A SILLY CREATURE IN FRAGGLE ROCK (FAN FICTION)
DISCLAIMER: This is a fan fiction a fictional story that in no way is related to real events and people. Any form of real events/people appearing in this story is complete coincidence. This fiction is no way in any form to make profits for me it is just something made for fun. Fraggle Rock and its characters (all Fraggles, Doozers, the Trash Heap, Gunge, Philo and Gorgs) is © and TM to the Jim Henson company, do not use this fan fiction without permission from me. Some aspects about the original plot of Fraggle Rock have been changed to suit this story as this one is set in a different plot.
Lastly I would like to dedicate this fan fiction to Jim Henson, creator of the Muppets, Sesame Street, Fraggle Rock and some great animatronics movies whose fun, imaginative and peaceful views created programs which taught you to accept, love, care and have a darn good time while life is still with you. You will be missed Jim, I am sure your son Brian & Lisa will continue your work and views with the same Professionalism and Imagination as you did
Prologue 'Dare to imagine':
We as humans all go around our daily businesses the same as every other day. We work most of our lives, socialize with friends and try to keep up the balance of the world with what we dedicate to it in one form or another such as planting a seed as a farmer that will grow to feed us or maintaining justice as a policeman by making the streets safer for our children to play on, we all have that special thing that makes us unique and helps the human world in whatever way it can.
But the one thing that we all have in common with each other is that special emotion that makes you and everyone else around you happy. If there was no such thing as love in this world I doubt the human race would've gotten to where it is today. Love is a gift that you have but a gift you can also pass on. You can give this gift to your Parents, Grandparents, children, your partner or the friends you hang around with. Love as they say is the ultimate power, a power which has always conquered hate, greed and always will.
However the human race is a race that ignores the mysteries of life. So caught up in their beliefs with Science and 'reality' the human race can be considered somewhat boring. But what if they 'Dare to imagine'? If they did dare, then maybe just maybe they could discover the magic of this world. You see there are still many mysteries to life just waiting to be discovered places that should defy the laws of science but somehow they defy even the most complex of scientific theories. After all 'scientifically' it's impossible for a Bumblebee to take flight. But somehow it manages to fly as elegantly as any bird or aircraft.
And it's this kind of magic that makes life so much more interesting for you see this is what this story is about. Somewhere in this world an unsuspecting human will be the first of his kind to discover and explore a world that's like the world of Narnia or the Wonderland that Alice discovered. A world that takes all the bad points about the human race, throws it out the window and just focuses on the love, kindness, caring, forgiving, friendship and happiness. A world that you too will discover along with this unsuspecting person it will change you and will make you wonder about the mysteries of life.
Chapter 1 'The beginning'
"Oh No not you again stop staring at me with those horrible eyes!"
The teenager having the bad dream tossed and turned in his bed. He was having the same nightmare again for the past week about the big eyed furry monsters. His dog a shaggy looking grey and white dog by the name of 'Sprocket' heard his owner's cries and ran to his bedroom to wake him up.
Sprocket jumped up and barked;
"Woof, Woof, Woof!"
The Teenager finally woke up. He was 18 and his name was Nicholas (but he preferred just 'Nick') he had short brown hair and turquoise eyes. He looked at his clock, it read 7:30am and the sun was still young in the sky.
"Oh Sprocket I had that nightmare again about the big eyed furry creatures."
Sprocket looked at him in a curious way as all dogs do (like raising his ears and turning his head) he wanted to hear what happened in the dream.
"Well I found myself falling, these rodent like creatures with tails and big eyes mocking me laughing like hyenas. They sure were very scary looking Sprocket"
Nick got out of bed and told Sprocket to leave his bedroom while he got changed. You see the week before Nick was getting a cup out of the cupboard when he saw a reflection of a hideous thing on the cupboard door (the fronts were made of glass) he saw a big eyed furry creature with the most haunting staring eyes he ever did see. He turned but there was nothing there. Ever since then Nick has had bad dreams about the same creature. After Nick got changed and washed he went to the kitchen.
He liked to snack on Tomatoes and Radishes, they were his favorite vegetables. He opened the door to the fridge and went into the vegetable draw. But it seems that his favorite veg had gone mysteriously decreased in numbers again.
"How peculiar Sprocket. It seems every time my Mam gets tomatoes or radishes in they go down quick. I don't even know who else in this family eats tomatoes and radishes."
He heard a noise at the door. The postman just dropped off the mail.
"Oh good the mail is here Sprocket I hope my parcel has come!"
Nick rushed to the front door, unfortunately no parcel again, he sighed but there was something else. A postcard, Nick picked it up it had a photo of London on the front. He turned it over and read it. It was his address, but the name that it was written to belonged to no-one in his house;
"Gobo Fraggle again? Who keeps sending me these blooming postcards addressed to some bozo named Gobo Fraggle? This is the third time this has happened"
Nick was puzzled, it was written to his address but the name didn't belong to anyone who resided in this house. But Nick decided to read what the postcard actually said this time.
"Ok Sprocket lets find out what this person who keeps sending me these postcards gets up to!"
Nick cleared his throat and read the contents to Sprocket;
"Dear Nephew Gobo,
Outer Space is certainly a wonderful place at times. Just this day I met a very friendly silly creature, a very young one she had these strings connected to her ears and the strings were also attached to a small white box she was holding. Being an Explorer you sometimes have to act curious and ask the natives of this world what it is they are doing. I politely asked her what she was doing with that white box connected to her ears and she explained to me that it was her 'MP3' player. The kind silly creature let me have a go of her MP3, she connected the strings to my ears and what I heard was a wonderful song being played for you see an MP3 is a magical box that plays music. I danced and danced to the wonderful melody as other silly creatures gathered around amused by my dancing. Outer Space is certainly very magical and these were one of my better days of exploring this place, write to you again soon.
Love,
Your Uncle Traveling Matt."
Nick frowned with disbelief.
"Outer Space? Silly creatures? Magic box? What is this guy talking about? He must live at the mental asylum or something, either that or he's exploring Mars" (Nick thought this because of the referral to 'Outer space')
"I tell you sprocket what a bunch of baloney!" said Nick as he threw the postcard into the bin again (as he did with the other postcards).
"I'm going to have to find out who this Gobo Fraggle is, if that's even a real name, and tell him to tell his mentally ill uncle to stop sending postcards about a load of nonsense to my address with his (Gobo) name on it!"
Sprocket went to lie on his bed while Nick remained in the kitchen. Nick opened a draw in the kitchen and got out a phone book and looked for the name Gobo Fraggle determined to stop these crazy postcards coming to his house. While looking through the many names he heard Sprocket charging about barking again. Nick rushed into the living room to find that Sprocket was barking at the hole in the wall again. The hole was about two feet tall and was located next to the large window in the back of the living room
"Oh Sprocket will you ever stop barking at that hole?" said Nick as he tried to pull away Sprocket. Sprocket whimpered and pointing his nose to the hole as if trying to say there was something there.
"C'mon Sprocket I've already checked that hole for rats there's nothing there!"
Nick eventually pulled Sprocket away and ordered the dog to lie in his bed in the hallway. Nick went back into the kitchen and closed the door to drown out the noise of Sprockets whimpering. Nick then noticed a strange sight on the floor. It seemed to be a small wooden bucket about 3 inches tall. It was sealed and felt warm. Before he examined it further Nick also noticed that the postcard that he had threw into the bin is now missing.
"Strange where did it go?" he thought.
Then he just thought to himself that it fell down behind the rest of the rubbish, he wasn't prepared to dig into the bin and search for it (who would?) Nick then turned his attention back to the Bucket.
He got a blunt knife out of the cutlery draw and forced the lid off the bucket. Once opened the bucket emitted steam, it seemed very warm. Nick sniffed it.
"Mmmm what a delightful smell!" he excitedly pondered
"Smells like Scottish broth! Perfect for breakfast" (it wasn't really but Nick loved his broth) so he took a swig out of the small bucket then realized it wasn't very hot so he drank the whole thing in one go.
The taste was delightful but didn't taste like broth. It was nothing like Nick tasted before. But the taste was so lovely he didn't give it much thought.
He put the bucket down and went into the sitting room; if he was quick he could catch wrestling on TV. Nick sat down and suddenly felt an enormous pressure inside him. It wasn't painful but it was an uncomfortable feeling. Nick groaned.
"Ooohh what's happening to me? I've never felt anything like this!" he closed his eyes in frustration. Once he opened them again he couldn't close them again for he saw a most unbelievable and shocking sight. He saw everything in the living room seemed HUGE. He turned to look at the arm of the chair; it was as taller than he was!
"Oh my GOODNESS!" he shouted." What the heck has happened?"
The commotion got Sprocket's attention as he went to see what his owner was shouting about. When he did he too couldn't believe his eyes. Nick had shrunk from near six feet to just under two! Sprocket started sniffing at Nick to make sure it was him. Nick pushed his nose away.
"Sprocket, what on Earth has happened to me? I've….I've…shrank!" Nick then started going into shock. What was he going to do? Sprocket then started to bark at the hole in the wall again.
"Sprocket why are you still barking at that hole? I've shrunk and might not return to normal and all you can care is chasing imaginary things in that wall!"
But Sprocket was trying to suggest something, wildly pointing his nose at Nick then pointing it at the wall.
"You're suggesting I go into the hole and see what you've been barking at this whole time?" Sprocket nodded wildly.
"Are you mad dog? There could be all sorts in there, spiders, rats, bugs. No way Jose' I'm calling the hospital and get this sorted out!"
But Sprocket wanted his owner to find out for himself what he has known for so long but his owner hasn't. He picked Nick up by his Jacket collar (he was wearing a fleece and pair of Jeans) and plodded him next to the hole.
"What are you doing Sprocket? Get out of my way this instant!" Nick ordered but Sprocket growled and barked forcing his owner into the hole, Nick wasn't prepared to order Sprocket around when he was bigger than him now.
"Alright, alright I'll explore your stupid hole" Nick turned to look around expecting the hole to have just a small chamber. But it wasn't he looked in disbelief this was no hole, it was a cave!
"I don't blooming believe it" Nick muttered to himself.
Enticed by the cave he suddenly felt curious he walked down further into the cave, and then further, then further. He looked around again to face Sprocket at the holes entrance. But the entrance was gone and so was Sprocket Nick had traveled a far way into this hole.
"Well there's no point in going back there has to be something at the end of this tunnel, Sprocket must have been right about something. Nick continued on unknowing about the wonderful things and adventures that lay ahead……