Let's get a little day drunk

[moneymatters]

Scrooge crossed the grass with a rather decided march, though careful of the cargo he carried. Rather longer than he would've liked- even though it was only a few minutes of a walk at the most -he descended down the steps and to the cottage-looking door that'd been set in a hill, open to the sky. This was the ground-access passage to the Fraggle home beneath Duckburg, and it was on this door he pounded his spare fist twice. While he waited, what he held in his other hand giggled twice, and Scrooge rolled his eyes.

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[scaredsilly]

He handed over a napkin and after a moment, laughed some himself, in his own sharp little way.

"At least we know he's up and around, right? After a fashion."

[forachange]

"Yup!" Wembley chirped, wiping up the mess he'd made. "He's gonna be just fine, I bet. What kind of soup is this?"

[scaredsilly]

"Just a simple vegetable broth. I made it for Gobo because I figured he'd want something easy to eat and easy on the stomach, and then I decided to make enough for the two of us, too."

[forachange]

"Well, that was thoughtful of you - and I like it a lot!" Wembley added. "Boober, you've been good at all this kind of taking care of Fraggles stuff since I've known you... How'd you learn it all?"

[scaredsilly]

"Reading books, mostly. All the best books about disease and contagion also include how to fight it, and what to do when someone comes down ill. Everything else has been experience."

[forachange]

Wembley nodded. "All those books sure come in handy in times like this," he noted. Wembley, for his part, could never settle on a book to start reading. "I told Gobo this already, but I sure feel lucky you were there yesterday."

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[scaredsilly]

He glanced at Wembley, pleased but embarrassed, and looked down at his bowl.

"Well I..." Little scoffed sound. "I only did what I know how to do best."

Hearing the shuffling sound from before approach them, he looked up as The Blanket Formerly Known As Gobo walked into the room.

"I hope you washed your hands."

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[gobetween]

Boober gets a rather withering stare from inside the "hood" of the blanket, as he nodded dimly and, laboriously, took a seat at the table. Once Boober placed the bowl in front of him, one enshrouded hand reached out and puuullllled it closer, to where he could slowly sup it up.

[forachange]

Wembley giggled, raising his hands for a moment, then lowering them when he realized he wasn't sure Gobo had much in the way of peripheral vision, the way he was wearing that blanket. So, instead, he spoke as gently as he could manage. "This is... Actually kind of nice, guys - I mean, you know, we don't really spend that much time together just us three."

[gobetween]

He'd thought about it a moment, how to eat the soup, and eventually settled for very gently, very slowly sipping it straight from the bowl, chin resting at the edge. Snouts really come in handy, you know?

At Wembley's remark he doesn't say anything, though he does make a thumbs-up of approval.

[forachange]

Wembley smiled and nodded. "Yeah, exactly. I mean, sure, it might be better if Gobo wasn't sick and stuff. But then it also might not even be happening, so..." He trailed off with a shrug.

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[gobetween]

Another gesture, this one a so-so motion.

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[scaredsilly]

"I don't know Wembley, I think it would happen anyway. You two are always together, it's mostly me that never leaves home."

Not that he sounded at all depressed about that. It was just the way things were.

"I'd much rather be here cooking and cleaning, so you all have warm meals and warm clothes to come back to after a day out, euch, adventuring."

[forachange]

"I guess it's just a little different, usually. Most of the time, the girls or Louie or someone else is around, too - and I love all of them! But not the way I love you two. Maybe we can pick some times for us three to do things together. I don't know, it's probably a silly idea..."

[gobetween]

"Dating." He lifted his head enough that he could see, using the back of his hand to brush the blanket back to help with that. "You're describing dating."

[forachange]

"Oh yeah, huh?" Wembley giggled. "Well, we should do that, then, that way! We can do all sorts of things together, us three."

[gobetween]

"I would definitely like that." A smile, then a bit of a wince before he let the blanket drop, returning to the soup.

"...Starting tomorrow."

[forachange]

Wembley's giggle became more of a snicker, then, and he nodded. "Yeah, starting tomorrow sounds good."

[scaredsilly]

"Tomorrow then." Done with his dishes, he picked them up and walked into the kitchen, mindful of Gobo's headache as he set them down to be washed.

"In the meantime, we'll try to keep it down for you, Gobo. And you know, a dark room will help wonders. Standard migraine treatment honestly, plus a little extra food and water, when you can stomach it, to keep your hydration and nutrition levels up."

[forachange]

"Well, if a dark room will help, it's a good thing we're underground," Wembley observed, the last of his laughter fading as he quickly got to his feet and started digging into a cupboard, emerging after a few moments with a bell. He moved carefully so as not to ring it himself, and handed it to Gobo. "Here. If you need us."

[gobetween]

He took the bell, looked at it for a moment, then looked back.

"Wembley. You were careful with this just now why?"

[forachange]

“Well, gee, Gobo, so I didn’t make your headache worse, of course. Wh- Oh. Oh, right.” A sheepish smile as he gingerly took the bell back. “Well, uh... You just get our attention somehow, if you need us.”

[gobetween]

Despite everything he had to smile some, up at him.

"It's a nice thought, Wembley." He rested his arms crossways on top of the table, folding the blanket in with him. "But I'll figure out some way to get your guys's attention without it."

[forachange]

“Yeah. Uh...” Wembley glanced over at Boober uncertainly, questioningly. “...Or you could stay out here with us? Maybe?”

[gobetween]

He thought about that a moment, then smiled and nodded. Carefully.

"Yeah. That sounds nicer than sitting in my room by myself. Even if it is a bit noisier."