Boober and Jessa got settled near the Sweet Water after he scouted out a spot that he deemed appropriate. Jessa pierced the ground with her parasol after Boober laid the blanket down, and he held her hand while putting another around her waist, helping her sit down. Jessa chuckled at this before Boober snuck a soft kiss between her eyebrows.

"Man," Jessa began a minute later after sniffing the air. "It's a wonder nobody gets diabetes just from breathing in here."

"I've never known Sweet Water to cause diabetes," Boober replied while laying out his sandwiches. "If it did, I would stay far away from here."

Jessa stared back at the pink and red water, watching it slowly drift by. Boober had told her about the lore of Sweet Water Lake on their way here, including the time it went through a drought. That was the worst day of Boober's life. He loved the place, and seeing all the Sweet Water drained from it made him want to destroy whatever caused it. Half of the things he created in his kitchen were Sweet Water-based. Boober offered Jessa a sandwich, which she accepted and took a bite.

"The water reminds me of rose quartz," Jessa said while Boober chewed his bite.

He looked at her, waiting for Jessa to elaborate. But instead, she took another bite of her sandwich.

"Rose quartz?"

"Before I came to Fraggle Rock, I used to go to the Crystal Caverns. There are all kinds of gems: rose quartz, amethyst, jade, ruby. Too many to name. But when you find a heart-shaped rose quartz, it's a sign that you will find love in the future."

"Did you ever find one?"

"I did, but I was in disbelief that it would happen. I took the thing home with me, but I locked it up somewhere so I wouldn't have to look at it. I never knew why I didn't just leave it for someone else to find until I met you."

Boober looked at her before she continued.

"I guess that rose quartz was trying to tell me something the whole time."

"Why were you refusing to acknowledge it?" Boober asked softly while holding her hand.

Jessa didn't answer right away, but let Boober hold her. She knew the reason why. Nobody would ever love a half-breed, especially one that was of Shazzlin descent. But she couldn't tell Boober that. He could never know about her genetic background. If Jessa was able to conceal that side of her for this long, then she could pretend that she was wholly a Fraggle and never have to open up about it. Boober kissed her on the cheek when she was quiet for too long.

"Were you holding out for someone else?"

"That's not the reason," Jessa admitted.

"Then why?"

Jessa regretted ever bringing up the heart-shaped rose quartz.

"I told you the night I had my nightmare, that everyone in the place I used to live hated me. They all said and did things so many times that I started to believe that I was just that; a nobody."

This was a truth at least. Jessa wouldn't say anymore, but Boober didn't need her to. He hugged her tightly.

"You're somebody, Jessa," he said quietly before stealing yet another kiss. "I don't care what those people have said, I won't believe them. Because that's not how I see you."

Jessa looked at Boober at last.

"I'm not sure if this is weird, but when we first met that day, I felt that there was something special about you. It goes beyond the fact that I find you pretty. There was something in your soul, something that I was drawn to. I can't put my finger on it, but I know that I won't let you go. I don't want to."

Boober hadn't loosened his grip on Jessa, but she made no fuss about it. She let his words sink in. As comforting as they were, she couldn't help but wonder if Boober would still make that declaration if he knew everything about her. That was something Jessa had no answer for. At least until it was proven, though she wanted to prevent that from happening. Boober began to caress her bicep, which made her smile out of instinct.

"Your affection is so intoxicating it's adorable," she said sweetly.

Boober's tail wagged in response, and she chuckled.

"Is it helping any?" he asked lowly, his head resting on her.

As if in answer, Jessa squeezed his hand, which Boober took as a 'yes' and squeezed it back.

"How are the sandwiches?"

"Tasty," Jessa replied before smooching Boober.

The feeling of her lips on him was enough to make him lose IQ points, and Boober felt his baloobius glowing. Without realizing it, he hugged Jessa from behind, to which she smiled before eating the rest of her sandwich.

"I don't think I ever told you why I like this place so much," he said while cuddling her.

"Other than the taste of the Sweet Water?"

"I like this place because it's calming. The sound of the water puts me at ease and I love the smell."

"Does it relax you?"

"Very much."

Boober and Jessa cuddled a little while longer before resuming their meal. He was happy to see Jessa enjoying the stew he made.

"I don't know if I ever told you this Boober, but you're an amazing cook."

Boober flung his arms around Jessa before she could take another bite, but she grinned and hugged him back.

"I'm glad you think so, Sugar Lips," he whispered while stroking her upper back.

Jessa blushed immensely and felt her tail wagging.

"Sugar Lips, huh?" Jessa replied, trying not to sound flustered, though she failed miserably.

"Too much?" Boober asked her, now regretting giving her that pet name.

"Not at all," Jessa reassured him.

Boober slowly grinned and kissed her cheek, which earned him some on the neck from Jessa.

"You're the cutest fraggle in the rock," she murmured.

Boober melted and squeezed her, both of them eventually dozing off to the sound of the Sweet Water flowing past them. To say that this date was a success would be an understatement. Boober gazed down at Jessa napping on him before taking her hand and kissing the back of it passionately.

"I love you," he told her while caressing her.

Boober listened to the water before he too, drifted off into a light slumber.