CoffeeKris: I know this fic was finished a long time ago, but I re-read it today and it was just too much fun to leave. So I wrote another chapter. After all, it's such a good book.

Disclaimer: I do not own Labyrinth or it's characters, but I do own the snaky book.

It has been exactly eight months, five days, and ten hours and three minutes since the Goblin King tossed What Goblin Kings Don't Do into the fire. In that time he has since married Sarah Williams, who is now Sarah yr Tylluan, though she and her husband use the last name of King when Aboveground. (Jareth thought they should just use the English translation of his surname but Sarah refused to go by the name of Sarah of Owl, even though Jareth pointed out that's what her new surname really means anyway.)

Currently, the Goblin King is pouring over some paperwork in the Library. This paperwork really should have been done approximately four years ago, however our Goblin King was loathe to do paperwork while he was busy courting Sarah. That being said, Jareth has made wonderful progress on the paperwork thus far. He only has one year, six months worth left to finish.

The Library has gotten very cold, as it is rather late at night, the King is considering lighting a fire. He would get one of the servants to do it, but they are all asleep. Normally he would use magic, but he's fairly tired as it is and doesn't feel the need to expend his energy in something that is easily accomplished by hand. So he walks to the fireplace, tosses a few logs in, but what's this? There seems to be a book in the fireplace…it isn't burnt. Curious to why this book seems to be lounging among the ashes of past fires, the Goblin King opens it.

The book just so happens to open up to the last page.

Does not know this book is fire proof.

Does not remember tossing this book into the fire.

He growls, he had forgotten about the damn book. But he remembers now. The last words on the page change.

Does not remember tossing this book into the fire(he does now)

He holds the book up and contemplates how to destroy it.

Does not know this book is indestructible.

He scowls at the book and begins to think of places he could toss the book. Perhaps and oubliette, or the bog of eternal stench.

Does not know this book has a 'cat came back' enchantment upon it.

Scowling again he dismisses the idea of the bog.

Does not want the Library to smell.

Despite his absolute loathing of the book, the Goblin King smiles slightly.

"Jareth?"

He looks to the doorway where Sarah is yawning and rubbing her eyes.

"Sarah shouldn't you be in bed, you've been ill."

He looks down at the book again.

Does not know Sarah yr Tylluan could not sleep without her husband beside her.

He smiles and looks at his wife who is now leaning against the doorframe looking at him with sleepy eyes.

"I couldn't sleep. Are you coming to bed?"

"Shortly. Go back to bed love, you'll never get well if you don't get your rest."

Sarah furrows her eyebrows and shifts against the doorframe.

"Jareth, I'm not sick."

He looks perplexed.

"What?"

She takes a deep breath.

"I was gonna tell you in the morning…" she is cut off by another yawn.

He looks down at the book.

Does not know Sarah yr Tylluan is pregnant.

His jaw drops, his eyes go wide and he looks at his wife, who by this time is practically asleep against the doorframe. Suddenly a large smile makes it's way onto his face and he tosses the book aside. Moving to the doorway, he sweeps his wife into his arms.

"Jareth?" she murmurs in confusion. He smiles and presses a kiss to her cheek as he carries her to their bedroom.

"Shh love, it's time we all went to bed."

Our Goblin King is indescribably pleased. While the poor book lies, forgotten, on the floor of the Library with two new statements upon it's pages.

Does not completely hate this book.

Does not know Sarah yr Tylluan is going to have twins.