THE NEXT DAY:
Jessa and Uncle Matt were on their way to the gorg village after she told him about it. While Matt was averse to the idea of flying there, Jessa made sure to hold onto him while getting them there. She offered to teleport them there instead, but deep down, she knew she was too tired to do so. Last night, Sidebottom emerged from Boober's mind and gave Jessa a hickey on her neck, resulting in the two of them having sex. Boober may have thought that Sidebottom was trouble, but Jessa liked having him around. Boober having two personalities was what made him the whole package, and Jessa loved that about him. She blushed at the memory of getting intimate with Sidebottom, but her thoughts were interrupted when Uncle Matt broke the silence.
"Looks like you and Boober had a lovely time last night," he pointed out, noticing the hickey on her neck.
Jessa didn't reply, not knowing how to have a conversation like this with her uncle. Instead, she kept flying until she got to the village.
"Ah, so this is where gorgs originate from."
"There's a whole bunch of them too."
Jessa landed on the roof of a nearby building once they reached civilization, and Matt was intrigued by the copious amount of gorgs.
"I hadn't realized how many gorgs existed."
Matt immediately began jotting something down in his notebook, Jessa glancing at him curiously.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Taking notes, niece Jessa. This gorg village is quite the discovery. Everyone in Fraggle Rock must know."
"Just don't expect me to fly them all here," Jessa joked.
Matt couldn't help but chuckle. If there was one thing Jessa inherited from Lenny personality-wise, it was his wisecracks.
"I wonder how many gorgs there are," Matt wondered while staring ahead at the unsuspecting giants.
"If I had to guess, about 500, including the 3 in the gorg's garden."
Matt wrote this down while Jessa paced to the side of the roof. Nothing interesting was happening this time, but Jessa wasn't looking for entertainment. She was merely observing. She had her fun with the gorgs once.
"With the help of my niece, who is half-shazzle, I was able to locate a village full of gorgs. There are so many of them! Even as I'm writing this down, I still can't fathom how many there are. A fraggle who would come here must have a death wish."
Matt continued writing in his notebook while Jessa walked to the other side, catching a glimpse of the female gorg who got puked on weeks ago. Jessa hadn't thought about her or the other two male gorgs in a while, and to be honest, she didn't care. The gorgs were nothing more than oversized simpletons to her. Upon stopping a centimeter from the edge, Jessa spotted a cart full of radishes. These weren't as hearty as the ones in the garden, and some of them had brown spots on them. The leaves were also semi-wilted, but the commoner gorgs didn't seem to mind. Of course, they weren't royalty and didn't have access to better produce. Jessa then imagined Boober's reaction if he ever saw such pitiful-looking radishes. He would deem it unsafe to eat and complain about the lack of proper care it got before getting picked. Jessa snickered at this, finding the scenario cute.
"What's so funny, Jessa?"
"Those radishes look sad."
Matt glanced down at the cart full of radishes before a gorg rolled them away.
"I take it that these gorgs don't have the luxury of healthy plants."
Matt took more notes in his notebook before closing it.
"Fly us over there, Jessa."
Jessa spread her wings and flew her and Uncle Matt to the steeple of the gorg's wedding hall, landing where the bell was.
"Anything you want to take notes on here?"
"Gorgs must be aware of the concept of marriage," Matt thought out loud before writing in his notebook again.
Jessa didn't let her mind wander into that category. In fact, she was still thinking about her cuddles and sex with Sidebottom. She hadn't seen him since the summer solstice, and Boober did eventually tell Jessa more about him. It was hard for Boober at first, but Jessa assured him that she accepted him and didn't think he was nuts. After that chat, Boober didn't feel so awkward about it and smooched Jessa before she left.
"There's not much to report on here," Matt said before turning to his niece. "To the fountain!"
Jessa grabbed her uncle and flew them to the town fountain. On their way there, Jessa flew past an unsuspecting gorg who did a double take.
"Was that a couple of fraggles?"
Jessa landed swiftly onto the dry part while the gorg who noticed them started questioning his peers about whether or not he saw them.
"I just saw two fraggles flying," he said to someone.
"That's silly, fraggles don't fly."
This sparked up a debate among the gorgs, but Jessa paid them no mind.
"We might want to be careful about how we migrate from building to building," Uncle Matt pointed out. "The gorgs are starting to notice our presence."
"Teleportation it is, then."
Jessa stared down at the water while Matt wrote something else in his notebook.
"At least their water is clean," she said before water-bending and creating butterflies.
Matt agreed before he noticed what Jessa was doing.
"Jessa, it's not safe to do that here."
"I doubt these idiots would notice a water butterfly," she said before it flew away.
They explored around a little more, but once they reached the tavern, a gorg noticed Jessa and Matt.
"Hey, there's fraggles over there!"
"That's our cue to leave," Jessa said before grabbing her uncle and flying out the window.
"Have you seen enough of the village yet?"
"For right now, yes. Perhaps it's best to come at night."
"Uncle Matt, you are one-"
Something hit Jessa's face before she could finish her sentence, but the impact wasn't enough to make her crash land.
"On second thought, maybe we shouldn't come back at all. The gorgs are attacking us."
Jessa flew away from the impact radius and set her uncle in a nearby tree.
"Give me a moment," she told him before flying back to where the gorgs were throwing pebbles.
"Jessa!"
She didn't listen, flying to the gorgs and melting the pebbles into lava. Jessa grabbed her sword, and it grew to the same size as it was when she first fought Junior. The sword and her fire-bending ability collaborated, and Jessa morphed into a giant firebird. Uncle Matt watched in amazement as his niece let out an ear-piercing screech, causing the gorgs to wince and cover their ears. She then waved her wing and sent a swerve of flames towards them.
"That's not a fraggle!"
"Run!"
The gorgs took off before Jessa flew around, breathing fire onto the more daring gorgs who refused to leave her alone. This went on for only a few minutes, but to Matt, it felt like an hour. Once the gorgs were put in their place, Jessa returned to her original form and flew back to where her uncle was, and carried him back to Fraggle Rock.
"Listen, Uncle Matt," Jessa began. "What happens in the gorg village stays in the gorg village. I don't want anybody else in Fraggle Rock to know this."
"When did you learn to do that?!"
"When I first got the Holy Shazzlin Sword."
Matt gave her a questioning look before she continued.
"When a shazzle has the sword, it amplifies their abilities."
"There's still so much about shazzle lore that I'm completely unaware of."
"Maybe Gobo will let you read mom's diary when he's done with it."
Meanwhile, in the gorgs garden, Mokey and Boober were watching out for Jessa and Matt while the former was humming contently and drawing in her notebook. Boober had enough sense to worry about his girlfriend and her uncle. They were in a gorg village for goodness sake!
"Oh Mokey, what if those gorgs captured Jessa and her Uncle Matt?"
"Didn't Jessa bring her sword with her?" Mokey asked.
Of course she did. Boober remembered seeing her fasten her holster to her waist before sticking her sword in it. But that didn't stop him from worrying. And with each second that passed that he didn't see her, Boober worried that something happened to his love. When he thought about starting a search party, Jessa appeared with Matt in her arms and descended swiftly.
"There they are," Boober said with relief.
Jessa landed on her feet not far from Boober and Mokey, setting her uncle down before grinning at her boyfriend.
"Hey, my love," she greeted sweetly as Boober gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"How was your trip?" Mokey asked Uncle Matt.
"Eventful," he answered, still gathering his thoughts on what happened.
Mokey chatted with him, and Boober and Jessa had a tender moment.
"Looks like you came back unharmed," Boober told her.
"Not sure if getting hit in the face with a pebble counts as unharmed."
Boober then noticed the bruise on her cheek and caressed it.
"I've got something that will help, Jessa. Come on."
Boober led her back into the rock as Mokey and Matt followed.