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To set the world in motion by reaching out for each other's hand

Sometimes, Mokey didn't get to see much of Gobo for a while, and that was okay. Even though she was also in Outer Space now - along with Red, Wembley, and Boober - she still often led a quieter life than he did. He kept out of their new underground home more often than she did: Case in point, she hadn't been expecting to see him that day, necessarily... But there he was, sitting by their little pond - not nearly as grand as the one in the Great Hall, but it suited the five of them just fine.

Mokey quietly walked over and sat down by him, resting a hand on his shoulder - right away she noticed how tense that felt, and it gave her inner pause, though she didn't miss a bit before speaking. "Hello, Gobo."

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Gobo had come to the pond to think, finding it thankfully quiet for the now at least. He had been sitting with his feet together and his elbows on his knees, light fists balled under his chin as he leaned forward on them. Wrapped up in his own head he didn't notice Mokey until she touched him, which is why he jumped a bit on said contact. Glancing around, he then smiled softly and sat up some.

"Oh, hi Mokey. Did you need something?"

Mokey simply shook her head in response, enjoying Gobo's presence for a moment. After that moment, though, she scooted to get more behind him than beside him, now with one hand on each of his shoulders. She began to gently message, there, trying to ease out the tension.

He seemed to relax a bit at her answer, though with her hand on him she would feel that none of the tension really went out. Watching her curiously, he then drew in a soft breath, dropping his head a bit to give her more room.

"Ohh, that feels nice."

Mokey smiled at that, making a little sound to indicate she was glad it was helping. Other than that, though, she stayed quiet, continuing to focus intently on the massage.

Several minutes passed before she lowered her hands for a break, and leaned around to look at Gobo better. "Are you alright?"

The only response she'll get out of him is the occasional pleased murmur in his throat, or light roll of his shoulders under her touch. Otherwise he just drank in the massage, eyes closed.

At her question he half-glanced up, waving a hand a bit after a moment. "I guess, yeah. It just seems like a whole lot has happened lately, and it's been getting to me."

Mokey nodded, then nuzzled her snout against his cheek. There had been so much happening lately, especially to Gobo. He definitely needed to get back in touch with his Fraggleishness...

Ah!

She leaned to the side a bit, getting a better view of him. "What if we balanced it all out a little... Obogoopadad?"

He nuzzled her back, sighing gently- that felt good too, just like the massage. When she spoke, he at first looked up at her in curiosity. Then he blinked and sat up, expression lighting up.

"Mokey! That's a great idea!"

"Why, thank you," she giggled. "It's been a while. I think getting the Poobahs back together now would be really nice."

"It certainly has been a while." He tapped the end of his snout, thinking. "I'm not even sure where my costume is, actually..."

Mokey glanced off thoughtfully. "I think I still have that one back at the Rock... I know I have the one we all put together when you were going to find Uncle Matt, but I think I kept all our Poobah costumes in my costume box, too."

He bobbed his head in a nod at first, then there was a small double take as he glanced up.

"You kept that old thing?" A small laugh as he spoke, "Why?"

"Of course, Gobo! It's part of our history, now, and it's important to preserve those things - and we all worked very hard on it, too!" she explained.

He laughed again, amusedly of course, and shook his head some.

"I guess, but. I don't think I could even fit into it anymore."

She giggled, leaning in with her hands on his sides and lightly shaking him. "We could always fix that! Make it Fraggle and a half-sized!"

Word got around, even from Ducks to Fraggles.

He looked down at the jiggle, then snorted through his nose and gave her a dry look, though he had to bite his lip to keep from smiling, and didn't really hide that.

"I meant that I was still a kid when that costume was made, wiseacre."

She pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "I know what you meant, but the point stands."

Even as they were, he still blushed delightfully at the kiss, smiling.

"Yeah, well... I am what I am, eh?"

"Yes, and I like you just that way," Mokey assured him, lightly tickling him since she was still holding his sides.

A little jolt went through him and then he squirmed, starting to laugh.

"Mokey-ey-yyy! That ticklllesss!"

She slowly eased up on the tickling, then winked at Gobo. "A head-start on silliness!"

He breathed brokenly, still giggling some and playfully nudged her with his elbow.

"Yeah, I suppose." Then he blinked, and glanced off thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. "Hey uh- what date is it today?"

"It's a week before the Doozer Equinox, why?" Mokey asked - there was a touch of concern in her tone, too. Had Gobo really been so stressed he hadn't kept track of the days at all?

"That's what I thought!" Apparently he knew, and had something up his sleeve. He was certainly looking quite excited as he sat up some, facing Mokey on his knees.

"Louie's birthday is coming up! And well, Huey and Dewey's too a'course. We can do something for all three of them later, but! What if we..."

Grinning, with a mischievous gleam in his eye, he leaned forward to whisper his idea into her ear.

Mokey listened, a grin spreading across her face as she did so. Then, she nodded with a delighted laugh. "Gobo, that's a wonderful idea!"

He was lifted just by her excitement in the idea, his tail flipping back and forth behind him as he sat back.

"Y'really think so? You don't think Louie will figure it out?"

"I don't think so! Although, Louie is very clever - but that might make it even more fun for him. It'll be something for him to figure out," Mokey pointed out.

"You're very clever too, and you didn't recognize your own roommate in front of your face." He chuckled some, and looked up and off with a smile, pressing his fingertips together. "Yeah, I think this'll go off just fine! Even if he does figure it out."

Mokey just giggled at that point, then nodded. "I'm sure Louie will appreciate it - I think it's the perfect thing for all of us."

"I think so, too. I'll address a postcard to the Beglerbeg just as soon as I can get it written out, then."

Mokey nodded, folding her hands in her lap. "Please send him my best! Oh, this is so exciting!"

"Will do!" Already writing the card in his mind, he glanced up at a thought. "Hey, y'know how Louie recently got his own Fraggle form, right? Think you could get his measurements under the guise of putting a play together or something?"

"Hmm? Oh!" Mokey beamed, and nodded. "Yes, I'm sure I could!" she giggled. "Very sneaky, Gobo!"

"All part of thinking ahead!" He grinned some, pleased at the remark. "Why don't we go find Louie and take care of that, so I can get the postcard sent as soon as possible?"

Mokey got her feet and offered Gobo a hand to do the same. "A wonderful idea! Let's go!"

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