I know, I know, it has been a very, very, VERY long time since I have updated. Truth is I lost track of this story. I didn't have the will to do it anymore. Course that changed when as certin someone sent in a couple reviews. It reminded me that others actually like reading this... why, I'm not sure. But thank you for everyone who does read it and like it, or reads it and doesn't like it.

This chapter is kind of just a little fluff chapter. Filler I guess you can call it. I'm not sure where this story is going. I don't think about it. I just type.

Once again I don't own Sarah, the underground, or Jareth, But the snoofer is a creation of mine. I want a snoofer. can someone buy me one.

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Part Seven
Snoofer
By Munchy-kins
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Sarah blinked several times and looked around. She couldn't figure out what had awakened her. The room was silent and the morning sun streamed in through the open window. Slowly Sarah sat up and stretched. A small cough made her look down.

On the side of the bed a small house elf stood holding a tray full of fruits, toast, and juice. It's amber eyes looked at her with complete innocents. Neither of them moved. Sarah only looked at the creature in puzzlement.

"Is that for me?" The little creature gave a little start at her voice before nodding eagerly. It placed the tray on her lab and quickly scurried out of the room. Sarah just looked blankly at the food until her stomach growled noisily. "Might as well eat."

And eat she did. Nothing was left on the plate when she was done. She gently set the try on the bed beside her as she got up and stood. A bowl of water sat on the vanity. She walked over to it and tested the temperature of the water and found it was warm to the touch.

Splashing some of the water on her faces she questioned why that could be. The only answer was the most confusing, magic. She grabbed the towel next to the bowl and dried her face and hands. When she was done she threw it back on the vanity.

It was then she made her way to the wardrobe. She opened the door slowly, incase anything should suddenly jump out at her. There was no doubt in her mind that something could very well be living in the beautifully hand carved object. She was, after all, in the underground.

Nothing did jump out. Releasing the breath she hadn't realizes she was holding; Sarah looked inside. There was a multitude of different color dress robes. Reaching out and touching one, she came to the conclusion that she didn't know what they were made of. They were light to the touch and flowed like water between her fingers. It reminded Sarah of a cloud.

Quickly she undressed and then redressed in a forest green robe. She eyed herself in the vanity mirror before heading to the closed door. The house elf had scampered through it only a half hour before, it couldn't still be locked, or could it. Sarah wasn't sure but she knew she wasn't going to stay in this room all day.

It gave way easily in her hands. She glanced down the hallway to see if any one was there, only to find it completely deserted. It was eerily silent. Closing the door behind her, Sarah started out in the hopes of finding someone or something. At this point she really did care what.

She walked for what could have been hours, the true time she wasn't sure. Rooms of every shape, size, and content came into her path. All of them were empty. She was starting to grow bored. Why would a king have a castle this big and not use it, then again it was Jareth's. Maybe no one wanted to be in it or he didn't want any one in it. The last time Sarah was here she remembered Jareth's complaints of goblins in the throne room.

She had known exactly where she had wanted to go then. This place had seemed much smaller. Sarah was starting to believe that it was leading her around in circles, how, she wasn't sure. It was a gut instinct. There had to be a way to find were you wanted to go.

With a frustrated sigh she sat down on a near by bench. She rubbed her hurting bare feet as she began to think. Why had she been in such a hurry this morning? It really hadn't gotten her anywhere. She had even forgotten to look for shoes in her hast.

There had to be away to beat this castle. She just needed to discover its secrets. Oh, what she wouldn't do for some kind of company right now. Sarah rubbed her temples. The silence was really starting to bug her.

Unexpectedly there was a crash from just around the corner and a very high squeak. The sound of hurried little feet followed and an angry shout was heard.

"Stay out of me kitchen you stinkin' vermin."

A door slammed shut and the sound of feet grew closer. Sarah got up and started quickly in the direction where all the noise had come from, only to crash into a small solid object. She winced as her back end hit the cold stone floor.

What ever she did let out a familiar squeak and an equally high pitched sorry. She tried to make out what it was, but it got up and hurried off too quickly.

"Hay wait." Sarah hurriedly stood up and started to chase after it.

At her call it stopped and turned around, giving Sarah her first good look at it. It looked like a giant fuzz ball with feet. Large blue eyes poked out from a long mass of white hair that came from every direction. It walked on over large feet that reminded Sarah a lot like Big Bird's.

"Who are you?" She was knelling before it so they were eye level.

"Lady speaking to Grizzle?" Its voice was naturally high pitch but not at a level that caused Sarah to wince. It was almost childish in its speech. "Grizzle not mean be bad."

"So your name is Grizzle, well Grizzle, I believe you." Sarah gave a soft smile. "My name is Sarah and I'm looking for some company –"

At her name Grizzle had given a high squeal. "The Sarah! Defeater Sarah? Oh dear." It started to scurry about then. "Defeater Sarah want Grizzle company?" He stopped and looked at her with his large blue eyes.

"Yes, I want Grizzle's company. Is that so hard to believe?"

"No one ever like Grizzle. Grizzle bad Snoofer." He looked dejectedly at the floor.

"What is a Snoofer?"

Grizzle looked at her and gave a little laugh. "Defeater Sarah no know Snoofer. Grizzle know something other not know." He sounded like he was smiling, if Sarah could see his mouth. "Grizzle a Snoofer. Snoofer is Grizzle."

"Oh, so you are a Snoofer. Well I think you're a good Snoofer. The best I've ever met."

"Defeater Sarah mean it?"

"Yes I do, and call me Sarah." It jumped at her then and she realized that under all the hair the was two tiny arms. They were presently rapped around her neck.

"Grizzle be Sarah friend?"

"Sure, why not? I need help finding my way around her anyways. Will you help me?" She set him back on the floor and stood up.

"Where Sarah want go?" He looked up at her.

"I'm not sure. For now, I think I want out of this confusing castle." Grizzle started off then. Sarah had to walk quickly to keep up with the fast little creator.

"Grizzle know good place. Grizzle take Sarah to garden. Sarah like garden."

TBC