5 WEEKS LATER:

Jessa's POV:

My eyelids slowly opened, and I stretched out my limbs before relaxing. After everything that had happened, things finally started to settle down. If anything, I feel closer to everyone now than I did before telling them my secret. At least they accept me as I am. I stared aimlessly at the ceiling of Boober's hole while recalling the drama, wondering how I got so lucky to have ended up here. But I wouldn't change it for the world. My attention shifted to Boober, who was still asleep and snuggled very close to me. Hearing his surprisingly relaxed breathing, I grinned and held his face, kissing his nose. He remained asleep, but I didn't mind. I rolled over to gaze at him. My man. Without realizing it, I began twirling his hair with my finger, triggering a low hum from Boober, but he didn't wake up. Instead, he instinctually tightened his hold on me. My tail wagged in response, and I kissed him again. I couldn't stop loving on him! I then air-bent to create a subtle breeze to move his hair from his eyes, which were closed, but that didn't bother me. I wanted to get a closer look at him before he could feel the top half of his face being exposed. He's so handsome it hurts! After getting a good long look at Boober, I nuzzled his neck and rested my eyes for a while. I hadn't realized I dozed off again until I felt Boober smooching me. I hummed happily in response, smiling like the biggest idiot ever.

"Good morning, Sugar Lips," he murmured.

"Good morning, handsome," I replied.

Boober's tail wagged wildly, and it was so cute. His hair hid his eyes again, but I didn't bother using my air-bending abilities to move it. I knew Boober wouldn't be too happy if I tried that. Instead, I just lay in bed with him, having a lazy morning before everyone else woke up. I let him kiss me, and I couldn't help but giggle.

"You know," I said after Boober ceased his kissing. "I can get used to mornings like this."

"Oh?"

Before I could say anything else, Boober leaned in and kissed my lips.

"Everything's better now that you live in Fraggle Rock," he admitted while spooning me.

"Good, because that smile of yours is adorable."

Boober sighed lovingly and held me tighter. God, if I could lay here all day, I would!

"I love you," I told him out of instinct.

"I love you too, Jessa," he replied before we kissed.

We lay in his hole and cuddled for what felt like an hour. It probably would have been 2 or more had Gobo not interrupted us.

"Hey Boober, have you seen Jessa?"

I sat up as soon as he asked me that question, and Gobo gave me a confirming expression.

"I'll leave if you two are busy."

I turned to Boober, who simply hugged me from behind but said nothing.

"Is whatever you have to tell me important?" I asked my cousin.

"Well," he began hesitantly. "It's about Uncle Matt."

"Okay, that's important. Go on."

"I went to Outer Space this morning and got this postcard from him. It says he's coming back for a visit."

I nearly choked on the air hearing this news, and Boober must've sensed my shock because he began massaging my shoulders.

"He's... coming here? To Fraggle Rock?"

"Yeah, I'll tell you about it when you and Boober get done with whatever you're doing."

Gobo left a second later, allowing me to collect my thoughts. I don't think I remember hearing Red and Mokey walking by, but Boober nuzzled me.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"To tell you the truth, babe, I'm not sure whether to be excited or nervous."

Boober held me a little while longer, and I rested on him.

"Just make sure you don't stutter when interacting with him," he told me a minute later.

For some odd reason, this made me chuckle.

"Since when do I, Jessa Fraggle, stutter?"

"Never," Boober answered with sincerity.

I blushed in response.

"I wish I could talk as smoothly as you, Sugar Lips."

"I don't know, you sound kind of sexy when you speak," I admitted while caressing the underside of his chin with my index finger.

Boober gave me a lovestruck grin when I did that, and I couldn't help but giggle, especially with his tail wagging.

"It doesn't take much to fluster you, does it," I teased.

Boober sheepishly admitted something before I stole a kiss from him, which made his baloobius glow.

"I guess I'll see you later," I murmured.

"Yeah, those clothes aren't going to wash themselves. I better get started."

Boober and I parted ways for the time being, and I made my way to Gobo and Wembley's room. Wembley wasn't there, but Gobo was idly strumming on his guitar, humming what sounded like a song. But he was mumbling the lyrics, so I couldn't decipher what song he was playing.

"Is that the same song you played my first day here?"

"Sure is," Gobo answered as if I hadn't just interrupted him. "Want me to read you the postcard he sent me?"

I nodded and sat down somewhere.

"Dear nephew Gobo,"he began as I listened."I received your letter about Jessa, and I must say, this is a lot for me to take in. I'm sorry for never telling you about my younger brother Lenny, and it pains me to know that he is no longer with us. The reason I hid this information from you is because I never wanted you to set foot in the Shazzle Realm. I won't go into specific details just yet because it would take me much longer to write back to you. Anyway,howis Jessa doing? From what you described in your letter, it sounds like she had a less-than-stellar upbringing. But I'm happy to hear that she is doing better now. With all that being said, I will be visiting Fraggle Rock very soon. I hope Jessa doesn't mind my presence. See you soon, love your Uncle Traveling Matt."

I took a moment to respond to what I just heard, not expecting a visit from my uncle this soon.

"Sounds like he really wants to meet me," I finally said.

"He does."

I then made eye contact with him and smirked.

"Cool."

Gobo smiled back knowingly, and I chuckled.

Gobo's POV:

I didn't expect Jessa to take this so lightly, but she did. Good thing, too, because I was stressing out about it. Now I can finally relax.

"So what time is he coming?" Jessa asked me.

"I have no idea," I answered her. "It depends on the traffic in Outer Space."

Before Jessa could say anything else, Red ran into my room and startled both of us.

"Jessa, want to help me with my new stunt?"

"Oh, and what is your stunt?" Jessa asked her, intrigued.

"You fly me all the way up to the ceiling in the Great Hall, then you drop me into the water while you water-bend."

"Red, are you crazy?" I couldn't help but ask."

"If you want to come back as a ghost and sign your own death certificate, just say so," Jessa added.

"I'm not going to die, Jessa. It's just a trick I learned."

"And if you think I'm going to use my powers in the Great Hall in front of everyone, you're sadly mistaken."

"What's the big deal? Everyone already knows anyway. They saw what you did when I was unconscious."

"Go ask them if they care, and then get back to me."

I'm not sure if Jessa was serious or just being sarcastic. Red only groaned and walked away, leaving us in here in my room.

"I don't need any more backlash about myself," Jessa admitted coldly.

"You're not going to find much of that here," I said to her as a way of consolidation, but I'm not sure if it helped.

Jessa just looked away, as if that wasn't enough to console her. After a minute, she got up to go fly out in the gorg's garden, leaving me to resume my guitar playing.

End of Jessa's and Gobo's POV