Mokey Fraggle ([personal profile] thewisdomwithin) wrote in [community profile] starlightcafe2019-12-30 11:23 pm

They will be like him and me, as free as a dove.

Even the back pain was amazing to her. So far, there was no aspect of the pregnancy that hadn't in some way thrilled and fascinated Mokey. It wasn't all fun, but it was all so interesting - and so heartwarming, too. She'd found she was singing to herself more lately than ever before, which was really saying something. From what she and some of her non-Fraggle friends had figured, the baby could hear her by now, and she wanted to them to hear a lot of the happiest sound: music.

She wandered into the kitchen, and opened the door to the pantry, looking for a nice snack and singing all the while.

If that juicy pear is gooey,
Let's go find some chicken chop suey.
If that chicken chop suey is tough,
Let's go find some stroganoff...


That trailed off into giggle. "Well, I do think a juicy pear would be nice!" she mused aloud, rubbing the end of her snout. "I wonder if we have any..."
moneymatters: (I've made a gross error in judgement.)

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[personal profile] moneymatters 2020-01-01 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish it didn't, either." He walked over and picked up the apple, turning it in his hands before sitting where Gobo had been occupying earlier. "I know, at least somewhat, just what he's going through. I could tell him that it gets better, particularly when the baby is born, but it might go in one ear and out the other, right now."