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 found herself in another dream, floating down towards a bleak, gray landscape full of mounds of junk. Yes, it was the Delta Dump. One of the mounds drifted towards her. She heard a voice.
"Howdy, dearie," the voice said. It was coming from an old woman, wrinkled and bent. The mound of junk sat on her back.
"I'm searching for something," Sarah said, wondering what it was.
"We all are, dearie," the junk woman replied. "Here's what you've been searching for. All your junk...your nice, fluffy chicken, and your rope belt. And here's your old pig...and Jet, your special scarecrow.
That was when Sarah remembered. "I don't want any of that!" She shouted. "It's all junk. I only want Lennie, back home and safe."
Sarah found herself at the gates of the Goblin City. Pufnstuf and Sir George stood over her. She hugged them both, but there was little time for explanations.
"I must go quickly," she told them, "or I'll lose Lennie."
Hobo-Joe, who had decided to help Sarah no matter what the cost, joined them there. Together, the four friends entered the city. At that moment, Billy Bob was warned of their approach.
"Stop her!" he ordered. "Call the guard! She mustn't get the baby!"
Sarah and her companions met an army of goblins outside the castle walls. At the first, their cause looked helpless. Sir George parried goblin thrusts with his carrot, while Pufnstuf used his size and strength to block their approach.
Hobo-Joe smashed bits of crockery over their heads. But there were too many goblins and Sarah's small band was sadly outnumbered.
The four fought their way to a goblin tower and barricaded themselves inside.
Goblins were swarming over it when Sarah cried out "Call the oranges, Pufnstuf!"
Pufnstuf did. Slowly at first and then more quickly, the oranges rolled into the city.
They chased the goblins up and down crooked streets and around corners. They trapped goblins against walls and inside doorways. By the time Pufnstuf had finished his howling, the goblins had been defeated.
Inside the barn, the friends moved cautiously.
Their footsteps echoed along the hay-covered wood floor.
They found Billy Bob's throne room, but it was empty. On the far side of the room, a ladder seemed to drift up lazily to nowwheres.
Sarah looked at Hobo-Joe, Pufnstuf and Sir George. "I must go on alone," she told them. "That's how its' done."
She took each of their hands in turn. First Sir George who pressed her own hand to his lips. Then Pufnstuf, whose tears fell on her fingers from his big googly eyes. Finally Hobo-Joe, who wordlessly lifted her hands to his heart. None of them could speak. They all knew they would never see Sarah again. Oh, how sad. You're breakin' my little heart here!
Then she climbed the ladder and disappeared from sight.
The clock struck the thirteenth hour just as Sarah found Billy Bob. He sat a milk crate on the wall of a loft with no up or down, beginning or ending, in or out. The loft wound around itself like coiled rope.
Lennie was there, but Sarah couldn't reach him. The walls and ceiling kept changing places.
"Give up, Sarah," Billy Bob said. "And I will give you anything you desire. Look!" A spinning bubble hung in front of him, and in it were things that Sarah had only dreamed of.
Sarah's remained fixed on Lennie.
Lennie sat on the top of a ladder that led to nothingness. Sarah screamed.
"Sarah, you're purdier than a yeller taxicab! 'Course, I never seen no yeller taxicab, but you sures purdier than a great yeller tractor! Bout big as one, too. Give up! Stay here with me! I make the best dang nabbit cornbread you ever tasted! Why is the baby so important to you? Why must you have him, whereas I have a huge mullet and spandex overalls?" Billy Bob thundered.
"Because I love him!" Sarah's eyes blazed. Her gaze split Billy Bob's heart in two, for Billy Bob had no strength at all against the power of love. Awwwww. He shrank himself into a purple penguin and uttered a terrible cry.
Then the barn and everything vanished.
Sarah found herself in her own tin shack. She rushed to Lennie's corner.
"Lennie! Lennie!" she called. Lennie was there, lying on his tin foil, smiling at her, and she picked him up gently.
"I love you, Lennie," she whispered to him, "and I always will. I promise."
Sarah kept that promised. She kept it still until the end when she OD-ed on "special" cornbread.
Sarah found herself in another dream, floating down towards a bleak, gray landscape full of mounds of junk. Yes, it was the Delta Dump. One of the mounds drifted towards her. She heard a voice.
"Howdy, dearie," the voice said. It was coming from an old woman, wrinkled and bent. The mound of junk sat on her back.
"I'm searching for something," Sarah said, wondering what it was.
"We all are, dearie," the junk woman replied. "Here's what you've been searching for. All your junk...your nice, fluffy chicken, and your rope belt. And here's your old pig...and Jet, your special scarecrow.
That was when Sarah remembered. "I don't want any of that!" She shouted. "It's all junk. I only want Lennie, back home and safe."
Sarah found herself at the gates of the Goblin City. Pufnstuf and Sir George stood over her. She hugged them both, but there was little time for explanations.
"I must go quickly," she told them, "or I'll lose Lennie."
Hobo-Joe, who had decided to help Sarah no matter what the cost, joined them there. Together, the four friends entered the city. At that moment, Billy Bob was warned of their approach.
"Stop her!" he ordered. "Call the guard! She mustn't get the baby!"
Sarah and her companions met an army of goblins outside the castle walls. At the first, their cause looked helpless. Sir George parried goblin thrusts with his carrot, while Pufnstuf used his size and strength to block their approach.
Hobo-Joe smashed bits of crockery over their heads. But there were too many goblins and Sarah's small band was sadly outnumbered.
The four fought their way to a goblin tower and barricaded themselves inside.
Goblins were swarming over it when Sarah cried out "Call the oranges, Pufnstuf!"
Pufnstuf did. Slowly at first and then more quickly, the oranges rolled into the city.
They chased the goblins up and down crooked streets and around corners. They trapped goblins against walls and inside doorways. By the time Pufnstuf had finished his howling, the goblins had been defeated.
Inside the barn, the friends moved cautiously.
Their footsteps echoed along the hay-covered wood floor.
They found Billy Bob's throne room, but it was empty. On the far side of the room, a ladder seemed to drift up lazily to nowwheres.
Sarah looked at Hobo-Joe, Pufnstuf and Sir George. "I must go on alone," she told them. "That's how its' done."
She took each of their hands in turn. First Sir George who pressed her own hand to his lips. Then Pufnstuf, whose tears fell on her fingers from his big googly eyes. Finally Hobo-Joe, who wordlessly lifted her hands to his heart. None of them could speak. They all knew they would never see Sarah again. Oh, how sad. You're breakin' my little heart here!
Then she climbed the ladder and disappeared from sight.
The clock struck the thirteenth hour just as Sarah found Billy Bob. He sat a milk crate on the wall of a loft with no up or down, beginning or ending, in or out. The loft wound around itself like coiled rope.
Lennie was there, but Sarah couldn't reach him. The walls and ceiling kept changing places.
"Give up, Sarah," Billy Bob said. "And I will give you anything you desire. Look!" A spinning bubble hung in front of him, and in it were things that Sarah had only dreamed of.
Sarah's remained fixed on Lennie.
Lennie sat on the top of a ladder that led to nothingness. Sarah screamed.
"Sarah, you're purdier than a yeller taxicab! 'Course, I never seen no yeller taxicab, but you sures purdier than a great yeller tractor! Bout big as one, too. Give up! Stay here with me! I make the best dang nabbit cornbread you ever tasted! Why is the baby so important to you? Why must you have him, whereas I have a huge mullet and spandex overalls?" Billy Bob thundered.
"Because I love him!" Sarah's eyes blazed. Her gaze split Billy Bob's heart in two, for Billy Bob had no strength at all against the power of love. Awwwww. He shrank himself into a purple penguin and uttered a terrible cry.
Then the barn and everything vanished.
Sarah found herself in her own tin shack. She rushed to Lennie's corner.
"Lennie! Lennie!" she called. Lennie was there, lying on his tin foil, smiling at her, and she picked him up gently.
"I love you, Lennie," she whispered to him, "and I always will. I promise."
Sarah kept that promised. She kept it still until the end when she OD-ed on "special" cornbread.