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I just finished watching the last season of Fraggle Rock and after crying during the end credits of "Change Of Address," I decided to write a little story about what would happen if Boober was invited to join the Poohbahs. This is my first story (well, first Fraggle Rock story...and the first time I'm writing in story prose....) so please, please, PLEASE give nice critique and reviews! Thank you! Here goes!
Dance your cares away...worries for another day...let the music play...down in Firefly Cavern! Don't look at me like that; I know it's wrong, but for this story, it's correct. The Secret (and very silly) Society of the Poohbahs had just finished another meeting (with "Fritz" absent AGAIN...) and the Beggler-beg was giving his final words for the night.
"The next meeting, we will be inviting a another Fraggle to join the Poohbahs-" They all jumped once he said the name. "Who is it, Vanguard?" But, the Vanguard was too busy balancing a pickle on his nose and the other Poohbahs started to laugh. "Vanguard!" This made him lose his balance and drop the pickle.
"Wha-? Wha-? Guilty! You're free to go! Or is that innocent...you go face the Glumberglut...?" The Vanguard (Convincing John) said as he tried to regain his composure. The Beggler-beg just face-palmed and asked him again. "What is the name of the next member?" "Oh! His name is...Baaber Fraggle." The Poohbahs muttered the name to themselves, until Mokey (the newest member) stepped forward. "I think you mean Boober Fraggle, Mr. Vanguard." The Vanguard looked confused. "I thought today was Switch O's for A's Day." "That's for the next meeting, Vanguard! Next meeting!" The Beggler-beg looked fit to be tied and decided it was time for the meeting to end. "Okay, fellow Poohbahs. Before we leave today, let's have a word from the Mind-Reader about Boober's chances of entering this sacred group."
The mind reader (Red Fraggle) walked up to the front of the group. "I knew you were going to say that!" "How does she do that? It's like magic or something..." The Vanguard muttered. "This Baa- Ugh...Boober Fraggle will be very difficult to persuade...Yes...But, in the end, he will be a-" Her staff blew a raspberry. "- worthy Poobah!" The Poohbahs cheered. "So, what will happen now, O magical Mind Reader?" The Mind Reader banger her staff against the ground. "The meeting will end, Fritz will be absent for the next meeting, and Red Fraggle will have a swim before dinnertime!" Mokey silently laughed. You're not supposed to tell them what you're going to do...
And that's what happened. The Poohbahs left to go home, eat Doozer towers and the like, while Red took off her costume and, you guessed it, went straight to the Great Hall to have a swim. "Last one in is a Poison Cackler!! Whoo-hoo-hoo!" SPLASH! And bad timing for Boober; he was carrying a basket of laundry to hang and they got soaked.
"Thanks a lot, Red! Now I have to do these over again! Not that I have a problem with that, but..." Red resurfaced and looked at Boober. "Oh, I'm sorry! I was just having a little swim!" "More like a big tidal wave!"
"Boober, I said I was sorry...Why are you so serious about laundry, anyway?"
"Laundry is everything...It's my way of life and it soothes the soul...Watching the soapy bubbles rise from the tub and pop in the air...It's kind of like your troubles popping away..."
Mokey was sitting by the Fraggle Pond, writing something in her notebook. She looked at Boober with admiration. "That was beautiful. Can I use that in my next poem? Please?"
Boober smiled and walked to her with his basket of soaked socks and shirts. "I knew laundry would be appreciated someday! Ha-ha! Okay, that's... 'Laundry is everything...It's my way-'" Boober repeated as Mokey wrote it down with a big grin on her face.
Red just sat in the pond and thought to herself while shaking her head. Looks like I was right...It's gonna take a miracle to get him to be a Poohbah...
Dance your cares away...worries for another day...let the music play...down in Firefly Cavern! Don't look at me like that; I know it's wrong, but for this story, it's correct. The Secret (and very silly) Society of the Poohbahs had just finished another meeting (with "Fritz" absent AGAIN...) and the Beggler-beg was giving his final words for the night.
"The next meeting, we will be inviting a another Fraggle to join the Poohbahs-" They all jumped once he said the name. "Who is it, Vanguard?" But, the Vanguard was too busy balancing a pickle on his nose and the other Poohbahs started to laugh. "Vanguard!" This made him lose his balance and drop the pickle.
"Wha-? Wha-? Guilty! You're free to go! Or is that innocent...you go face the Glumberglut...?" The Vanguard (Convincing John) said as he tried to regain his composure. The Beggler-beg just face-palmed and asked him again. "What is the name of the next member?" "Oh! His name is...Baaber Fraggle." The Poohbahs muttered the name to themselves, until Mokey (the newest member) stepped forward. "I think you mean Boober Fraggle, Mr. Vanguard." The Vanguard looked confused. "I thought today was Switch O's for A's Day." "That's for the next meeting, Vanguard! Next meeting!" The Beggler-beg looked fit to be tied and decided it was time for the meeting to end. "Okay, fellow Poohbahs. Before we leave today, let's have a word from the Mind-Reader about Boober's chances of entering this sacred group."
The mind reader (Red Fraggle) walked up to the front of the group. "I knew you were going to say that!" "How does she do that? It's like magic or something..." The Vanguard muttered. "This Baa- Ugh...Boober Fraggle will be very difficult to persuade...Yes...But, in the end, he will be a-" Her staff blew a raspberry. "- worthy Poobah!" The Poohbahs cheered. "So, what will happen now, O magical Mind Reader?" The Mind Reader banger her staff against the ground. "The meeting will end, Fritz will be absent for the next meeting, and Red Fraggle will have a swim before dinnertime!" Mokey silently laughed. You're not supposed to tell them what you're going to do...
And that's what happened. The Poohbahs left to go home, eat Doozer towers and the like, while Red took off her costume and, you guessed it, went straight to the Great Hall to have a swim. "Last one in is a Poison Cackler!! Whoo-hoo-hoo!" SPLASH! And bad timing for Boober; he was carrying a basket of laundry to hang and they got soaked.
"Thanks a lot, Red! Now I have to do these over again! Not that I have a problem with that, but..." Red resurfaced and looked at Boober. "Oh, I'm sorry! I was just having a little swim!" "More like a big tidal wave!"
"Boober, I said I was sorry...Why are you so serious about laundry, anyway?"
"Laundry is everything...It's my way of life and it soothes the soul...Watching the soapy bubbles rise from the tub and pop in the air...It's kind of like your troubles popping away..."
Mokey was sitting by the Fraggle Pond, writing something in her notebook. She looked at Boober with admiration. "That was beautiful. Can I use that in my next poem? Please?"
Boober smiled and walked to her with his basket of soaked socks and shirts. "I knew laundry would be appreciated someday! Ha-ha! Okay, that's... 'Laundry is everything...It's my way-'" Boober repeated as Mokey wrote it down with a big grin on her face.
Red just sat in the pond and thought to herself while shaking her head. Looks like I was right...It's gonna take a miracle to get him to be a Poohbah...