washer and dryer were stored, but then doubled back on his
path to wrap his arms around Sarah's waist. "You mind finishing that
thought first, though?"
"Speeeeewwwww." Jerry moaned. "They're getting mushy again!" he complained
to Sally, who made a face of equal distaste.
Sarah buried her face in her husband's chest to muffle her giggles, but
they were drowned out by his deep laughter.
Sally leapt up from her seat and dashed up the stairs. "Last one up's a
puffer-fish!" she called behind her.
"No fair!" Jerry cried. "Wait up!" was his battle cry as he tore off after
Sarah looked up at the man who had his arms around her. "What about them?"
He shook his head. "It's nothing... I just never believed I could be a part
of creating two creatures so absolutely..." he paused, searching for a
"Horrible?" Sarah supplied helpfully.
He made a face at her. "I was thinking more along the lines of 'perfect' or
'amazing', but horrible works too."
Sarah laughed and they both jumped as another bang sounded from the garage.
"That sound serious..." she started.
"It would be." He said flippantly and reluctantly released his wife. "Maybe
it's time to think about a new one." He said reluctantly.
Sarah cast a dubious glance at the counter, where a stack of colorful bills
had collected... all overdue. "I don't think..."
"Well it's sounds like it's playing it's requiem and writing it's will."
Sarah hugged herself. "Well, we can use laundromates for a while until we
"That's the spirit!" he said jovially and started towards the garage... as
he reached the screen door he turned back. "I don't regret this, Sarah.
Money's tight, and this life is hard, but you're worth every second of it.
I just want you to know I love you..."
Sarah blushed and smiled dreamily, after twelve years and two children he
could still make her insides do somersaults with a smile. "I love you too,
Jareth grinned wickedly and snagged his tool box from the linoleum floor.
"Always and forever."
Sarah burst out of sleep and sat bolt upright in bed with a scream. She
stared wildly around her with a hand pressed to her chest... until she
realized that she was at home, in her room...
Her Sir Didymus plushie stared down at her from the shelves comfortingly.
"Was it... a dream?" she wondered out loud, and then shuddered. "More like
a nightmare. Me... married to Jareth?"
She exhaled long and slow... in the depths of the house Toby began to cry
and she automatically got out of bed to go to him.
Deep in the Underground, the goblins were treated to a strange sight.
Jareth was standing in his throne room without an ounce of make-up, clad in
a limp white short sleeved dress shirt only half way buttoned up, a pair of
threadbare jeans, old hiking boots with his hair caught back in a ponytail.
A bright orange toolbox with 'King' written on it in permanent marker lay
beside his feet.
He had his arms crossed over his chest and he was staring off into the
blank air with a curious half-smile gracing his harsh lips. "A nightmare,
Sarah? Really?" he mused out loud. "I was thinking more along the lines of