I've eaten many strange and scrumptious dishes in my time...

[talkyourwayout]

The snort of laughter Louie made once he'd tracked Gobo down was far from dignified, but then again, dignified also couldn't be used to describe the sight he'd come upon: one extremely full-up Fraggle liking a small bowl of stew clean - small bowl, but not his first bowl, it would seem. He sputtered in an attempt to recover his words, but it took a minute before he could get out, "Gobo, dude, what happened?"

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[gobetween]

He looked up over the rim of the bowl, then lowered it and ran his tongue around the edges of his snout. It didn't help.

"What do you mean, what happened?"

[talkyourwayout]

"Gobs," Louie began, kneeling down at Gobo's side, "you're looking even rounder than usual, that's what I mean."

[gobetween]

He blinked, then snorted softly. "Yeah well... Uncle Scrooge made this really great vegetable stew for us, that's what." Oop, there's a couple grains of rice in the bowl he didn't get. A swipe with a finger will take care of those. "The pantry's running a little dry while Fraggle Home is being built, so he's helping out."

[talkyourwayout]

Louie rolled his eyes, amused. "For us, he says. Like he's shared any of it yet - man, is there even any left?"

[gobetween]

"There is a whole other pot, smartypants." He gave him a short look, then glanced down at the bowl. Maybe just... one more, for the road. Just has to- get to his feet- Maybe it'd be easier if he put the bowl aside. Yes, there we go. Okay, lean back, rock forward, and- hah! Got it. He scooped the bowl and spoon up and headed into the kitchen, tail skittering over the floor as it dragged along behind him.

[talkyourwayout]

"Oh my god," Louie muttered, shaking his head as he watched Gobo rock to his feet. "I can't believe you're getting more! You're going to blow up!" he called into the kitchen after Gobo.

Pretty much the cutest thing he'd seen all week, though- Ooh. He had an idea, and pulled his phone from his pocket, readying the camera app.

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[gobetween]

"I am not gonna blow up!" He flashed Louie a look over his shoulder, then walked over to where Scrooge was standing beside the stove. "I just want a little bit more, it's fine."

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[moneymatters]

"Ah, hello Louie." He looked up from what he was doing to watch the two of them walk in. ...Actually, they both kinda waddled, and only one of them had that as a usual gait. Though he took the bowl, he paused.

"Gobo are you sure." Getting the same look from the Fraggle now, he made no secret of rolling his eyes as he went to one of two pots on the stove, doling out another serving from the one without a lid. "Alright, but I'm no' cleaning this up." He gave him the bowl, then called off after him as he walked- "walked" -out of the kitchen. "And I'm cutting you off!"

[talkyourwayout]

"Hi, Unca Scrooge," Louie answered, not glancing over until after he'd taken a few pictures of Gobo... And then he went right to show them to Scrooge. "Look! Look what you're responsible for!" he'd managed to keep a pretend-stern expression for about half that first 'look' and after that, everything he said had been sprinkled with giggles. "Unca Scrooge, you're going to make my best friend explode."

[moneymatters]

Alright, he snickered some despite himself. The second pot had the lid returned to it, and he set the ladle down. "If your best friend explodes, hopefully he does it outside." Another amused snort.

"Aye, I know I overfed him a wee bit, Fraggles and their lack o' moderation and all, but I wanted to make sure he actually had a good meal. He just also kept coming back for more."

[talkyourwayout]

"Hopefully," Louie agreed, then he blinked a moment - best friend, he'd said that himself, huh? A smaller laugh than the previous uproarious giggles, at that, and then he returned his attention to Scrooge.

"Well, you coulda told him no." A beat. "But then I wouldn't have these pictures, so..."

[moneymatters]

He laughed and nodded. "True, no you wouldn't."

Picking up the other stewpot, heavy and full judging by that heft, he placed it in a carrying case and tied it up. "I'm goin' tae go deliver this to Fraggle Home. I'm fairly sure Gobo left some in the other," he chuckled softly, "if you'd like any for yourself. It's vegetables, mushrooms, and rice."

With that and a note he'd be back soon he started out of the kitchen, taking his tophat off a hook on the way out.

[talkyourwayout]

Louie ladled out a bit of soup to try, as he said "later" to Scrooge, then headed to join Gobo while they ate.

Er, while he ate, apparently. Gobo had... Already finished his bowl of soup. Noting that, Louie stood in the hall and just watched Gobo - not that he was doing much to watch; just kind of lying there.

Why was Gobo his best friend?

"Uh... Can you move, dude?"

[gobetween]

Gobo had indeed finished the bowl already, and if Louie had thought he was full and round before, he was almost literally spherical now. Especially flat on his back as he was, with the empty bowl to one side past his hand.

"I don't know, and I don't care." He sounded... very full, a bit in misery, but also extremely satisfied. Fraggles and moderation, indeed.

[talkyourwayout]

Louie gave a soft snort and shook his head. "You've leveled up. Forget "Fraggle and a half," you're two Fraggles now."

[gobetween]

"So I overdid it a little on the food, so what?" He got his head around until he could give Louie a look with that.

[talkyourwayout]

Louie shrugged, feigning innocence at that look. "I'm just saying that we're going to have to roll you back, today."

[gobetween]

"You will not. An hour or so, maybe a nap, and I'll be fine."

[talkyourwayout]

"No way. Gobo, you look like a basketball." He crouched down and shuffled over toward Gobo on his knees. "Just... Fuzzier."

[gobetween]

"I don't know what a basketball is." He eyes Louie as he comes over. Speaking of that fuzziness, the round of his belly is definitely frizzing out his darker fur just from sheer surface space it has to cover. "But right now I also don't care."

[talkyourwayout]

"You're going to be too fat to explore if this happens much more," Louie pointed out with a smug smile. He flopped down with his head near Gobo's, their bodies perpendicular to one another. "Hi."

[gobetween]

"You say that like I do this all the time!" He rolled his eyes, then tilted his head a bit to look at Louie after he flopped down. Gobo snickered softly and smiled. "Hi."

[talkyourwayout]

Louie snickered in return, and then was quiet for a moment. It was nice, just relaxing with Gobo like this... "You know, you should do this more often. Chilling is way better than adventures."

[gobetween]

"Hey, I chill plenty." He laughed, though regretted it at a stomachache pang. "Heck you and I have chilled lots of times."

[talkyourwayout]

Louie couldn't really argue that, nor was there any reason to. Gobo might have been an explorer at heart, but he was considerate of Louie's slower, calmer preferences.

"Heh, guess so." Louie reorganized himself so he was lying with his body at a more acute angle to Gobo's than before.