Jessa didn't speak the whole way back and just listened to everyone else talk. She wasn't a huge conversationalist anyway. That and she didn't trust others. The only time Jessa conversed was when she slaughtered whatever beasts blocked their path, though it wasn't actual dialog. She did, however, answer questions asked about said monsters. Boober listened to her, both allured by her sexy voice and put off her sharp tone. It was confusing to say the least. They made it back to Fraggle Rock and Jessa was surprised by what she saw. Fraggles playing together, some swimming, some running around, and some sitting on rocks and chatting. The environment had a vibe that she couldn't quite describe, but it felt pleasant.

"What kind of paradise have I walked into?" Jessa thought in confusion.

"Jessa, come on!" Red yelled from across the way.

Jessa nodded and caught up to the group. Boober was still flustered from first meeting her. He mostly kept quiet while the others talked to her. Boober could only say so much before he froze. He found it hard to talk to her like a normal person. His heart still beat as fast as earlier, and his cheeks were still red. But luckily, nobody glanced in his direction. Jessa walked ahead in front of him while Red and Mokey struck up a conversation with her.

"So what were you doing in the Terrible Tunnel?" Mokey asked her.

"I live around there."

"With those scary man-eating flowers?!" Red replied.

"You get used to them after a while."

Boober glanced at the giant sword in Jessa's holster. The handle looked to be made out of flourite and moonstone while the blade itself was made out of diamond. It wasn't like any sword he ever saw. Not even Gobo owned a weapon like that. Jessa kept chatting with everyone as they walked around.

"And that over there is the pond," Red pointed out to Jessa. "That's where we all swim, bathe, and have swimming competitions."

"And there are the Doozers," Mokey pointed out.

"The who-zers?" Jessa asked.

"Look," Wembley said, pointing at the Doozers.

Jessa glanced at the little green creatures carrying on with their construction work, not paying a bit of attention to the Fraggles as they walked by. Boober watched Jessa's ponytail bounce and sway, blushing profusely as he turned his attention to her face. Jessa's eyes were black like every other Fraggle, but her purple complexion looked very lovely. His tail wagged the more Boober looked at her. Unfortunately, he didn't see where he was going and tripped on a nearby rock, causing him to almost fall into the water. Having lived in the Terrible Tunnel all these years, Jessa had a fast reaction time and she rushed to grab Boober before anyone else did. He yelped upon feeling a pair of hands grabbing his arms and looked up to see his crush.

"Drop something, clumsy?" She teased before pulling him back up.

While Boober would normally have something to say back, he was too stunned by Jessa's saving once again to speak.

"Boober, you really should be more careful next time," Mokey said to him, although he continued to stare at Jessa.

"This isn't like you, Boober," Gobo said to him. "What's gotten into you?"

Jessa looked at Boober as he tried to process what just happened.

"What's with him?" She asked, though her tone was much softer.

"I think he's frazzled from all that's happened," Mokey answered her.

Boober made a small noise before feeling his tail wag again.

"Aren't you going to say 'thank you?'" Wembley asked him.

"Thanks for saving me," Boober said to her meekly.

"No problem," Jessa replied while smirking.

This was the first time he had seen her smile, even if it was just a smirk. Boober blushed and his tail wagged harder. Red watched it go back and forth until getting dizzy and fainting.

"Boober, what's wrong with your tail?" Gobo asked him.

"I have no idea," Boober answered while watching Jessa walk away to explore the rest of the rock.

"Well whatever it is, you need to get it looked at."

"I'll get Red," Mokey said before picking her up and hoisting her up on her shoulder.

While Gobo, Mokey, and Red left, Wembley stayed behind with Boober.

"I didn't know you could do that with your tail." He said to him.

"Neither did I, Wembley. And I don't know how to make it stop."

"Maybe I can try holding it in place."

"Wembley don't!"

As he reached out to grab Boober's tail, it smacked Wembley's hand."

"Ow!"

"I'm sorry Wembley."

Boober began having a panic attack over his wagging tail as Wembley couldn't decide what to do next.

"I need to know what my book says about wagging Fraggle tails," Boober said before running off to his hole to do some research, leaving Wembley by himself. However, he decided to go snack on Doozer constructions instead.