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When it's nice and bright, and it brings delight, let your heart choose right
Scrooge huffed as he wandered through the garden, picking up another scattered leaf. This went into a basket he was carrying, which was already full of torn and chewed stems, roots divorced from their vegetables, and other torn leaves left behind. Spotting something in the soil, he bent to examine a clear print left among the other, more smudged ones he had been seeing.
"Ah-hah. I had a feeling." Standing back up with some effort, he resumed his cleaning. "Goin' to have to set some bigger traps..." And other such mutterings under his breath, most not repeatable in this post made for the reading of mixed company.
"Ah-hah. I had a feeling." Standing back up with some effort, he resumed his cleaning. "Goin' to have to set some bigger traps..." And other such mutterings under his breath, most not repeatable in this post made for the reading of mixed company.
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"...Hey, Gobo?"
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"Look, you're not going to come back to garden at the Manor, right?"
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Turning tail, he dashed off across the parking lot, to where a small woodsy area lined the edge. He dove forward into a shadowy spot between two trees- had that mound with a hole always been there? -and disappeared from sight, poofball tail and all.
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And hey, it had been kind of a fun afternoon, even if this place just kept getting weirder and weirder.
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Then he glanced around, looking toward the daylight filtering in from outside. Silly Creatures and Outer Space were way more than he thought they were, even from the previous encounters he'd had. Still...
He poked his nose out of the hole, watching Lexi's car drive off. He'd said he wouldn't go back to the garden, but he didn't say anything about the manor itself. Decision made, he turned and headed down the tunnel behind him. He'd have to be quick, if he was gonna beat that metal contraption back!
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Once she got back to the Manor, and had informed Scrooge that the Fraggle shouldn't be a problem again, she headed for her room. Oh, sure, it had been a fun time, in its own way, but there had been more effort involved than she cared to expend.
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Including the strange, on-and-off feeling of someone's eyes on her when she was home. That was pretty unnerving, and after a couple of days, it was getting really hard to relax. But she figured since she was only having this problem at the Manor, maybe spending a day out would help.
As she tossed some necessities in her shoulder bag, she considered her options for a day in town. Having a plan always felt better to her than the alternative, even if she didn't end up sticking to it. What she ultimately decided on was taking a walk down to the diner near the center of town - she'd rather drive, but gas funds were precious with her delivery work, so down the street she headed.
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Still, from what she was seeing, it didn't look like a person was following her - maybe a smallish animal, instead? But that didn't explain why she felt so watched... Lexi rubbed one hand over the opposite arm, stopping in her tracks.
"It's probably a cat," she told herself aloud, "that just wants to mooch food or something." That kind of behavior was exactly why she was a fan of cats, but anyway... She turned toward the underbrush and leaned down, holding out one hand and clicking her tongue so the cat would come out. Once it did, she could give it a pat and be on her way.
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Judging by the rustle in the brush, the shadowy form stopped near her and settled down. Didn't come out to play, though Lexi may see two spots of light; eyeshine, only briefly, blue and set closer together than a cat's.
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Oh, she didn't like this. She shuffled back without correcting her posture, watching the spot where she'd seen the eyes - were the eyes? She knew well not to make any sudden movement, here.
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A bit of the bush rustled again (if only because his elbow hit it) and then Lexi will hear a few singing notes of a harmonica sift their way out through the leaves.
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She scooted closer to the bush, and nearly flattened herself against the sidewalk to try and catch a peak...
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"Hi, Gobo. I didn't think I'd see you again - not so soon, anyway."
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"Let's go," she agreed, starting down the sidewalk - slowly, since Gobo was a little guy. "So, you've been around the Manor for a couple of days, huh?"
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Looking up at Lexi, he pointed two fingers at his eyes, then at her, and lastly lightly tapped the fingertips over his chest. She was nice to him, so he wanted to know more about her. Even if that did involve some mild stalking, not that he saw it that way.
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"I see. Well, I'm pretty curious about you, too, Gobo. I'm going to get some food, we could always talk over that- Well, you know... Maybe not exactly talk," she added with another laugh.
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