"It's not fun Wembley, trust me…" Mokey said with a laugh.
"Let the Midsummer Day wishes be made to fire!" Came the even spoken announcement of Cantus to the crowd of fraggles around the central fire, who cheered and whistled before quickly claiming down as Gobo joined them.
In the background the song of Midsummer Day began as the fraggles of the lower rock joined hands around the blazing bonfire.
The notes of melody were shared with Mokey's own song as the two weaved together, the summer song providing a steady beat to the more lighthearted 2nd song:
Fire, fire…
Mokey grabbed Wembley's hand with a well bred air, her voice a very practiced heavy impersonation of her mother.
If you want to be a lady of quality, here's what I know to do:
Fire, fire…
Mokey dipped down, curtsying deeply.
Don't dilly and dally and daydream,
Burning bright!
Wembley bowed in reply, but went too low and fell down, semi-gracefully, on his nose.
Least others think less of you!
Bring us tomorrow with your light!
Mokey placed an invisible violin under her chin, taking out an imaginary bow and air playing the notes of the song, whispering the words "five years of lessons" to the small green fraggle.
If you want to make us proud,
Dream, hope...
Wembley tried to join in, playing what looked like an imaginary tuba and hitting a pretend sour note that made so nearby cave creatures wince and glare.
Keep both feet upon the ground!
...and promise we...
Mokey, grabbed Wembley's hand again, leading him over toward the cerebration with a well practiced graceful walk and her nose in the air.
Because a fraggle's not all the fraggle they can be, unless
Wembley mimicked her exactly, but had his nose so far in the air that he lost track of his feet and nearly fell down again, this time saved by Mokey's arm.
..they are soaking their toes in reality!
All this time the circle around the fire had reformed itself into a line and the fraggles were now taking turns jumping over it, tossing their wishstone into it halfway over.
Jump across the flames to see
Gobo's turn came and he backed up quickly, shutting his eyes and taking such a high spirited leap over the fire that many fraggles ooed and clapped.
Mokey's voice was small and thoughtful and back to her own voice as she sang the ending of her song, now only to herself, watching the flames lick an unlucky fraggle tail or two.
Be sweet, be gentle Mokey dear, be anything you please,
Fire fire that you hear our sound!
Mokey looked down at her wishstone, tighting her grip upon it slowly.
But don't let your mind wander to play all day, in imaginary trees...
She backed up a few steps as her turn finally came and…
The midsummer song of sky and ground...
"Mokey, Mokey!" The never failing to get attention sound of Red's voice in an emergency stopped both Mokey's focus on jumping, and the words of the summer song.
"Excuse me." Mokey said sheepishly, following her friend away from the group as Gobo and Wembley came to. "What's is it Red? What's wrong?"
"It's Lanford!" Red yelled. "I..well, I went back to our cave feeling bad and Boober came in to say sorry and..I found him still on your.. pillow."
She ended her exclamation with a tearful tone, parting the way for Boober, who was groaning under the venus flytrap like plants' pot.
"He may be heavy…but..he doesn't look very..good." He whispered.
Mokey gasped, rushing to the shadowed pot atop Boober's head, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"…Lanford..no…"
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