Jessa lay in bed later that night, thinking about how her life had changed since meeting the fraggles. She hadn't meant to interact with them after killing that meat-eating plant, but hearing Gobos scream reminded her of her dad being burned on the stake with her mother. Regardless, Jessa had planned to tell them to leave once the plant was dead. This is what she had been doing for years, telling people to fuck off or she would beat them senseless. It was her way of avoiding more torment. But the minute Gobo opened his mouth to thank her, Jessa hesitated to push him and everyone away. Especially since Boober was captivated by her. What was it about fraggles that Jessa couldn't leave for dead?
Her thoughts then went to Boober. Out of everyone in existence, Jessa never thought she would fall for someone like him. But it happened. Now she felt some type of affectionate love towards him. Although it never would've gotten to this point had Sidebottom not intervened. He had given Jessa a new perspective on Boober as a person.
"Stupid feelings," she muttered to herself as Red and Mokey slept peacefully.
Jessa never wanted to fall in love or have even one-night stands. She was too prideful for that. And given how badly she was treated by the shazzles, Jessa had developed anger and hatred towards the rest of the world. After the death of her parents and stealing the Holy Shazzlin Sword out of wrath and vengeance, she secluded herself in the Terrible Tunnel and became a bitter drunk. She began drinking not long after the incident and went to that seedy tavern, getting into fights with anyone who dared to touch her. Jessa's temperamental facade didn't spare her from the likes of perverts who wanted to sleep with her. No amount of punches or kicks to the groin ever stopped some scrub from hitting on her. Jessa never accepted any of their invitations to have sex with them though. She would insult the guy if he used a corny pickup line and if lucky, they would get offended and leave her alone. The more bold perverts, however, have ended up being on the receiving end of Jessa's wrath. She would beat them into a pulp without any lick of remorse. Just like the shazzles, none of the bar patrons deserved her sympathy or her forgiveness. Jessa hated every single one of them. She hated humanity, and she resented her parents for bringing her into the world. Jessa may have defended them, but she always held resentment towards them. She hated how short-sighted they were. And that short-sightedness is what led them to their demise.
Now, 6 years later, Jessa was in Fraggle Rock sharing a room with Mokey and Red. All the things she had done with them and the boys had kept her mind off of her past. Things that didn't involve destroying her body and intentionally scaring others away. She was around people who didn't treat her like garbage. And the more time Jessa spent in Fraggle Rock, the more she felt herself begin to let go of her anger and move on. Not to mention she hadn't even thought about drinking since getting stuck in Fraggle Rock. No more skipping meals either. Before meeting Boober and his friends, Jessa would forget to eat even one meal and spend most of her days drowning in alcohol. This led to her losing far too much weight, but that was no longer an issue since Boober made sure she was getting proper nutrition. He hated seeing her so malnourished and underweight. Now Jessa looked as healthy as ever.
She then got up and grabbed her sword, still in the holster, and leaned it against the wall under her bed, pressing her index finger and thumb on the rock as it began to form a line of lava. Jessa dragged her hand across the rock, and more lava appeared, creating an orange glow. Jessa went slowly not to wake Red and Mokey up. She created a nook for her sword to store under and keep it hidden. Not that Jessa was ashamed of it, but given the lack of dangers in Fraggle Rock (save for the bloodwraithes), she didn't see any need for it. Not even using it as an instrument for entertainment or grooming seemed justified. After the nook was finished, the lava cooled off and took the form of solid rock, the orange light from it disappearing completely. The nook was about the same length as her sword, if not a bit longer as Jessa slid it inside there and quietly moved something in front of it. That sword was better off being used in emergencies than any other time. Jessa would take it with her to the gorg's garden or other dangerous places, but the sword would stay in that nook when Jessa stayed in Fraggle Rock. After hiding her sword and holster, she climbed back into bed and rolled over to her side, her back facing Red and Mokey.
The memory of Boober working in his kitchen, flour on his face while he was cooking, all while wearing his chef hat, apron, and oven mitts, came to Jessa's mind. Remembering how focused he was on getting the food perfect made her blush as she grinned to herself and felt her tail wag. That memory lived rent-free in her head. Jessa remembered having to walk away before Boober could see how flustered she was seeing him cook. How cute he looked with that bit of flour on his face that he somehow hadn't noticed. Jessa had to hide so nobody would see her red face and wagging tail. She let the memory play in her head for a while before hearing someone walk by their room, forcing Jessa to restrain her tail and close her eyes.
Boober had a hard time falling asleep and he was on his way to the kitchen to make some tea when he walked past the girls' room. He stopped just outside the archway and glimpsed at Jessa sleeping. He couldn't see her face since her back was turned, but he smiled when he saw that she was sleeping peacefully. He wanted to sneak a kiss, but Boober kept walking on. Since Jessa was unable to go back into the Terrible Tunnel, Boober was happy that she was safe here in Fraggle Rock. He was also glad that Jessa seemed to be getting used to not having monsters lurk about while she slept. That was what he feared the most. Jessa getting eaten by a beast in her sleep. Boober couldn't fathom such a thing. Now that she was no longer able to go in there he felt more at ease. But even if the Terrible Tunnel somehow got opened back up, Boober didn't want Jessa to go back in there. He didn't want her to be surrounded by the things he experienced in his nightmares. He hoped that boulder stayed where it was now and never got moved. As selfish as it was, he wanted Jessa to stay in Fraggle Rock forever. Boober thought about this while brewing some tea to help him fall asleep. He also began having second thoughts about skipping out on the solstice since Jessa would be attending. In fact, she was the reason he started to consider. Boober knew that there would be couples dancing at some point during the solstice and he couldn't help but fear that a lot of males and even some females might ask Jessa to be their dance partner. Being as attractive as she was, he knew it would happen. Boober feared that Jessa would accept and fall in love with someone else. Some part of him hated that he was pining over her like this, along with feeling jealous of anyone who looked in Jessa's direction for far too long. He just loved her that much.
Boober made his tea and walked back to his room, his heart racing from having Jessa on his mind. Walking past their room again, Boober stole a glance at Jessa, who was now actually asleep and had rolled over on her other side. He blushed when he saw her hair sprawled out everywhere, some of it hiding her face. She looked like a goddess even asleep. Boober felt his baloobius light up, prompting him to continue his way back to his hole. Why did she have to be so alluring?! He drank his tea and began to feel more relaxed, even with Jessa still on his mind. Boober stared aimlessly at his many socks hanging on the clothesline in his hole, getting sleepier each second until that was the last thing he remembered before drifting off to sleep.