Mokey Fraggle (
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starlightcafe2019-12-30 11:23 pm
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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..."
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..."
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"There's not much we can do abou' it if that's how he is, other than be there when he needs us. Thankfully, he does have quite the support network, which is why he's where he is and who he is now."
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"You're such a sap."
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She glanced up at Scrooge, shrugging a bit. "Is that because he's smaller, or like...?"
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"No. It's because he mixed them. I should've warned him not to do that..." Ah well, hindsight and all that. He walked over to Gobo, carefully put his limbs back into order, then rolled him over onto his back as he scooped him up. All the while the Fraggle slept away, dead to the world.
"Come on. We'll put him in their usual beddin' down room, and get a word tae Fraggle Home that they might not see him for the next, oh, 17 hours or so."
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"I'm having so much fun being pregnant, Uncle Scrooge, but... I feel awful that I can't help Gobo be happy, too."
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"Basically, include him, or continue to, rather. Be there for him and before you know it, this will have passed."
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Sitting back, he snickered softly at a thought and gestured vaguely at the mansion past. "Just be sure he doesn't mix the two teas together again. Even when he does wake up it may take him a couple hours to completely come around."
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