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The rain rain rain came down down down...

It was a good day to be inside, that was for sure.

"Sorry about your trip, Unca Scrooge..."

Although Louie was very glad it at least wasn't a thunderstorm. The rain was coming down hard, but without thunder and lightning, they were okay to stand by the kitchen window and watch - it was kind of cool-looking, in a way, everything blurred by the rainfall. Even inside the manor, though, the cold of the day's weather could be felt, which was less than cool. Louie pulled his hood up over his head - it still kind of smelled like the soap Boober had washed it with, and that got a nostalgic smile out of him. Sure, that day had been stressful, but all's well that ends well, right? He pulled the hood further down his face, until it was nearly covering his eyes, and inhaled deeply.

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He gave her an odd look, then shrugged it off a moment later. Sighing lightly, he turned in the water so he could lean against her, but with arms folded on the edge of the tub as well, resting his cheek atop them.

"Mmh... I almost don't wanna get out."

Mokey nodded, putting an arm around Gobo's middle. "I know what you mean. It's so warm in here, and so nice."

Not a moment passed after Mokey's agreement before the sound of a specific sort of footsteps could be heard - and soon Louie had cracked the door open a hair and was peering inside.

"Sorry, but it stopped raining, and- Important question! Have you guys ever seen a rainbow?"

He'd been drifting off a bit rather contentedly, there with Mokey, but at the sound of footsteps he glanced up, then sat up completely.

"A rainbow? Well there's Rainbow Cavern, why?"

"Okay, but have you ever seen one in the sky?" He asked with a little bit of a smirk. "Mokey, I'm betting you definitely haven't - and you're especially going to love this. I'll go get your clothes, okay?"

Acknowledging that Jade was cute, carrying Gobo inside on his back, and openly being excited about something as simple and everyday as a rainbow... It wasn't the image Louie usually let show, but in recent months- Well, things had changed. Or maybe the fact was they hadn't changed, but returned a bit to normalcy.

Maybe Louie was finally starting to feel like being Louie - really Louie - was okay to do.

"Er, sure, Louie." He shared a confused, curious look with Mokey, then climbed out of the bath and reached for one of the towels, handing her the other one.

"He seemed excited, didn't he?" It was contagious, he was starting to feel it- like his usual self -as well.

Mokey smiled warmly. "Well, rainbows are wonderfully colorful... But you know, I don't think I've ever seen Louie quite that excited before."

"Neither have I. Nor have I ever seen a rainbow in the sky before. I didn't even know they could be in the sky."

"I didn't know, either, but it sounds so pretty... Like a big painting across the clouds."

Louie poked his head in once more, this time with his eyes shut - again, he wasn't sure it mattered, but it seemed polite - to toss their clothes into the room. "Okay, so get dressed and meet me and Unca Scrooge out on the balcony. We'll leave the door open so just call if you get lost!"

He caught their clothes, noting pleasantly they were also warm, and like the towel handed Mokey's to her. He slipped his shirt on over his head, but the vest and everything else would have to be put on on the run, because man he wanted to see this rainbow before they lost their chance!

The excitement did seem to be contagious, indeed, as Mokey slipped on her sweater and tossed her wrap over her shoulders, not bothering with the sleeves, before making a dash after Louie.

Catching wind of Louie and the Fraggles approaching, he turned back with a smile and gestured them onward.

"Here, look."

With that he stepped aside, letting them come out fully onto the balcony with him. Though the sky was still washed out from the storm, and looked to be getting on toward sunset, arcing over Duckburg was a bright, glistening rainbow. Scrooge smiled, watching Gobo look up with a soft sound of wonder.

Mokey stopped still when she laid eyes on the rainbow. It was, undoubtedly, the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. She could see every color where the seven stripes of the arc bled together, and something about that against the blue of the sky and white of the retreating clouds was more beautiful than any rainbow visible against a cavern way. It almost made her cry - and they would have been tears of pure joy, but even that wasn't enough to express how she felt. Finally finding the ability to move again, she slowly made her way to the railed edge of the balcony and raised a hand up toward the sky.

"Why... I didn't know colors could be that bright."

Gobo stepped up beside her, bracing himself against the bottom to lift up even that much higher, locking arms with the top rail to support himself.

"It's beautiful..." He didn't even have words for the way it was making him feel right now. Somehow all his joy of exploring, all the fun he's had with his friends, even the twang of his personal inner song, fell away watching the rainbow in the sky.

Mokey rested her head against Gobo's, sighing happily. "Isn't it? Goodness..."

She glanced over her shoulder at Louie, for a moment, to give him a grateful smile, then looked back up at the rainbow. A small part of her wanted to know how it got up there, and where this rainbow, in particular, had come from... But the larger part knew it didn't matter.

He watched the two of them, particularly when Gobo edged over to rest his head on Mokey's shoulder, and he looked up at the rainbow himself. Smiling, he lightly touched Louie on the shoulder and gestured back into the room behind the balcony, a silent "Let's give them a little space."

Gobo felt like he could watch the rainbow forever, and for a while it felt like he did. Looking back though, he could never quite pinpoint just when it had faded away into the sunset, but it didn't matter because even that arrested his attention. The rainbow seemed to give its colors over to the sky as the sun dipped below the horizon, streaks coloring it and darkening richly. Bit by bit, stars winked into view, and the moon slipped out from behind last wisps of clouds passing through.

He sighed softly, smiling up at a sky just as wondrous as the rainbow itself had been, and he found himself wondering if he'd ever really just stopped and... looked at the stars. Even if he had, there was something different about Mokey being here to experience it with him, someone sharing that particular story.

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As the sun set and night took over, Mokey also remained enchanted by the sky. Everything was so different out here - so much grander, so much lighter... And yet-

Every time she thought about how happy she was to be here, she wondered... Would she be this happy if she were here by herself? Or with anyone but Gobo? It wasn't a concerning thought - she was with Gobo, so the point wasn't exactly important. And she'd known she loved Gobo for quite some time, now, but Gobo... He'd never been ready, the time had never been right.

Or maybe the place had never been right. Gobo had positively flourished out here in Outer Space; come into his own more than ever before. He was happy and comfortable, here, and it was like falling in love all over again, ever since she'd come along.

Life in Fraggle Rock had been simple, in some ways. Safe, most of the time. But small. This was unpredictable and new and... She should have come, she was realizing, long ago.

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He was dimly aware of the fact they'd been left alone on the balcony, but that was only a ghost of a thought at the back of his mind, tucked away as soon as he had it. The moment, the sky, Mokey, was all that was important to him right now, and the fright from earlier seemed worlds away, the strife down in the Rock not even a consideration.

Though it came with a slight pang of regret, he leaned up from her shoulder but only so he could look out across the city. Streetlights were coming on, and there was something warm about those, too? He even thought he could see people turning them on, rather than ones that lit up of their own accord in somewhere like Birchpointe. Something about them seemed welcoming, reminding him a bit of the candle lanterns from home. Sighing gently, he lifted his head again as a breeze blew across them, bringing with it all the wonderful smells of the approaching evening.

This... this all would be what he'd been needing. He just didn't know he needed it.

Mokey stood up straight, as well, but she kept her gaze on the sky. She was transfixed, but still able to think about - about how perfect this all was. Even the realization that she should have been out there sooner... It wasn't a feeling that she'd missed out, being at the Rock for so long - just immense gratitude that she was here now.

She tilted her head back, just a little, to get that perfect view of the moon - it stirred something deep within her... A familiar sort of stirring.

A song.

"All those days watching from the windows
All those years outside looking in
All that time never even knowing
Just how blind I've been
Now I'm here blinking in the starlight
Now I'm here suddenly I see
Standing here it's all so clear
I'm where I'm meant to be."

She closed her eyes for the moment, breathing everything in.

"And at last I see the light
And it's like the fog has lifted
And at last I see the light
And it's like the sky is new
And it's warm and real and bright
And the world has somehow shifted..."

Without opening her eyes, she reached out for Gobo's hand, taking it in her own.

"All at once everything looks different..." She opened her eyes, then, to glance over at Gobo with a caring, warm smile. "Now that I see you."

He smiled a bit wider when he heard Mokey's voice lift in song. That seemed like the one thing missing from this moment, and he always loved her voice. As he listened to the words, it sounded like the song he'd heard her sing the other day, at the Rock. Only instead of being the caged bird, she was flying free, where she needed to be.

And then she took his hand. He looked down, wondering a moment at the peculiar feeling that went up his arm at that. Safe, happy, affectionate, all wrapped up into one. Gobo turned his head to meet her eyes as she likewise turned toward him, and that inner feeling reached his heart and exploded all over, filling him up with a warmth better than dunking into that bathwater. Comforting, secure...

Love.

He smiled, laughing gently, placing his over hand over hers.

"All those days chasing down a daydream
All those years living in a blur
All that time never truly seeing
Things the way they were
Now she's here shining in the starlight
Now she's here, suddenly I know
If she's here it's crystal clear
I'm where I'm meant to go"

Lifting his head, their voices rang together.

"And at last I see the light
And it's like the fog has lifted..."

When Gobo joined in on the song, Mokey felt her heart soar. She'd had no way to be sure, after all... As close as she and Gobo were... That he felt the same way. And yet, here they were. It was beautiful.

"And at last I see the light
And it's like the sky is new..."

Again, they sang together.

"And it's warm and real and bright
And the world has somehow shifted
All at once everything is different
Now that I see you...

Now that I see you."

As the last notes of their duet faded away into the light, he found his eyes still locked on her. Something else made sense inside him now; the adventures they took together, the time they spent, Mokey always wanting to share art or poems with him first... How long...?

No, none of that mattered. Like she didn't regret the time spent in the Rock before leaving, he didn't regret the time before he realized how she felt. How he felt. All that mattered was the way it was right now, in this moment between the two of them.

But, suddenly, he found himself a bit tongue-tied. Sure, admitting in song was one thing, but actually saying something-? He swallowed, and he felt himself get a little red under the fur. "Ah- Mokey, I..." He raised a hesitant hand, then smiled and brushed it along her cheek. Maybe words wouldn't be needed. Leaning forward, he nuzzled along her snout, lingered there nearly cheek to cheek, breathing the moment in. His hand, still on hers, laced fingers, and he leaned back enough that he could kiss her.

The kiss said it all, really, and was the most welcome thing in the world. When it was over, she offered a little nod.

"Me, too, Gobo," she whispered, giving his hand a squeeze. "You... You make me happy."

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