Red's POV:

I wish Jessa wasn't so apprehensive about using her powers in public. If I were a shazzle myself, I would flaunt them! Now, there are so many people waiting to see the diving maneuver I planned with her.

"Hey Red," somebody asked me. "Where's Jessa?"

Before I could even think of how to answer this, I had an idea.

"Before I answer your question, let me ask you all this: have you ever seen a fraggle and shazzle hybrid?"

I wasn't entirely sure where I was going with this, but if these fraggles could see past my friend being half shazzle, I might convince her to lighten up.

"No."

I then proceeded to explain, and my plan turned out better than I expected. Instead of being wary, everyone was curious. I told them what Jessa told me the day she left, but I left out the more personal details about her life. They had nothing to do with my stunt anyway. As soon as I was done speaking, I told Wembley to go find Jessa.

End of Red's POV

Jessa had come back from flying when Wembley spotted her.

"What's up," she said in a way of greeting.

"Red needs you for something."

Jessa frowned, knowing what that something was.

"Why can't do it with Gobo?"

"Because he isn't a shazzle."

Jessa started her way back to the girls' room, but a few fraggles stopped her.

"Is it true that you're a hybrid?" one of them asked.

"What?"

Soon, Jessa was bombarded with questions about herself, but she only glanced at Red, who was standing at the pond. Jessa teleported to her before the other fraggles could get their questions answered.

"Do I even want to know what you told them?" she asked her friend.

"I only told everyone about your abilities. Not the other stuff."

Jessa gave her a blank stare, but Red only smiled in response.

"Come on, do the stunt already!" somebody shouted.

After some begging, Jessa relented and grabbed Red before spreading out her wings and flying.

"I never thought I would be doing this in Fraggle Rock of all places," Jessa said to Red as she ascended.

"Now is when you start water bending."

Jessa's eyes turned blue and the water in the fraggle pond began moving.

"Tell me, how is this a stunt?" Jessa inquired. "It's just me dropping you in wavy water."

"I'm supposed to do the 20 flips I've been practicing."

There was a minute of silence before Jessa replied, the only sounds were the fraggles on the ground cheering and the flapping of her wings.

"You take your work seriously," Jessa replied as soon as they got high enough for Red to do her flips. "That being said, who am I to disappoint you and everyone else?"

Jessa dropped Red when given the signal, and Red did her 20 flips. Before she could hit the water, Jessa manipulated the liquid to become buoyant so Red could bounce off before safely splashing in. Red wasn't expecting it, though she nor anyone else saw an issue with the slight change. Red bounced while posing and finally splashed into the water, earning her and Jessa applause. Jessa landed and tucked away her wings before Red got out of the water.

"That was cool, guys," Wembley told the girls while the water returned to its stationary state.

"Yeah, it's not every day you see an occurrence like that in Fraggle Rock," Gobo added, having witnessed the whole thing.

Jessa looked at her cousin, feeling bad about her attitude from earlier.

While Red and Wembley were chatting, Jess approached Gobo.

Listen Gobo," she began. "Sorry for being such a jerk earlier."

"Ah, it's fine. I know Uncle Matt coming to visit was such short notice."

They walked away from the crowd as they continued talking.

"It's not that I mind him coming here, which I don't. It has more to do with my past experiences with family reunions growing up."

"Oh?"

Jessa then shared a memory with Gobo that played like a video inside his mind. Jessa was very little and had to be restrained by her mom due to an unknown shazzle making a distastefully racist comment about her. Jessa screamed and swore vengeance on her soul. The memory was brief, but it told Gobo everything he needed to know about why Jessa had been tense earlier.

"Jessa, you can share memories with people?" Gobo asked as if that were more important than what he had just seen.

"Yeah, all shazzles have that ability. They can also read minds, but I have no interest in what other people are thinking half the time."

"When do you use it?"

"Only when necessary. Like if somebody was having a mental breakdown I can go into her mind and see what's wrong. I haven't done that though. And I only go into the minds of enemies."

"So what happened to that mean relative of yours?"

"She got poisoned by her son who unfortunately had his wings clipped off after getting caught with his male lover."

"What?!"

"Same-sex relationships aren't accepted in the Shazzle Realm, another reason why I wanted to leave. The homophobia is disgusting."

"What does this have to do with your racist relative?"

"She's the one who outed him for being gay. As punishment, his wings were clipped off, so he can never fly again. But he got his revenge by poisoning his mom's drink and killing her. I'm not too fond of him as a person, but he earned my respect that day."

"Shazzles are messed up, no offense."

"None taken, and it's true. Shazzles are preprogrammed with the psychopathic gene."

A few hours had passed and Jessa was chilling on her bed in Red and Mokey's room, offering a ball of water for Mokey to use so she could clean her paintbrushes.

"How many paintbrushes do you own?" Jessa asked out of curiosity.

"A lot, but I have so much paint. I can't clean them in the fraggle pond because we drink that water."

Even though Mokey had planned to just gather some in a bucket, Jessa had offered to water bend for Mokey to have clean paintbrushes.

"Thank you for doing this, Jessa."

"Anytime."

Mokey hummed an unknown (to Jessa) song while she scrubbed the paint off the bristles, and Jessa was focused on her water bending until she felt a smooch on her neck. This caused the water levitating in her palm to splash a little but not do much else.

"Careful Jessa," Mokey reminded her.

"Sorry."

Boober had come to snuggle her for a bit, and Jessa grinned. He didn't say anything and just watched Mokey clean her paintbrushes. She was almost done, and once Mokey got them all clean, she thanked Jessa and went to go watch the Doozers. Once they had the privacy, Boober kissed her cheek passionately and squeezed Jessa, to which she blushed and giggled.

"I heard you helped Red with her stunt," he said quietly.

"Did Wembley tell you?"

Boober hummed, still clinging to his girlfriend. Instead of verbally explaining how it went down, Jessa shared the memory with him.

"I didn't know you could do that," he said after the memory got done playing in his head.

Jessa explained how memory sharing works like she did with Gobo, and Boober oddly found this fascinating. Jessa then shared with Boober the memory of their date at Sweet Water Lake, which he enjoyed reliving.

"I hold that memory in high regard," Jessa admitted before kissing Boober.

"Me too, Jessa."

Jessa then laid down on her bed and invited him for a snuggle, and soon Boober was cuddled next to her.

"I don't think we've ever cuddled in here," Jessa commented.

Boober only nuzzled her in response, but Jessa hummed happily. Blissful silence filled the room, and she was about to fall asleep when Boober spoke at last.

"I like that you're getting comfortable with using your powers around here," he said to her.

Jessa didn't reply immediately, only letting his words sink in while Boober stole another kiss. He wasn't sure if he said the right thing until Jessa squeezed his hand.

"I've got Red to thank for that," she said finally.

Boober and Jessa cuddled for a while before he went to deliver clean clothes to other fraggles and Jessa went back out into the Great Hall.