A/n I do not own labyrinth, David Bowie, etc., etc. And in case you don't
know some of the things, like Hobo Joe or Pufnstuf or an anteater, ferret,
anteater, etc. etc. go to 'cuz I have a page
just for you people! Plus there's fun stuff. So go there.
Sarah fell down and down a narrow chute. She barely had time to be frightened before she felt a hand grab her. Thank heavens, she thought. Then she looked around and noticed there was thousands of hands-all growing out of the walls.
Sarah was too frightened to scream.
"Up or down?" the hands asked her. "Up or down?"
"Down" she finally managed to say.
She was passed from one hand to another until they finally lowered her into a small, dark tornado shelter. A door clanged over her head. There seemed to be no way out.
But Hobo-Joe was there, and there was a way out.
"I knew you were goin ta be into trouble soon as I saw ya," he said grumpily. "The Corn Maze A-Doom's too dangerous. I'll show you how to get back."
"I won't go back," Sarah replied. "I've got to find Lennie, and I've come too far to give up now. "She took a piece of twine tied around her wrist. "Here, you can have this if you'll help me."
Hobo-Joe shook his head. But he took the twine.
Sarah had only eight hours left in which to rescue her brother, but now she had Hobo-Joe's help.
This displeased Billy Bob, who had been watching Sarah from his castle (sick little pervert). After expressing his feelings in a rousing chorus of the Magic Square Dance, he wrapped himself in his sequin/flannel cloak and appeared before them.
"I promise you," he warned Hobo-Joe and pointing angrily at Sarah. "If you help her, I will suspend you head first over the Manure Field of Eternal Stench!"
What made this threat so terrible was that the Manure Field of Eternal Stench smelled a thousand times worst than the unwashed pig-sty, road kill stew, possum pancakes or anything imaginable for that matter. What's more, if you touched any part of it, you would smell that way too- forever. Hobo-Joe was more afraid of the Manure Field than of anything else in the Corn Maze A-Doom. Yet, in a secret place in his heart that wasn't full of cholesterol, he liked defying Billy Bob. He was also beginning to grow fond of Sarah.
"I'm only leading her out of here, your mullet ness!" He lied.
But Billy Bob had already disappeared.
Sarah fell down and down a narrow chute. She barely had time to be frightened before she felt a hand grab her. Thank heavens, she thought. Then she looked around and noticed there was thousands of hands-all growing out of the walls.
Sarah was too frightened to scream.
"Up or down?" the hands asked her. "Up or down?"
"Down" she finally managed to say.
She was passed from one hand to another until they finally lowered her into a small, dark tornado shelter. A door clanged over her head. There seemed to be no way out.
But Hobo-Joe was there, and there was a way out.
"I knew you were goin ta be into trouble soon as I saw ya," he said grumpily. "The Corn Maze A-Doom's too dangerous. I'll show you how to get back."
"I won't go back," Sarah replied. "I've got to find Lennie, and I've come too far to give up now. "She took a piece of twine tied around her wrist. "Here, you can have this if you'll help me."
Hobo-Joe shook his head. But he took the twine.
Sarah had only eight hours left in which to rescue her brother, but now she had Hobo-Joe's help.
This displeased Billy Bob, who had been watching Sarah from his castle (sick little pervert). After expressing his feelings in a rousing chorus of the Magic Square Dance, he wrapped himself in his sequin/flannel cloak and appeared before them.
"I promise you," he warned Hobo-Joe and pointing angrily at Sarah. "If you help her, I will suspend you head first over the Manure Field of Eternal Stench!"
What made this threat so terrible was that the Manure Field of Eternal Stench smelled a thousand times worst than the unwashed pig-sty, road kill stew, possum pancakes or anything imaginable for that matter. What's more, if you touched any part of it, you would smell that way too- forever. Hobo-Joe was more afraid of the Manure Field than of anything else in the Corn Maze A-Doom. Yet, in a secret place in his heart that wasn't full of cholesterol, he liked defying Billy Bob. He was also beginning to grow fond of Sarah.
"I'm only leading her out of here, your mullet ness!" He lied.
But Billy Bob had already disappeared.