Redsonga
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The arrival of a new creature in the lower caves was always a big event in fraggle rock. It was better and happier however when this new creature happened to be a fraggle that promised to be a new playmate for everyone, even if they did'nt know it themselves yet.
But this new fraggle was a bit different than all the rest. It was not her shaggy thick fur, such a light shade of sky blue it was nearly white, or the fact that she was four inches shorter than even Boober.
It happened to be, at that moment, what Red was a breath away from poking before Boober gave her a silent glare of doom from across the room.
"What are those things on her legs?" Wembley asked, the first to say out loud what they were all been thinking.
"I don't know, but they look like…" Gobo began.
"They look like the splint I had when I twisted my ankle, remember Mokey?" Red finshed, eyeing the strangers small light blue legs where they lay oddly straight upon the bed she had slept in for the last hour.
"Well, in a way, but they do go up pass the knee…" Mokey said, slipping a pair of earmuffs over the fraggles ears, that were already bured in a mess of forest green hair grown out to the tip of her muzzle, decorated in small segments with carved wooden beads.
"They look like they're made of leather and something hard and shiny, like that black box we found that time…What did Uncle Matt say the silly creatures called it? A Raid dee oh?" Gobo added, trying to be helpful.
Mokey sighed, putting another warm blanket on the bed and beganing to draw near to the strange leg things as if to untie them. " My it must have been so hard to travel with…"
"No one touch her anymore! Stop it!" Boober yelled all the way from his safe small ajoining cave on the other side of the room in a tone so high-strung it made everyone jump.
" Sheesh Boober, I don't get you sometimes…" Red begin, thumping up to the little fraggles' perch.
" First you carry her all the way here and refuse to have us help you even with these heavy things…"
Red picked up a large traveling bag and let it fall back to the ground, it's contants making a weak whimpering sound.
"And then you dig your way into a corner away from your sister and won't even let us do anything to help when she's hurt…"
Boober turned away from Red silently on his rock, pressing his forehead against the opposite wall with a jerk.
"You're definitely winning a trophy in first class weirdness today…"
But this new fraggle was a bit different than all the rest. It was not her shaggy thick fur, such a light shade of sky blue it was nearly white, or the fact that she was four inches shorter than even Boober.
It happened to be, at that moment, what Red was a breath away from poking before Boober gave her a silent glare of doom from across the room.
"What are those things on her legs?" Wembley asked, the first to say out loud what they were all been thinking.
"I don't know, but they look like…" Gobo began.
"They look like the splint I had when I twisted my ankle, remember Mokey?" Red finshed, eyeing the strangers small light blue legs where they lay oddly straight upon the bed she had slept in for the last hour.
"Well, in a way, but they do go up pass the knee…" Mokey said, slipping a pair of earmuffs over the fraggles ears, that were already bured in a mess of forest green hair grown out to the tip of her muzzle, decorated in small segments with carved wooden beads.
"They look like they're made of leather and something hard and shiny, like that black box we found that time…What did Uncle Matt say the silly creatures called it? A Raid dee oh?" Gobo added, trying to be helpful.
Mokey sighed, putting another warm blanket on the bed and beganing to draw near to the strange leg things as if to untie them. " My it must have been so hard to travel with…"
"No one touch her anymore! Stop it!" Boober yelled all the way from his safe small ajoining cave on the other side of the room in a tone so high-strung it made everyone jump.
" Sheesh Boober, I don't get you sometimes…" Red begin, thumping up to the little fraggles' perch.
" First you carry her all the way here and refuse to have us help you even with these heavy things…"
Red picked up a large traveling bag and let it fall back to the ground, it's contants making a weak whimpering sound.
"And then you dig your way into a corner away from your sister and won't even let us do anything to help when she's hurt…"
Boober turned away from Red silently on his rock, pressing his forehead against the opposite wall with a jerk.
"You're definitely winning a trophy in first class weirdness today…"