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So much for my happy ending.

He'd thought coming here would help. Home sure wasn't doing him any favors, with most people trying to get him and Huey to make up. So he'd come to the Other Duckburg, but he'd been venting to Unca Scrooge and he'd revealed that he'd punched Huey first. He hadn't even known that Unca Scrooge didn't know that... And while he hadn't gone right to the other end of things and sided with Huey, Louie definitely felt like Unca Scrooge wasn't on his side anymore.

He'd excused himself, some excuse about getting some soda or something, he couldn't really remember, and he'd just... Left. He couldn't be with anyone else who didn't understand. It wasn't fair. Nobody ever understood - for a while, he thought... Well. Back home, things had been getting better, but now with the whole Huey blow-up...

He just felt so alone. And Louie was really sick of feeling alone. He wanted someone to be there for him, to hug him, to care and get it... But he could hardly even admit that to himself, much less anyone else. Instead, he'd been thinking about how he just wanted to be somewhere safe where no one who was mad at him - or at least, he thought was mad at him - would find him.

He was in the park when he noticed the large hole in a rock. Sure. It wasn't like anyone would see him in there, he figured, so he crawled in and curled up on himself. After a moment of silence passing, he took in a hitched breath, which lead to a sniffle, and the next thing he knew, he was breaking down, bawling into his arms folded over his knees.

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He looked up at the voice, having just enough time to register it was Mokey before she hit him at full force. The whorl was exhilerating, and he found himself laughing as he looked up at her.

"I've missed you guys too! I can't wait to catch up," he added, pausing enough to greet the others when Mokey introduced them. Then he paused and turned.

"Oh! But we should get Louie settled in first!" Gobo half-turned, resting a hand on Mokey's shoulder. "Wanna help? He's only stayin' for a little while, but what kinda Fraggle would I be if I didn't make him feel at home while he's here, eh?"

"Of course!" Mokey agreed, nodding as she turned her attention back to Gobo. "We must make sure he has just as much fun here in Fraggle Rock as all the rest of us do, everyday." A cheery little sound, and she took Louie by the hand. "You're going to have a very good time!"

Louie couldn't help noticing how touchy-feely they were being with each other, especially Mokey with Gobo. It might have just been how Fraggles were, he couldn't say for sure, but he certainly wondered...

But it wasn't important- at least, not just now - and his smirk soon melted into a genuine smile. "Thanks, I'm thinking I will. Although I didn't even know I was coming here. I definitely want to stay, but I should probably let someone up on the surface know."

It was strange, but his troubles with those people were - well, not forgotten, but they didn't seem so big and bad, with all the distance, and all the positivity around him.

"Oh shoot, that's right! Yeah this was kind of an impromptu trip." He snickered, but did at least seem a little abashed. "Guess I just barrelled on through like I always do."

Turning to Louie, he smiled. "We'll send a message up to your uncle straight away. How's that sound?"

"Sounds like a plan," Louie said, smiling. "Hey, you know..." He fumbled around in the pocket of his hoodie and pulled out his phone, holding it up before he paused. "...Oh. Is it okay? If I take a picture, I mean. I think I know some people who'll be really curious when I tell them about this place."

For just a moment he looked concerned, but it was gone as soon as it was there in the first place, and might just be explained by his next words. "Sorry, forgot what a photo was for a second there!" He laughed, then nodded. "Yeah, take all the pictures you want- oh and hey!"

Turning lightly again, he placed a hand on Mokey's arm to indicate her. "Mokey's the best painter I know. I bet she can make you something really special as an extra souvenir."

A proud but warm smile spread across Mokey's face at the compliment. "Why, thank you, Gobo," she said, before nodding to Louie. "I would be happy to paint you something. In fact, I was just writing a poem the other day that gave me an idea for something truly unique. Yes, that's what it will have to be."

Louie chuckled. "Sure. Uh, thanks, Mokey," he added, before he took to snapping a few pictures on his phone's camera. Once that was done, he glanced back to Gobo with an amused smile.

"You guys have a pretty cool place down here, you know."

"Oh yeah, defiitely! You'll have the time of your life down at Fraggle Rock. Hey, why don't I give you a little tour on the way back? Show you the different sights!"

"Sure, sounds fun," Louie said, and soon they were off, Gobo pointing out things of note.

Eventually, night fell - at least, Louie assumed it did, it was hard to be sure underground - and he'd headed for what had apparently been Gobo's room when he'd stayed at Fraggle Rock regularly. A while had passed, and though Wembley was snoozing away, Louie found it hard to sleep... Not exactly in a bad way, at all, nor in an overly-excited way. There was a lot he'd seen that day, and so many new faces, and now his mind was trying to catch up with it all.... Yet the sense of peace he felt was persistent.

Edited 2019-09-19 17:23 (UTC)

Gobo had taken Louie around to all his favorite spots, and even introduced him to other Fraggles of his extended friend group (and Marlon). In the past, perhaps, Fraggles might've been afraid at such a strange Silly Creature in their midst, but times had changed, and they were all too happy to include him along- as Mokey had said, any friend of Gobo's seemed a friend of theirs.

But time wore on and soon it was time for sleep. For Gobo, the only place Louie could be was his old bed, it was only hospitable. Sure, it begged the question where HE was gonna sleep, but he'd figure that out later. At the moment, there was something on his mind, so after bidding his friend goodnight (and a whispered one to Wembley, who was zonked out the moment his head hit the pillow, it seemed), he wandered back out into the tunnels. Even the Ditzies were starting to turn in, so he carried a lantern with him that cast a gentle, orangeish glow over the rocks, and easily let him see who he was looking for, sitting in a secluded part of the Rock.

"Hey, Mokey!" His voice was cheery but quiet, mindful of the sleeping population around them. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

A little late-night meditation had been Mokey's intent, but catching up with a friend was a far sweeter treat. She smiled at Gobo and patted the ground beside her with a nod, inviting him to talk away.

She had missed him terribly, yet... Not sadly. She knew, from the postcards she so loved receiving, that he was having a wonderful time in Outer Space. And really, as long as he was happy, so was she. Besides, she had the rest of their friends, even if none of them were... Quite like Gobo.

His smile brightened at the invitation, and he sat down gladly. And though he knew the floor was open to speak, he didn't go through. Not quite yet. For a moment, everything was peaceful, and quiet, and it seemed like they were the only Fraggles in the whole of Fraggle Rock.

That... was a nice thought, in its own right.

"It's been really nice seeing you again, today."

Mokey gave a little hum of contentment at that, but waited a little longer before talking. She just wanted to enjoy it. Seeing and hearing Gobo again after so long.

"It's been really nice to have you back today," she responded after a moment. She leaned against him a little.

"Just like old times, eh?" Gobo scooted a bit closer, to give her a more comfortable rest. He smiled... but then it faded, as he sighed softly. Though he didn't speak, it was clear he was thinking about something.

Then, "Mokey, I-" A pause. "That is, Louie is only here for a little while, a couple days at the most. I don't want his family to worry about him, even with that note we sent up."

She nodded, but as he went on, her smile faded - though only for a moment. When she sighed, it was with a new smile, though this one was a little bittersweet.

"Gobo, I've read every single one of your postcards. Many times. I know you're having a wonderful time."

She always could see the heart of what he was saying, couldn't she?

"Lots of fun. Gotten into a couple scrapes, it's a dangerous world up there for Fraggles, more than you know. But I've found some wonderful sights, and made some wonderful friends."

He heaved a deep sigh, hands out in front of him. "But it's Fraggle Rock! It's my home! I've explored every inch of this place, three times over. How could I leave that again?"

"Well, as long as you're okay in the end," Mokey said, her tone momentarily quite serious. But then... Her smile actually grew at his conundrum. Oh, Gobo. How had he forgotten?

She gently tucked a hand under his chin, and lifted his head just enough for her to rest hers' against it.

"You cannot leave."

He moved with her gentle urging, though his eyes remained distant, lost in thought. That is, until she spoke again, blinking once.

"You cannot leave the magic..." His words were reverent in completing the phrase, then he laughed gently and leaned his weight against her in kind. "You're right, Mokey. I guess it just... slipped my mind."

Edited 2019-09-19 18:15 (UTC)

"That's alright, Gobo. I'm sure you would have remembered in time," she giggled. Then she grew solemn once again, though the warmth in her expression remained. "Gobo, I will always be with you. We all will be, from the most giant of Gorgs to the tiniest Ditzy."

"I know, and I'm glad for it." Her mood may still be a bit buoyed, but the air was starting to go out of his. "I sure wish that was a little closer with me sometimes, though. It gets lonely out there for one little Fraggle. Sometimes if I go far enough, I see one or two others, not from the Rock. But it's not the same."

"Oh, Gobo." She gave him a quick hug. "I wish that, too. I wish me and the others were the sort who would go beyond the Rock for a while... I really do, but we're not."

"Well- well you went with me for a little bit, when Doc moved! Remember? The sunrise over the mountains was your favorite part."

He sighed softly, leaning on her shoulder.

"I used to not think I was much of an explorer. Heck, I used to want to be a juggler when I was a little fuzzball. And look at me now!"

His eyes closed partway and his voice distanced some. "Just think of what you could do if you really tried, too..." It seemed like a thought he just barely spoke, particularly with the sigh afterward. Shifting, he snuggled his snout a bit more into Mokey's sweater, and closed his eyes the rest of the way.

Voice returning to normal volume he said, "I almost don't wanna leave again, but at the same time I do. I don't know what to do, Mokey."

"Of course I do." She was touched that he still remembered her favorite part of the desert, even after all the adventures he'd had since then, on his own. And it showed in her smile. "Oh, Gobo. I'd love to be with you on your journeys, but... Well, I just don't know."

When he spoke up again, less softly, she sat up a bit straighter, looking surprised. "But you have to go again, because you are an explorer. And you can't do much to explore a place you already know like the back of your hand, now, can you?"

"I guess not. I'll sure enjoy being here while Louie's here, though."

He'd made up his mind it seemed, but still didn't sound very happy.

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