Boober's POV:

Stupid stupid stupid! I vigorously scrubbed clothes against the washboard, still feeling guilty about what Sidebottom pulled. That's the last time I let him assist me with my love life! I never should have enlisted his help in the first place. I know Jessa said not to worry, but not doing so has never been my forte. I worry a LOT! I can't help it. And I bet Jessa thinks I'm a huge pervert. She has every right to think so too. I'm amazed that she didn't strangle me right on the spot. She said she wasn't mad at me, but I can't help but wonder.

I took the clothes I was washing out of my wash tub, watching the sudsy water rain down off the fabric before squeezing it and attaching it to the clothesline with clothespins. After hanging it up, I sat down and watched the clothes dry on their own.

Watching the sunrise with Jessa this morning, with just her and nobody else. It was romantic. I wanted so badly to cuddle her, kiss her, and hold her hands. But I fought the urge. I knew Jessa would try to get away from me if I tried. So I just sat at a distance. I was still put off by Sidebottom violating her personal space. Letting him interact with Jessa was a big mistake on my part.

I had plenty of alone time watching the laundry dry until Wembley showed up.

"Boober, there you are. I've been looking everywhere for you."

"Why?"

I tried not to sound too bothered, but I don't think I hid it very well. He sat down next to me while I stared aimlessly at the clothesline.

"Red's going to do her stunt on the slide. Wanna come?"

"Maybe after the laundry dries."

The truth is I didn't want to. I wasn't in the mood. This is normal for me though. I'm the most pessimistic fraggle in Fraggle Rock. Also, I couldn't stop thinking about Jessa. I worried that she'd never return after what happened in the gorg's garden. Sidebottom ruined everything for me, like always.

"What's wrong, Boober?" Wembley asked me, catching me off guard.

"Nothing."

I couldn't tell Wembley what happened. He may be my pal, but how could I explain something like kissing my crush without her consent?! This was an unforgivable act. I turned to Wembley as he gave me a worried look. I wish I could tell him though. I need to get this off my chest.

"Do you ever do something without thinking and regret it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, Jessa and I were in the gorg's garden last night," I began. "and, well… I kissed her."

"On the lips?"

"No, on the neck. But she wasn't expecting it. It took her off guard."

Wembley gave me a blank stare, which only made me feel worse.

"And now I'm worried she thinks I'm a creep."

"You're not a creep, Boober."

"I didn't have Jessa's consent, Wembley!"

"Okay then maybe you are a creep."

I let out a defeated whine and banged my head against the wall, only to rub my head afterward.

"So it's true then. Jessa does think that about me."

It wasn't so surprising, to say the least. I may have not been physically present, but Sidebottom is still my responsibility. He was in my body, kissing Jessa and making her uncomfortable. And I could do nothing to stop him.

"I'm doomed."

"I'm sorry Boober, I don't know what to say."

"Come on, you two!" I heard Gobo say. "Red's about to do her stunt."

Wembley left with him but I stayed behind. I then heard Mokey coming up behind me, which was good because I needed her insight on this issue.

"What's the matter, Boober?" She asked.

I turned around to face her and sighed.

"Did you hear what I was telling Wembley?"

Mokey shook her head in response.

"Last night, I was in the gorg's garden with Jessa and I kissed her."

Mokey gasped.

"Oh Boober! How romantic!" She said happily before pausing. "Um, why were you in the gorg's garden?"

"I don't know. It just happened."

The location was all Sidebottom's idea, but Mokey doesn't know about him so I'm not sure she would understand.

"So why are you upset about it then?"

"Because I did it without her consent. Not on purpose, it was an accident."

"Oh Boober…"

"And now I'm scared she'll never want to come back and see me ever again."

"Aw, did she yell at you?"

"No. She said she wasn't mad at me. Jessa forgave me so easily. But I wonder if that isn't the case."

"Well if Jessa says she isn't angry at you, then that's a good thing. It means she was able to forgive you."

I sighed, remembering Jessa's words.

"I just hope she comes back."

"She will, Boober. Jessa will return and everything will go on like normal."

I watched Mokey go on to watch Red's stunt. Again, I remained in the laundry room, not having any interest in joining my friends. I continued to watch my laundry dry while they all played.

I lay in bed later that night and thought about my love life. Before Jessa, there were 2 specific Fraggles I had previous romantic interactions with.

Mokey was one of them. We decided to give it a go for a bit, but it eventually became clear that there was no romantic or sexual chemistry between us. By the end of it, Mokey and I both realized that we loved each other more like siblings than anything else and broke up, but on good terms. I'm just glad that we're still friends, though I've never known Mokey to be bitter about anything.

The other was Tosh. I had a thing for her for a short while until I found out that she was a lesbian and was dating Lou, another Fraggle whom Wembley was crushing on. This sad realization alone is what brought Wembley and me closer together as friends. We were both upset that our respective crushes were gay and dating each other. Wembley sympathized with me and we talked it out. To say that I felt terrible for him as well would be an understatement. Our friendship has been even stronger since then. Now I consider Wembley a very close friend and I will never forget that talk we had.

Given these past experiences, I began to feel insecure about my growing feelings for Jessa. I need to know, will she ever be interested in me? Especially after what happened with Sidebottom. I don't deserve her.

I rolled over and sighed loudly. Another thing I'm worried about is Jessa finding out that I like her. It's bad enough that my friends already know (except Red), but if she were to know, I would never hear the end of it. She won't reciprocate. Jessa will reject me and find someone else. I hoped that wouldn't be the case because I love her. She stole my heart in a way that I can't describe. Seeing her take on the gorg and the Fearsome Beast only made my feelings grow stronger. I don't know what kind of trials Jessa faced in the Terrible Tunnel to become so desensitized to what I and the other Fraggles fear, but she's the bravest fraggle I've ever met.

Thoughts of her continued to race through my mind until I finally fell asleep.

End of Boober's POV