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Wembley was reasonably sure his head was going to explode. He felt so congested, and he couldn't stop shivering. The worst part, though? He'd had to stay behind when the others headed out to get things ready for the baby. The baby may have been Gobo and Mokey's by blood, but there wasn't a single resident of Fraggle Home who wasn't anticipating their new arrival.

He smiled, a little, comforting himself with thoughts of a little puffling around- But the comfort was cut short by an abrupt (and loud) sneeze.

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Wembley nuzzled his snout up beneath Gobo's as the two cuddled up together.

"Actually, Gobo, my eyes aren't sore - I'm just chilly and tired now," he explained in full earnestness. "I feel a lot better than I did when I left, but I've missed everybody!"

"Everybody's missed you too!" He nuzzled Wembley's snout, then settled back and reached into his vest, pulling out a few photos. "Here look, I finished the painting of the room I was doing the other day, and Mokey took some photos! There's ah, more in there too. She felt like journaling everything you've missed."

There were a few photos of the baby's room, as promised. Also in there were assorted shots of everyday life at Fraggle Home: Gobo and Red (or, a Blur That Could Be Red) playing rock hockey outside; Boober hanging up his laundry; a self-portrait from Mokey where Wembley could see her hand on her stomach; Red looking up from a mouthful of icecream that was half in the bowl and half on her face, and more.

Wembley chuckled as he took the stack of photos. "That was sweet of her," he whispered, and he loved that she'd covered so many things, as he flipped through... She'd probably wanted to make sure he wouldn't feel left behind. Mokey was good at thinking of others in that maternal way - she was going to be a great mom.

He giggled and hummed happily as he made his way through the photographs, and his eyes were definitely welling up - but it wasn't because he'd missed these moments. After all, he was kind of getting to experience them this way. No, he was getting emotional because... Well, gosh, what a wonderful family.

He moved to sit beside Wembley, looking over the photos with him. He hugged an arm behind him and squeezed him for a moment, then rested his cheek on his shoulder.

"Mokey got a little bit of everything, eh?"

Wembley smiled as he nodded. "These are perfect," he agreed. "I can't wait to come home, but until I do..." He hugged the stack to his chest. "...I've got all of you here with me, this way."

Gobo smiled softer and nuzzled him gently.

"Yeah. You sure do." He savored that for a few moments, then brightened and started flipping his fingers through the photos like a rolodex, looking for one in particular.

"Hey, lemme show you my favorite..." Finding the one in question, he pulled it out. It was outside in the garden, where Gobo himself was covered in mud from toe to knee and hand to elbow, with some smudged across his nose and shirt. He was grinning broadly, with several bunches of asparagus already pulled together and others in progress. Having seen Mokey with the camera, he held up a few spears, proudly.

Wembley was already giggling as Gobo flipped through like that, it was just cute, and that laughter only grew sweeter when the photograph in question was revealed.

"Aww, look at you! All mucky." He snuggled up closer against Gobo as he looked over the picture more closely. "This is a great one! And those asparagus sure look yummy."

"They are! A whole bunch came up, and of course we saved plenty for you, too."

He snickered a little, snuggling against him in turn. "That was a looonnnng bath that day, though."

"Well, of course it was!" Wembley laughed, waving the photo back and forth a bit. "Look at what a mess you were!"

He smiled over at Gobo. "I'm so glad you came to visit... You coulda told me first, but I'm kinda glad you didn't. This was a nice surprise."

He snickered through his nose, and nodded once. "Yeah, but I think the bath after I finally finished painting the room was even longer. I'm still not sure I got it all."

Gobo glanced at Wembley in turn, smiling. "I'm glad I came, too. And I'm really glad you're feeling better, soon enough you'll be back with us!"

Wembley snickered a bit, too. "You were pretty messy the day I left, so I believe that!" He kissed Gobo's cheek.

"It'll be really nice to be home, and you know what? I feel a bit more ready for when the baby comes now, because I've kinda been helping with Jade and Dunlin. I mean, I guess they're not babies anymore... But they're little!"

"You know, I didn't think about that part!" He looked at Wembley and laughed some, smiling. "That kind of experience is gonna come really in handy."

"Yeah, I think it might!" Wembley said with a hint of pride. "It's also been a lot of fun, they're good kids! Although my tail got a little singed the other day."

"Singed?" He had a flash of worry for a moment but obviously Wembley was alright, so he laughed lightly. "What happened? Jade get a little over-excited?"

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