Sarah Williams was the first and only friend Franklin Hartford ever made when she moved to a new town to live with a new foster family.
Since Sarah walked right up to Franklin on her first day of freshman year of high school to introduce herse...
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Hoggle is a dwarf who isn't afraid to admit he is a coward. However, he is always afraid of something. No matter if it's a green bog or pink fairies.
"Blah!" The man grumbles as he makes his way through a small group of very large rocks. He can't help but miss his bag of jewels.
Sarah didn't need him and he don't need her neither. Maybe she should live here for a while and sees how she likes all this nonsense. Better to stay away from each other.
"Hoggle, help!" That was a great call from Sarah from somewhere in the labyrinth.
Hoggle's big eyes went even wider. That small heart of his pounds so fast inside. Fear finds its way into his lungs. In one quick motion, he turned, ready to march in the direction in which he came.
How could he be so stupid to leave her alone? She might be being chewed on by a massive mole rat that lurks deep down in the holes bordering the labyrinth.
"I'm coming, Sarah!" He knows what he must do. Be a friend, and save her from whatever danger she may be facing.
"Well, if it isn't you." Jareth, the Goblin King, had come out from thin air and surprised the dwarf. As usual, the blonde man is dressed in fine clothes.
"And where are you going?" He crossed those lean arms and pouted at Hoggle. He must have been aware of their squabble. What a mess this is indeed.
"Uh, well, the little lady gave me the slip." Hoggle jumped around on his feet while avoiding his king's gaze. One look in those eyes and he fell under the king's spell.
"But I hears her now, so I was about to lead her back to the beginning like you told me." The conflicted man seems to be a bundle of nerves. Fidgeting with his fingers and avoiding eye contact.
However, Jareth doesn't quite seem to be convinced of this little claim. The man is no fool when it comes to his subjects. There are no secrets within the labyrinth that he doesn't know of. Nothing stays hidden from him these days, not after the prophecy was told.
"I see. For a moment, I thought you were running to help her." He shook his head innocently. The king then decided to play along with Hoggle's simple mind.
"But, not after my warnings. That would certainly be stupid." His voice grew dark with authority. Dominance over the dwarf is just too great to ignore.
"You bet it would!" Hoggle did his best to sound sane. Tries everything to keep calm and please the master of the labyrinth.
"Me? Help her? After your warnings? Ha ha!" He just can't seem to stop talking nonsense. None of this is helping the case at hand. Sooner or later he must shut that mouth of his.
