So, I was just sitting there watching the IV and V and just wondering how Jareth would react if he and Han Solo were trapped in the same room for a moment...

"Who are you?" Han Solo asked, holding up his blaster.

"That is irrelevant, besides being entirely obvious. The real question is, who may you be?" Jareth asked imperiously.

"Funny buddy. I'm Han Solo, not that that matters to a jokester like you. How long do you want to live?"

"As a King, I should be asking you that."

Han snorted. "Ha. King of what? Chipmunks?"

"I am Jareth, King of the Goblins."

"Huh. I'm not even going to pretend to be impressed, cause let me tell you this buster, I don't like kings."

"I am unimpressed by you waving of that silly mechanism."

"Well, your emperialness, I could blow your head straight off with this silly mechanism."

"I should like to see you try."

"Oh, why you little!" Han Solo yelled, aiming his blaster.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Yeah? Well, then, it's a good thing you aren't, huh?"

Jareth sighed. "I can imagine how people of the opposite sex must run from you."

"Yeah, right. I'm practically married to a princess, buster."

"Ah. I suppose she'd have lanky brown hair, be entirely independent, and turned away from the start."

Han furrowed his brow. "Hey! Leia's not like that! She has nice straight luxurious brown hair!"

"Ah. I see the difference."

"Well, what about you? I bet you prey on little girls. Can't get real women."

"Hey! I don't prey on Sarah! I have never preyed on Sarah! And when i first met her, she was sixteen."

Han snorted. "Hey, do you know something? You aren't worth the breath that's been wasted on you. A little girl."

"She's twenty five by now!"


"Shut up. Sarah has beautiful curly brown hair, an independent spirit, and a tendency to like her space."

"I bet you haven't even kissed yet. I got her to kiss me. And she told me she loved me first. I have one of the most romantic lines in the history of the universe."

"Yeah, right. I hear these day it's all about the stalking. like with those Vampires."

"Well, movies aren't as good as they once were."

"What's your line?"

The projector on the far wall flashed on, replaying the scene.

"I love you!"

"I know."

Han grinned. "Top that."

"I can't, but, you know, I'll bet your character dies at the end. That's something your character would do."

"Nope. I get my life and the girl. Besides, I can't die, I'm Indiana Jones."

*Cue the Indiana Jones Music, watch Han Solo swing out of the room on a rope*

Logic has been thrown to the wind. It is flying on the wings of an owl. Jareth's response to that, of course, would be "Well I can't die, I'm David Bowie." And then turn into an owl and fly away.

This was my epic *EPIC* Star Wars/Labyrinth cross. I had fun. I hope you did too. Read and Reveiw! Jareth's ordering you to! And Han wants you to know that he knows you like him better. And Jareth wants you to know that he knows that Han's lying.

("They do not!" "Huh. That's what you think.")