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starlightcafe2019-11-17 10:14 pm
talkyourwayout) wrote in starlightcafe2019-11-17 10:14 pm
But I ask you please, don't fence me in.
"I'm doing this for money, I'm doing this for money," Louie reminded himself under his breath, as Dunlin gummed on his hand. Sure, he may not be as driven by greed as he once was, but it was still nice to be on the payroll of - one of - the richest ducks in the world. Nothing wrong with having some extra spending money, and all that. Still, he was getting impatient waiting for Gobo to wake up. Impatient, and pretty grossed-out.
"How does one tiny little guy have so much drool in him?" he muttered, then sighed with relief when Dunlin let go of his hand. Louie got up and grabbed for a sheet off the roll of paper towels over the sink - he hadn't torn it off, though, when he heard a familiar voice crying out wordlessly. He gasped and ran to check on his friend, without letting go of the paper towel - sheets trailed after him until one finally ripped away from the roll. He arrived in the sitting room to see Gobo tumble off the couch and onto the floor, limbs a tangled mess in the blanket he'd been sleeping beneath. When the Fraggle came to his senses, the first thing he may see was Louie leaning over him, looking concerned.
"How does one tiny little guy have so much drool in him?" he muttered, then sighed with relief when Dunlin let go of his hand. Louie got up and grabbed for a sheet off the roll of paper towels over the sink - he hadn't torn it off, though, when he heard a familiar voice crying out wordlessly. He gasped and ran to check on his friend, without letting go of the paper towel - sheets trailed after him until one finally ripped away from the roll. He arrived in the sitting room to see Gobo tumble off the couch and onto the floor, limbs a tangled mess in the blanket he'd been sleeping beneath. When the Fraggle came to his senses, the first thing he may see was Louie leaning over him, looking concerned.
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"The thing is, laddie, it is his job. That's part of being a leader, is makin' sure that those you lead are safe." He gently placed a hand on Louie's shoulder as he passed, then stopped in front of Gobo, leaning down a little to look at him. "But it's not your job alone, Gobo." When he looked away, Scrooge reached out and took his chin firmly and, though not unkindly, forced him to look back up. "No, listen to me.
"I know better than anyone else in the world how much being the boss, being a leader, can be as difficult as it is fulfilling. You've got so many things you're trying to juggle, and when a new worry you never had before suddenly comes intae the picture, it can throw everything out of balance and it'll all come crashing down. You may wish it could go back to when it was simpler, but how happy would you truly be? Why, even if you were back at the Rock, something would come along and make you wish for an even earlier time! That's a never-ending cycle, and you cannae let yourself get bogged down in it.
"The real thing to do is, to not isolate yourself. I know that, in tryin' to be a good leader, it can seem like it's all on you to do what's good for everybody. But they're their own people too, laddie, they can make their own decisions, and they can help you and advise you when you're having problems. That's what a real leader does. He's not an island. He listens to the people he's protecting, so that everybody can work together and make it better than it ever was before."