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There's lots of world out there.

The funny thing about an inter-dimensional tunnel? You could never be sure where one would pop up.

Della was doing some solo exploring. She'd been back on Earth for over a year and finally felt ready to do as much, and - inspired by a certain dayglo-bright friend - she'd decided her first time adventuring on her own since the moon would be mapping out the unexplored caverns that stretched out past Coot's underground corn stores.

Speaking of Gobo, though- At first, Della barely too note of the tiny off-shoot tunnel; to small for her to fit through, but she supposed it ought to be on the map. And once she started paying it some mind, she got curious as to who or what had formed in. Leaning down, she peered inside...

With a delighted laugh, she waved at the very familiar figure she could just barely make out in the glow from her flashlight, and her free hand reached in to ruffle a messy head of magenta hair.

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"Oh, I know," Della chuckled as she watched over his shoulder. "It's not like many Fraggles take to exploring like you do, right?"

"Not many, no! Other Fraggles have shown interest, but no one's really done it like I have." He rolled up the map, though held onto it while he smiled some.

"Although! Mokey and Red have joined me out in Outer Space, and it won't be long before Wembley and Boober too, do. We've found some tunnels underneath the other Duckburg that are perfect for a home base kinda place."

"Hey, good for them!" Della was a bit surprised about Boober joining, based on what Gobo - and Louie - had told her about him, but mostly she was happy for Gobo and his friends to be together. "What brought about that change?"

"Well, uhh...." He delayed, but it seemed to be for a good reason as he flushed a bit with a small, sheepish smile. "Their, uh.

"Their feelings for me."

Della's eyes widened, and she brought one hand up toward the top of her head, pushing her cap and goggles back a bit. "Wha- When did this happen?"

He snickered some. "Not too long ago? Mokey had already had the idea to follow me to Outer Space, but it wasn't too long into that that we, well... kinda figured it out? Then me and Red figured that stuff out too and, we all had a talk and decided it was alright to...." He paused, unsure of the word to use. "All be in a relationship with me? Whatever you'd call that."

Della smiled warmly. In her travels and adventures, she'd seen relationships of nearly all kinds, and in most cases, she'd seen just as many if not more healthy examples of them than unhealthy ones.

"A polyamorous relationship, that's what you'd call it," she explained casually. They were all in a relationship with him, hmm? And he'd mentioned Wembley and Boober were coming up, soon, as well... "Are the others involved with each other, too? Of course, that's not how it always has to go. As long as the five of you are happy and keep talking."

She had to admit, though, Gobo - sweet as he was - hadn't struck her as the relationship type, with any number of partners. The quick change had her smirking a bit to think about. "Just be careful to use your powers of irresistability for good," she teased with a wink.

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"Polyamorous." He rolled the word around his tongue, committing it to memory. He snickered some, glancing up at her with a lightly teasing grin.

"I'll be careful, I promise." A laugh, and he smiled. "And yeah, Wembley and Boober too," he blushed as he spoke but the fondness for them, for all of them, was clear, "though before me they got into a relationship with each other, too."

"I'm so glad you're happy, Gobo," Della said, having picked up on that fondness. Honestly, even without the different types of love she'd seen, the idea of any Fraggles in general being polyamorous wasn't a surprise. They were little hippies; very free love- Oh. Hmm.

"You know, speaking of being careful... Actually, I don't know how these things work for Fraggles. You might want to go to your Uncle for a talk."

When she'd found out she'd be a parent, despite not having planned to be one, she'd been delighted, but she knew that wasn't always the case.

He glanced ahead, momentarily confused. He thought he knew what she was talking about, but he wasn't sure.

So instead, he turned to look at her, tilting his head some. "Careful about what..?"

When in doubt, ask.

Hmm, had she assumed too much, or just not been clear enough?

"Intimacy?" Della ventured, going for more clarity. "It's a good idea to find out how the generation before your's handles pregnancy and all that."

"Oh, that! Yeah, I thought that's what you were talking about, but I wanted to make sure. Don't worry, we're careful about it."

He snickered some, giving her a look. "I am an adult, and all."

Della smiled and nodded. "Good, good. Well, like I said, I'm glad you're happy - all of you."

He nodded at that, smiling a little wider. "Well, we definitely are. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world."

She smiled, as well, and gave the top of his head a fond pat.

"I'm really proud that you recognize that. Now... Wanna see if we can find a place where that spring comes through the rocks?"

"We can try! Wembley's way better at hearing it than I am, but it couldn't hurt to give it a shot."

"That's the spirit, and maybe I can help - what does water in rocks sound like, anyway?"

"It makes kind of a... pukka pukka, squeetily boink kinda noise. You'd know it when you hear it."

"Cute," she snickered, nodding. "I'll keep an ear out, then!"

"Sounds good! I'm sure between one of us, we oughta hear the water and can find where it's coming from."

"Of course we will! I've said it before, we make a really good team!" She walked along the tunnel wall, keeping her head close to the rocks - and only just managing to stay quiet, after that.

Not talking was hard.

Not talking for her was apparently as difficult as not making music was for Gobo, because despite wanting to listen, it wasn't long before he was humming some spritely tune under his breath. At least he was doing so quietly...?

As they walked though, the surroundings were definitely getting more lush, as lush as an uninhabited underground tunnel can get, anyway. The moss Gobo's nose had picked up was lining the walls and hanging down like curtains in some spots, and every now and then was a cluster of other small cave plants, like mushrooms and ferns. Wherever the water was, it wasn't far.

Della took notice of the change in scenery, and pressed closer to the side of the tunnel. A minute or two passed as they continued, then...

"Gobo, what did you say it sounded like again?"

"Pukka pukka pukka pukka squeetily boink."

Yeah, that was definitely delivered in the melody he'd been humming.

"Huh. Well, I can't make it out that clearly, but I hear something, I think."

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