Dear Autocorrect, I really did mean to type "Skeeter". Not "Sweeter."
Writing is happening! Here's a bit of draft:
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Janken looked at it. It looked right, and Skeeter had left sneakerprints leading out of it. "All right, let's-"
"Stop!"
Startled, everybody looked back at the entrance to the T. Matthew Fraggle room. Boober, tail lashing angrily, was coming down the stairway. "So everyone's going to Outer Space, hmm? Or almost everybody?"
"Papa-"
"I know, I know, Boober the goof is a killjoy, he's too scared to be any fun!"
Sage stepped forward and explained, "Papa! I didn't think you'd want to go. You hate Outer Space."
"There's a good reason for that! It's dangerous and scary and full of germs and contaminated water."
Janken said, "It's safe, I promise. I swam in it for hours and I feel great."
"So far," Boober said darkly.