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Discussion in 'Fan Fiction and Fan Art' started by bouncingbabyfig, May 6, 2012.
That's really good and it's been so long since the last time sew speak to eatch other.
Indeed, I've been very busy! I'm trying to graduate on the honor roll at my middle school. School gets out in 2 weeks though!
Did you got your computer yet?
No, I don't have a computer yet, still using the computer at home and at the library. Here's chapter 3!
Gobo could have slept on peacefully as he was happily dreaming of home when suddenly, he was rudely awakened by a loud squawking noise in his ear. Cracking an eyelid drowsily, he found himself staring into a brightly colored orange eye.
“Gaaaah!” He shouted in surprise, backing away as he did so.
“Wha-? Who? When? Where Why?” Boober sat up immediately, his hair was bushy and stood in odd angles. Gobo could only stare at the creature before him in confusion and fear, as it continued to caw and flap its black wings at him. Red lifted her head slightly at the current disruption to her slumber. Sighing indignantly, she marched over to the black and white feathery creature.
“Listen, Feather brain!” She snarled, strands of hair framing her fuming face. “Some of us actually care about sleep, now if you don't mind..” She pushed the now thoroughly frightened critter off of the branch he had previously been occupying. The thing gave a shrill cry in answer and started to plummet towards the distant ground.
“Aww, Red!” Gobo squeaked, rushing over to the edge of the canvas. As he peered down, a blur of black and white flew up and past the two Fraggles, cackling wildly. The now flying creature rested itself on a different branch and turned to face the gawking trio.
“Caw-haw-haw! Sorry ta scare ya like tha'!” he Squawked, his beak opened in an impish grin. Boober looked just about ready to faint once more. Red happened to be the one to gather her senses and courage first, and asked the first thing that came to mind.
“Wh-who are you?” She asked timidly, heart racing. The thing bowed gracefully, his black and white tail bobbing up in the process.
“Marty Magpie at yer service... I'm a Magpie.” He finished, standing straight once more. On further inspection, Gobo discovered that the Magpie came up to the averaged sized Fraggle's shoulder. Marty hopped closer towards the group, turning his head from side to side as to get a better look at the group.
“Y'all look real tired.” He commented on their ragged appearance.
“Hard branches and leaves aren't exactly an idea of comfort.” Red muttered sarcastically. She was quieted by Gobo's elbow in her rib cage.
“We've traveled a long way, we're looking for my uncle Ma-”
“Correction, he's looking for his uncle, and we were the unfortunate ones to get caught up in his plan.” Boober interrupted.
“-att. You haven't happened to see him have you? He's a Fraggle like us, but his skin and fur is tan and he has a long white beard with an explorer's hat.” Gobo finished, acting as if nothing had happened. Marty looked the band of misfits before him in bemusement before thinking about Gobo's question.
“I've seen a mighty amount of strange things in this here London, but I'm afraid you're the first critters of your kind to cross my path.” He shrugged his shoulders apologetically at Gobo's fallen expression.
“But ya know what? I think I know someone who jus' might be able ta help ya!” This is how the group of Fraggles found themselves in front of a small apartment building (Marty taught them the real name of the strange caves.) a few blocks away from the park.
Sorry, I know it's short and I am sorry for the delay. I do hope you like what you read though and I'll try to post more this Friday.
Great! (Are Magpie's in Fraggle Rock? Is there a such thing?)
Great chapter Figgie!
And P.S.... Happy Birthday!!
Happy Birthday Figgie!
Happy Birthday, Figgie! /Now both of us are writing Fraggle Rock stories. Both talk about Outer Space! Okay! I knew that would happen!
Sorry about being gone for awhile guys, I've benn busy. Thank heavens school is out, but I have honors homework to do as well. UGH! More soon, pinkie swear!
Wow, bouncingbabyfig! Your not the only one who is behind on your fan-fic "Finding You." All right, I will accept your pinkie swear.
Chapter 3 part 2:
The tall stone structure in front of the group was ancient and beautiful all at once. Cracks spread along itsred hard skin like spider webs with out its eight legged maker. The windows shone brightly with the reflected sun looking closely, a person would note the lace curtains on the inside. The Fraggles stood in front of the building with an over powering sense of awe and wonder.
"Well, I've seen enough." Boober stated smartly, starting to walk in the opposite direction.
"Oh no you don't!" Red muttered, grabbing the back of his scarf smartly. "You're staying right here where we can see you."
"You died and made you my mother." Boober grumbled, his mouth sinking into a deep scowl.
"C'mon, Boober. It's not so bad." Wembly offered, a small shy smile forming in contrast to his friend's sulk.
"Ah, don't worry laddie." Marty chirpped lightly, flitting to the black side railing on the building. "Ms. Gwendle is a sweet lady, she took the missus an' me in whe' we was hurt. She be a motha' hen." Marty turned away from the group to push a small button near the door. A mild ringing reached their ears as the Magpie's beak left the buton's surface.
"It's so beautiful." Mokey sighed closing her eyes, to which Red rolled her eyes. The door opened soon after revealing a young woman's face, her eyes scanned confusedly over the Fraggles before resting on Marty.
"Oh! 'ello Marty!" She exclaimed happily, her voice heavily accented. "Who a' your chums?" The woman kneeled down in front of Wembly, who looked ready to faint at that moment.
"Ms. Gwendle, I'd like ya ta' meet me friends: the Faggles." He finished smoothly.
"It's Fraggles, actually." Mokey intergected softly, her eyes wide with curiosity at the strange creature kneeling before her. "I'm Mokey, this is Red, Wembley, Gobo, and Boober." She finished.
"Hullo, my name is Ruthy Gwendle, but you can call me Ruthy. I see you've met Marty." She chuckled, stroking the Magpie's neck feathers at which he cooed happily.
"Well, we were wondering if you could help us. We're looking for my Uncle Matt, you wouldn't happen to have seen him?" Gobo spoke up, his eyes hopeful. Ruthy put a finger to her chin in contemplation, humming slightly.
"I've seen only one other Fraggle before and she lives here, she travels more than I do, so maybe she'll know. Come inside and I'll introduce you to her." Ruthy led the group up the steps and into her home. The inside was insquisite and bright with lots of paintings and pictures.
"Wow." Mokey breathed, her voice catching in bewilderment. "Did you paint all of these?" She asked. Ruthy raised her eyebrow and followed the Fraggle's gaze.
"Oh, yes. At least most of them, some I bought form other painters around London." They continued through the hallway, where they could hear a few snatches of music and singing. They wound up in the doorway of a huge room where a large marble table sat in the middle with a long counter snaked along the edge of the room. Near the corner of the counter was the source of the singing, a pale blue fraggle with shocking purple and pink hair sat on a large stool cleaning dishes and singing softly, occasionally she would dry a hand on the dark blue vest she wore. Her head bobbed in time to the music and her tail swung to and fro. Ruthy cleared her throat and the foreign Fraggle turned around.
"Oh!" She said suprisedly, jumping off the stool to the tiled floor. her tail swinging happily at the sight of visitors.
"Hullo, I'm Hatchley!"
Well there ya go, an update! Tell me what you think of Hatchley, and don't forget to review!
"Hullo! I'm Hatch!
Yesh, I'm a failure, but thanks for accepting the promise! I'll have to read your story as well!
Well, I apologize for your failure, but oh good grief I am not done with my story either. My mom keeps me busy with other things to do. Rrrruhhh! (sighs) I wish she wasn't making me miserable.
Hey ya'll, how ya been. I won't be able to post for a while, but maybe if you guys review a lot, I'll see what I can do!
Oh wow! This is cool! A silly creature female meets the fraggles and they meet another OC traveling fraggle named Hatchley. This is great! Cannot wait for more! BTW: Fig, I know you're busy, but let us know when you post another chapter. Thanks!
I'll see what I can do, it's nice to have friend like you guys, I feel welcome here.
OH thank you figgie it was a nice chapter!
WHAT"S THE BIG IDEA! (groans)! I am now impatient! Is there no such thing as a "patience button"? I don't believe it! Figgie? What is taking you so long with this story? How about you will be dieting on radishes and fruit. (sighs)! Where is she when you need her?
LOL, sorry. I'll see what I can do. hmm, wouldn't do much gould to threaten me with diets, I happen to be on one right now. Ugh! Curse fat thighs!!
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