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We'll always be young at heart, and nothing's ever gonna tear us apart.

A lot of Gobo's meetings with Daniel were unexpected on the Fraggle's part - a result of Daniel being constantly aware of just about everything going on around him. However, that day, Gobo had gone to Birchpointe with the specific intent of seeking out the Sentinel. Getting to his apartment floor wasn't too hard. He was getting pretty good with the elevator even solo, if he did say so himself! He was pretty sure he remembered which door number was Daniel's, too, and headed over to knock on it.

Maybe Daniel could get him another one of those amazing ice cream sundaes today...

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He had scented Gobo early on, and something else extra he couldn't quite place. But, might as well let the Fraggle have the illusion of surprising him, right? Chuckling to himself, he got up from his place on the couch and walked over to the door, opening it after the knock.

"Hey, Gobo! Come in. What's up?"

"Hey, Daniel!" Gobo replied as he stepped inside. "Been a while, eh?" Not that long, but this wasn't the first time Gobo had come back over the past few months to repeat the sundae experience he'd first had when Fraggle Home was just an idea. "I thought we could go get some ice cream and catch up!"

Daniel laughed softly and nodded, shutting the door behind him.

"That sounds great to me. I've got a few things on hand, it might not be as fancy as the ones from the shop, but I think I can manage alright."

Gobo snickered and nodded. "Sure, no problem! The shop is always so crowded with people in a rush, anyway."

He knew just where the fridge was, of course, and headed in that direction. "So, how've you been?"

He followed behind, hands lightly resting in his pockets.

"I've been alright. How about you...?" There was a slight lead to that question, because there was something here he still couldn't quite nose out.

"I'm good! Lexi and I just made plans for my birthday. It's a little ways off," he admitted, "but we're gonna go camping. It'll be loads of fun, even if Lexi doesn't think so yet."

"Ahh, that's great! Hope you guys have a fun time."

Pulling the icecream from the freezer, he also set to work getting bowls and spoons. Letting Gobo root around in the fridge, he leaned over him to pull a can of whipped cream out, taking the time to inhale the air over him. Hmm...

"Thanks! I-" He heard that sniff and blinked up at Daniel in genuine confusion - with a hint of concern. Whenever someone smelled something on him, it never meant anything good. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's fine." Shoot, caught. At least he's not shoving his wolf nose places like a common dog...

"I'm just picking something up on you that I can't quite place. The scent is like you, but... different." Snickering some, he knelt down to Gobo's level, lightly poking him in the stomach. "What've you been up to, squirt?"

"A smell that's like me but- Oh." Gobo blinked again, accompanied by an awkward shrug. "Uh, gee, I don't know what that could be. I haven't been up to much."

"Gobo Fraggle?" He put his hands on his shoulders and sighed deeply, like he had a horrible secret to share. "You...

"Are a horrible liar."

Gobo huffed and rolled his eyes. "I'm not that bad at it! But fine, you caught me," he muttered. "I met another Gobo, actually. I know it sounds kinda silly, but we've been visiting each other with the Transporter, and we made friends." He paused, then added, "It's a little strange, some of the stuff that's different, but we get along really well."

Daniel looked at him for a long moment, then smiled and stood up, resuming sundae prep.

"It doesn't sound that silly or strange! Uncle Scrooge does that, after all. 'Sides," he added with a teasing nudge of his toe to Gobo's leg as he passed, "I thought Fraggles liked silliness."

"Well, we do!" Gobo snickered. "I guess I just... Was thinking about it more than I needed to. Especially since you're right, Uncle Scrooge is friends with other Scrooges and all that." He paused, laughing some more. "I bet the difference in our scents is that the other Gobo has more of that Rock smell. He's moved on to Outer Space, too, but he still spends a lot of time in that raw underground kinda place, 'stead of a place like Fraggle Home."

He snapped his fingers, pointing at Gobo. "You know, you're right! There's kinda a... loamy, crystalline sort of backing to the smell I'm picking up off you. You must've been down in Gobo B's tunnels not long before coming here."

Gobo grinned and nodded. "You got it! We were doing a bit of exploring, which was interesting! His Duckburg's underground is just a little different."

"Yeah? That's pretty cool." He handed down Gobo's sundae, put the things away and then picked up his own, heading back to the livingroom.

"Must be pretty exciting, gives you new ground to cover. Pun not intended."

Gobo took the sundaes, looking it over with hungry eyes. "Oh, sure, it's always great to have more to explore," he said, before plucking the cherry from the top of the sundae and munching down on it.

Leave it to a Fraggle to go for the fruit first. He snickered a little, sitting down on the couch and stretching his legs out in front of him.

"Of course. Has he been here yet?"

"Yeah! He came here first - accidentally - and I even got to show him Fraggle Home! He got a kick out of that. The idea of a place for Fraggles to live outside of the Rock, especially with the others up there, really surprised him."

"I'm not surprised? From what you've told me, it's actually pretty rare for Fraggles to leave underground, much less the Rock itself." He dug around in his bowl for a moment, then snickered. "Unless they're related to you, apparently."

"Hardy-har," Gobo snorted, flicking Daniel's ankle with his tail. "No, you're right, but that's the thing- He is related to me, if you think of it that way! It just took him a little longer, I guess."

"If you wanna look at it that way, sure." He dug around in his sundae for a few moments, before his next comment came along. "Wonder what the difference was? What got A, you, out into Outer Space so much sooner than B?"

After a moment, he waved a hand, spoon in fingers. "Purely rhetorical questions, of course. Doubt you may ever know."

Gobo hadn't even started to answer the question, between figuring it was rhetorical and being pretty engrossed in his sundae by this point. After a bit, though, he glanced up at Daniel.

"You know, there were so many times I almost left. I wouldn't be surprised if it just was a matter of a different time sticking for him."

"Really?" He glanced up at Gobo, raising an eyberow. "I didn't know that."

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