written by ScratchTheRobot (or Scratch, as a shorthand name)
One day, things have gone really bad for poor Wembley. What he did to himself was that he terrorized himself with an image of the Twisted Tunnels of Doom. "WAAH!" he screamed. Red knocks on his door. "Come in," he says. "What's wrong?" she asks as she walks into his room. "I can't stop thinking of when I first got lost in the Twisted Tunnels of Doom by myself," he answers, "and then people keep wondering where I was and.." "Oh," Red interrupted, "it'll be alright Wembley. There's no more Twisted Tunnels of Doom nonsense! Remember that one Fraggle we met named Sagey? That was nice of him to get us out of there at one point!" "Oh yeah, him," he replies, "I do remember this old guy now. Anyways I felt better, thanks." "You're welcome," she says. Then all is good thanks to Red comforting Wembley.
THE END
