I gave the Peach...

The room was filled with the dancers, Jareth waited patiently for Sara to take that first and last bite of the dream peach. He snickered to himself as the doors to the ballroom where flung open, the ballroom becoming silent as the dancers looked at the figure. Jareth’s mouth hung open as the silver dress hem brushed against the floor. It fit tightly, but that was to be expected, both sides of the dress where ripped as large tuffs of hair stuck out. Ludo smiled in his sweet dumb was as Jareth smacked his forehead.
“Ludo…. full…”