Gobo Fraggle (
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Friendlier Faces
Today was a perfectly fine day to be spending outside here in Duckburg. Though Gobo was a bit more comfortable up on the surface than his friends, he still decided to keep himself somewhat hidden- he'd found a tree by the sidewalk with a perfect branch some ten, twelve feet off the ground that would let him recline back and see without being seen. From there, he spent time noodling around on his guitar, hidden by the foliage and shadows, watching the Silly Creatures pass by on the sidewalk below.
He went through different songs and general music, and though the occasional person paused to look around, they never quite found him. That amused him more than most, and he chuckled a little to himself as he sang.
♫ Catch a tail by the tiger
Take the horns by the bull
A bird in need is a friend indeed
So pull the eyes over the wool... ♪
He went through different songs and general music, and though the occasional person paused to look around, they never quite found him. That amused him more than most, and he chuckled a little to himself as he sang.
♫ Catch a tail by the tiger
Take the horns by the bull
A bird in need is a friend indeed
So pull the eyes over the wool... ♪
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There was no visible source of the music he know heard beyond the lyrics in his own mind, and Fethry was quite certain there were only two possible answers to this little mystery. Either it was a case of Psychosomatic Earworm, or... Something more exciting. He'd always wanted to meet a Fraggle in person. Maybe this would be his chance!
"Heehee, let's take a look-" He walked on, keeping his head low to the ground. Fraggles were under-the-surface creatures, after all! But as he looked under bushes and behind rocks, he had no luck - on the contrary, he almost walked directly into the trunk of a tree. "Oh, gosh!" He straightened up his stance...
...And sneezed when something tickled his nostrils. His eyes went crossed as he tried to focus on what was directly in front of them.
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