Louie Duck (
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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.
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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One "dog shake" later and he starts leading the way up the tunnel, expecting the others to fall in step around him.
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Soon, as he and Mokey followed alongside Gobo, he was humming the tune of his own song.
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As they walked, the pathways steadily went up, and up. Soon, fresh air wafted down past them, and the sound of a nighttime yard hit their ears. The light shifted in its own way, gaining the sort of richness that only the stars and moon can give it, and it wasn't much longer before they arrived at a wide opening. Here Gobo paused, looking outside.
"All quiet out there. Let's go." And out he went.
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Rulers of the universe, huh? This was going to be... Weird, if nothing else.
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And what an 'out here' it was! It dwarfed the three of them, who barely seemed taller than the blades of grass. A low stone wall went out from Fraggle Rock for a few feet- feet by the new larger scale, not theirs -and then tapered off, with a garden beyond. And on the other side of that was what would be a quaint pastoral cottage, if it wasn't seemingly the size of a MOUNTAIN.
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"Wow..." Louie breathed, taking a few steps back toward the way they'd came.
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"The gardens are this way."