Thank you all so much for your comments. But, there is a little bit more.
It was a few days later, and Doc got the mail and brought it into the workshop.
"Mail call!" He shuffled through the regular mail, until he got to a certain item, and his eyes widened.
"Hey Sprocky! We got a postcard from Gobo!"
"Woof woof woof!!" Sprocket jumped up and down with excitment.
"Go to the hole and call his friends over."
Sprocket raced to the fraggle hole and barked as loud as he could, hoping to get Gobo's friends and family's attention.
"Hey, what's that?" Wembley asked.
"It's Sprocket....and it sounds urgent! Come on!" Red ran in front of the group, consisting of herself, Wembley, Boober, and Mokey. They ran into Matt and Storyteller.
"What's the hurry everyone?" Matt asked.
"Sprocket is sending us a urgent message! It may be about Gobo!" Boober exclaimed.
"Gobo?! Well why didn't you say so? Let's go!!" Matt replied.
So then, Red, Mokey, Boober, Wembley, Matt, and Storyteller raced down the tunnel towards the fraggle hole. When they got there, Doc was sitting in his chair.
"Ah! Your just in time. Here, read this." He passed the postcard to Mokey.
"It's from Gobo!" Mokey exclaimed. The others huddled around her to get a glimpse of the message.
"Dear friends and family,
How is everybody doing? Very well I hope. Well, outer space is not that terrifying, but there has been times though when it has. My first exploration was in this big, "building", as Doc calls it. I went inside, and there was a bunch of silly creatures sitting in alot of chairs. I went inside and sat down, wondering what all the fuss was about. Just then, a curtain opened, and there was that frog that we met a few years ago. He was in a giant "O", and the sign said, "The Muppet Show." The Muppet Show? This could be interesting. For the next half an hour, I witnessed the most bizarre acts that were strange and funny. A hairy creature, I guess called "Fozzie", made these really bad jokes, while two short silly creatures made fun of him. How rude! And this furry blue creature that shot himself out of a long cylinder thing he called a "cannon." And the other things I saw, well, I couldn't describe here, because I am running out of room on this postcard. I miss Fraggle Rock, and I miss all of you.
I will write again soon.
Love,
Traveling Gobo."
Matt swelled up with pride.
"That's my nephew."