And when you walk down the street, say hello to friends you know, and everyone you meet

[gobetween]

Gobo was really beginning to like this snow thing, at least when it wasn't actively storming. On days like this, when it was lightly drifting from the sky if at all, and had already left its mark on the land around it, it was simply beautiful. Besides, there was a bright song in his heart, from a movie he'd sat down to with the others a few nights ago. So he walked along with a spring to his step, occasionally actually springing when he saw a snowdrift that looked like it'd explode into the best powder, all the while singing to himself.

Everyone- and literally everyone -got a wave when he passed, and he got many, if not most, in reply; a little kid giggled, the Fraggle's energy infectious, and even joined him for a few lines of the song before Gobo's path and that family's path went in two different directions. Coming up to a wooden fence that separated some groups of houses from the road, he nimbly hopped up and started balancing, a tightrope act at first before he started hopping from post to post, still singing.

♫ The sights, the sounds
They're everywhere and all around
I've never felt so good before
This empty place inside of me has been filling up
I simply cannot get enough

I want it oh, I want it oh
I want it for my own
I've got to know, I've got to know
What is this place that I have found?
What is this? ♪

That last bit had him making a flourish of a jump, though he slipped in the snow and unbalanced. Spiraling, he went over backwards with a startled sound, landing in the snow at the base of the fence post. Not even that spoiled his good mood however as he came up with a vigorous head shake and a laugh.

"At least it wasn't a pole." Snickering still, he weaved through the fence slats back onto the proper side of the street, brushing fresh powder off his sweater sleeves.