Jessa and Boober were on her bed after they both ate his casserole. Now here they were, talking and cuddling each other. Jessa was on Boober's lap while he held her.
"My casserole would've tasted much better if I had more ingredients on hand," he said while caressing her back.
"It's still a very far cry from what I've had to hunt and kill the past 6 years."
Boober knew this was a compliment, and he blushed, especially when Jessa kissed his cheek. They sat there in complete silence for a moment before Jessa remembered something and got up.
"Where are you going?" Boober asked her.
Jessa began digging around until she found a small chest and morphed her sword into a key to unlock it. Inside was the heart-shaped rose quartz she found that one time in Crystal Caverns. Boober gasped upon seeing it as Jessa showed it to him.
"Jessa, that's a honey!"
"This is the heart-shaped rose quartz I told you about at Sweet Water Lake."
Jessa sat the chest down on the bed and let Boober look at it, and seeing him admire it made her smile.
"When did you find this?"
"Two years ago, but I haven't touched it since then. Until now."
Boober held it in his hands and kept looking at it until Jessa clasped her hands on top of his, prompting him to look at her.
"Very pretty, isn't it," Jessa murmured while gazing at him.
"Yeah," Boober replied sweetly.
While they gazed at one another, the rose quartz began radiating a white light, taking both of them by surprise.
"What's happening?!" Boober asked, dropping the crystal onto the bed and hugging his girlfriend.
Jessa watched her rose quartz glow as pink and red hearts began to float from it and surround them.
"Jessa?"
"I know about crystals and what they do, but I have yet to experience anything like this."
Soon enough, the whole dojo was covered in the rose quartz energy. Everything was red, and the hearts still floated everywhere. Boober looked at Jessa, only to kiss her instead. Jessa did the same with Boober until they began making out. Good thing they were alone. Despite their passion, they were still aware of what was happening. It wasn't long until Boober and Jessa were both nude and intimate.
The rose quartz had settled down and become dormant once again while Boober and Jessa lay down, still on a high from what they had just done. She was lying on top of him while he held her and stroked her hair.
"That was..." he began but was too lovestruck to think of an adjective to describe the experience.
"Wonderful," Jessa answered for him, about as lovestruck as her boyfriend.
"Yeah. Absolutely wonderful."
They both cuddled each other and enjoyed the moment. Boober remained lovestruck until a thought popped into his head.
"Jessa, it just now occurred to me that I might be a father."
"Because we had sex?"
"Yeah, that's what happens when-"
"I can self-abort, Boober."
"Excuse me?"
"Female shazzles can terminate pregnancies without surgical interference."
It took Boober a minute to process what she just told him.
"How is that even possible?"
"Shazzles have a wide range of abilities, including things regarding their anatomy. The males who wish not to impregnate anyone can self-vasectomize."
"Do you want kids, Jessa?"
"No, being a mom isn't my calling. Also, I'd rather not put any future generations through all the crap I've endured growing up. No child deserves that."
Boober stayed silent for a moment. While he entertained the idea of being a dad at one point in his life, he decided against it after realizing how loud and messy children can be. This was another reason Boober and Mokey ended things with each other long ago. She wanted kids, and he didn't. At least with Jessa, this wouldn't be an issue.
"And besides," Jessa continued. "I like how things are now. Just you and me."
"Me too," Boober admitted sweetly while smiling.
Due to the elevated mood Jessa was in, it began to rain pastel glitter outside. Boober noticed it in the reflection of Jessa's mirror that hung on the wall in front of them.
"Why is it so glittery outside?" Boober asked.
Jessa raised from his chest to glance out the window.
"For once, I don't have an answer."
Before Boober could inquire any further, Jessa slowly got up to investigate. Boober followed her, his arm wrapped around her waist.
"It's pretty," she observed before extending her hand.
"Jessa, no," Boober warned. "What if it's dangerous?"
He watched nervously while she walked out in the glitter rain, but Jessa was unharmed. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it. Seeing the light in her eyes made Boober smile.
"It's safe, Boober," Jessa told him. "It's not the type of glitter that clings to you."
Boober stood there for a minute before edging outside. Jessa watched him, grinning sweetly as Boober tried not to let the glitter rain bother him. He reached Jessa and held her hands.
"I'm always afraid of everything," he admitted sheepishly. "But when you're in the equation, Jessa, I find myself stepping outside of my comfort zone."
"Oh?"
"During the solstice, I was afraid that you would end up dating some other fraggle. I was afraid that I would embarrass myself in front of you and you wouldn't want to date me. I was going to let you be happy with someone else if you chose, even if it would kill me. But then Wembley showed up and-"
"Wembley?"
"Yeah. He came to my hole and told me that you wanted to dance with me. You have no idea how elated I was to hear that."
Jessa smiled after that sentence.
"I came out of my hole to find you, but then that thing happened."
Boober didn't dare go into detail about Marlon in case it killed the mood or upset Jessa.
"It made me so angry what was happening to you. Then, when you left Fraggle Rock, I couldn't stand the thought of you in such a scary place. You may be powerful, but it doesn't mean I don't worry about you. Not to mention you were going through so much. I guess what I'm trying to say, Jessa... I love you. I love you to the point of going all this way in the Terrible Tunnel just to tell you how much I care."
Jessa leaned in to kiss Boober, to which he immediately returned.
"Boober, you're clearly a lot braver than you realize," Jessa murmured into his ear, making him blush and his tail wag.
Jessa giggled at his reaction before stealing another kiss. Boober could feel his knees buckling in response as he grinned like a dork.
"I love you, Boober," she declared sweetly before he picked her up and carried her bridal style back into her dojo.
Boober hadn't realized what he'd done until Jessa was lying on her bed, laughing happily. But he crawled in next to her and spooned her, to which Jessa gazed at him.
"Jessa, has anyone ever told you that your eyes are two silver honeys?"
Jessa blushed before replying.
"No, you're the first."
Boober smiled, his baloobius glowing and his tail wagging.
"Speaking of which, I've always wondered what yours look like."
Boober flinched and stopped smiling.
"M-my eyes?" He asked nervously.
Jessa raised her eyebrow in reply.
"You're not really missing much, Jessa," Boober tried to tell her. "My eyes are nothing of importance. They're just regular fraggle eyes."
Jessa didn't buy his claim as he sounded very nervous.
"I won't tell anyone about your eyes if that's what you're worried about."
Boober groaned shyly, but Jessa sat up and leaned in.
"Can I?" She asked sweetly while holding her hand up to move Boober's hair out of his face.
But Jessa would go no further until he permitted her to. Boober sighed.
"Go ahead."
He didn't sound too sure, but Jessa went in anyway. She parted his bangs and saw his eyes, which looked like normal fraggle eyes, but there was a difference. Boober's eyes carried years of anxiety and depression, while the eyes of other fraggles contained joy and happiness. Despite this contrast, Jessa blushed and smiled. She found his eyes alluring.
"I'm sorry if my eyes are offensive to you," Boober apologized self-consciously.
"Boober, the only thing you should be apologizing for is hiding such handsome eyes from me."
"What?"
Boober became so flustered that his tail wagged furiously.
"Whatever your reason is for hiding them, you should know that I think they're cute."
Jessa said this in such a seductive way, making Boober grin and blush even harder than he already was.
"Gosh, Jessa... I..." he stuttered, unable to express how much he appreciated the compliment.
Jessa saw the flattery in his eyes as he looked away shyly, making her heart race. Boober didn't get a chance to finish when Jessa kissed him. Boober melted and returned the kiss, Jessa letting his bangs drop in front of his eyes again.
"You make it so easy to fluster you, Boober."
He responded with a hug, to which Jessa chuckled. Boober began leaving kisses on her neck, taking her by surprise. By the time he finished, Jessa was very flustered, her tail wagging and her cheeks pink from blushing.
"Apparently, you're easy to fluster too," Boober murmured into Jessa's ear before smooching her cheek. "I love you so much, Sugar Lips."
"I love you too," Jessa replied without realizing it.
Boober ceased his kissing but still held his girlfriend and rubbed her shoulder. It was quiet now, and neither of them wanted to break this romantic silence.
They had both fallen asleep at some point, but Boober woke up before Jessa did. He glanced at her before moving a strand of her hair away from her face.
"She's so beautiful," he whispered to himself before stealing a kiss.
Jessa made a small noise and smiled but didn't wake up. Boober sighed lovingly before getting up. He didn't have much to do except wash Jessa's outfit.
"I wonder where she keeps her wash tub," Boober wondered while quietly rummaging through her dojo. "And her washboard."
Boober kept looking around until he found both items, along with some laundry soap. He tried to be as quiet as possible so he wouldn't wake Jessa. Boober stole another glance at his sleeping beauty and smiled, his baloobius glowing as he walked outside. It was nighttime at this point, and Boober feared that a predator would emerge from the forest, sneak up behind him, and eat him.
"I hope nothing swallows me up while I'm out here."
The glitter rain had stopped hours ago, and what remained of it disappeared as if it never happened. Boober filled the washtub with some water from the river, loaded the soap, and got started. As he scrubbed Jessa's top, Boober glanced up at the sky from time to time, admiring the stars and waxing gibbous moon. If he were being honest, this place was pretty. He didn't know the full extent of how this place came to be other than Jessa telling him she created it. Maybe he could ask her later when she woke up. If Jessa wanted to open up about it, that is. Boober sighed, ringing the sudsy water from her shirt before slinging it against the rocks, removing any excess moisture so he could hang it up. After placing her wet shirt onto the porch railing to dry, Boober got started on her pants.
"At least Jessa will have a clean outfit," he muttered to himself before getting started by a distant owl hooting.
Boober's heart raced out of fear, but he carried on washing Jessa's pants, determined not to leave a single odor behind on the fabric. Once all was said and done, Boober emptied the wash tub somewhere and headed back into the dojo. He took the clean wet clothes with him, of course, and hung them elsewhere indoors. Boober smiled pridefully at his work before yawning and crawling back into bed, spooning Jessa and kissing her cheek. She had remained asleep the entire time, and Boober stroked her hair before falling asleep.