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Fraggle Rock Fan-Fiction: Perfect Harmony

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction and Fan Art' started by theprawncracker, Sep 11, 2007.

  1. Gold Demona Active Member

    OMG, that was so awesome! ! ! ! ! (Likes TogetherAgain's idea for fighting the punctuation limits)

    Can't wait to see what's next. =3
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  2. The Count Moderator

    Ready we are... Ready we be... Ready you are... Ready then post next chapters young prawnling. And if we didn't make that point clear enough...
    *ThwacksPrawn with question mark cane for the silly punctuation war he unleashed.
    Don't you know better than to start silly wars? Why can't you be like those sensible Fraggles and Doozers, and Gorgs. Make Perfect Harmony, leave those poor punctuation marks alone!
    *Thwacks Prawn a second time.
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  3. Fragglemuppet Well-Known Member

    I read this chapter last night, but was too tired to leave the review I wanted. Anyway, this chapter was awesome! Sure, Wembley was brave, but he also probably nearly gave thousands of fraggles, doozers and readers heart attacks when he made that move! He must have really had faith that it would work! As Kelly said, Pa's change of heart was interesting. I mean, he was so diehard determined, and I thought surely it would take more than just talking to get him to back down. I wasn't sure what, but some myracle for sure! The nearest I can figure, which is support by his sudden crying fit, is that he just had a breakdown of some sort! Love Boober and Ma talking about cooking!
    When I thought this was the last chapter, I was tempted to ask for a sequil, just so I could see "perfect harmony" in action, but I guess the next two chapters are going to take care of that.

    With that in mind, more please!
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  4. theprawncracker Well-Known Member

    Chapter 24

    Wembley rolled over underneath his blanket and yawned. He had no desire to wake up after what he’d just experienced.

    He was a hero after all. (At least that’s what everyone kept telling him.) Heroes should be able to pick their own sleep schedules. They shouldn’t have to wake up because their roommate was already wide awake and strumming his guitar in the corner of the room.

    Though waking up meant breakfast, and he was kind of hungry. Maybe, as a hero, he could get someone to fetch breakfast for him.

    No, he couldn’t do that. He may have been a hero, but he certainly wasn’t bossy.

    Or was he? He wasn’t too sure what his personality entailed anymore, now that he was no longer a wembler.

    Though, in hind-sight, not being able to decide if he was or wasn’t bossy anymore was wembling…

    Everything was getting back to normal.

    Wembley finally sat up in his bed, which was simply a hole within a cave wall. He stretched his arms out wide and yawned, the sleeves of his maroon pajamas dropped down near his shoulders. "Morning Gobo," he said cheerfully, scratching the back of his head.

    "Good morning, Wembley," Gobo said, sitting with his legs propped up on a rock wall, holding his guitar on his lap. "Did you sleep well?"

    "Mm-hm," Wembley said. He reached his foot over to the ladder leading from his bed to the floor and climbed down. "What do you have planned for today, Gobo?" Wembley asked as he searched through his wardrobe consisting of only banana tree shirts.

    "Well…" Gobo said hesitantly. "I was going to sneak through the Gorg’s garden to go see Madame Trash Heap, but now I can just stroll right through. Then I was gonna help Mokey grab a radish for Boober to bake into a cake, but Junior already put ten of ‘em by the hole leading outside!"

    "Huh," Wembley said, pulling the banana tree shirt over his large nose, "well now that all of that is done what’re you gonna do?" he asked.

    "I don’t know," Gobo said, "I don’t really know what I can do."

    Wembley pondered this. "Well… your Uncle Matt and Cantus are around, that’s pretty rare, maybe we could spend some time with them."

    "That’s a good idea Wembley," Gobo said. "I think I’m starting to like this new, decisive you."

    "Me too!" Wembley said happily. "At least… I think I do."

    Gobo smirked and hopped up off his chair, tossing the guitar on his back. "C’mon Wembley, let’s go see what the others are up to."

    "Okay Gobo," Wembley said, starting to follow his best friend out of their cave. "Boy, it always feels so funny not needing to go up to Doc’s apartment and check for a postc—"

    "Doc!" Gobo shouted, spinning around suddenly, knocking Wembley on his tail. "We just ran right through his apartment yesterday without even explaining what was going on!" Gobo said.

    "Oh yeah," Wembley said, pulling himself up off the ground. "Well, maybe we should just—"

    "We’ve gotta get up there and apologize," Gobo said quickly, "c’mon Wembley."

    Wembley nodded. "Coming, Gobo!"

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    Red tugged at the green leaf with all her might. She grunted as she tugged and eventually fell to the floor. "Urgh," she grumbled, "I tell ya, Mokey, it’s nice that Junior brought us these radishes and all, but why did he have to pick the biggest ones?"

    On the other side of the radish Red was tugging at, Mokey was gently trying to push the radish through the cave. "Oh Red, you’re so silly," Mokey chided. "Junior’s just trying to show us that he and the other Gorgs really do care."

    Red pulled herself up with the radish leaf and tried to pull it again. "I understand that," she said through her grunts, "but how to they plan to show us they care for the pain we’re experiencing?"

    Mokey shook her head and gently shoved the radish. The red vegetable moved suddenly, with the force of Red’s pulling. It quickly began to bounce down the cave with Red still holding on to the leaf for dear life. "MO-KEY!" she shouted.

    "Red!" Mokey called after the radish. "You come back here with that radish, right now!" Mokey blew her steam out of her nose and started to give chase to the radish and Red.

    "Whoa, WHOA!" Red shouted as she bounced through the caverns. "Ha ha," she laughed suddenly, "this is actually kinda fun! Whoopie!" she shouted.

    Meanwhile, in the cavern a little down the way, Boober had strung a makeshift laundry rope across two rocks and was beginning to drape his nice, clean, moist socks upon it. "Finally," he said to himself, "I’ve got some peace and quiet to concentrate on tube socks." He sighed happily. "This is my Perfect Harmony."

    Boober’s ears pricked up as he heard a faint noise echoing down the cavern. "What is that?" he asked no one. Unfortunately for him, someone answered.

    He screamed as a radish with a Fraggle on top of it bounced down the rocky hall. Boober noticed the bouncy orange pigtails of the Fraggle atop the vegetable and groaned. Red stuck out her hand from atop the radish and grabbed onto Boober’s tail, pulling him onto her new ride as she passed.

    Boober scrambled to grab onto the back of Red’s sweater and gripped it with all of his might. "Red, you are positively nuts!" he shouted.

    "Have a little fun, will ya?" she said.

    "Fun does not involve broken bones!" Boober barked.

    The radish continued bouncing through the cave and came up towards the side where Gobo and Wembley’s room was.

    Alas, that was also where Gobo and Wembley were.

    Boober noticed this as the radish approached the shocked Fraggles and stuck out his hand, grabbing onto Wembley, pulling him up too. "If I have to go through this, so do you!" he snarled.

    "GO-BO!" Wembley cried. "Help- me-!"

    Gobo couldn’t believe what he’d just seen. He shook his head quickly and began to run after the rolling radish.

    "Gobo, wait," Mokey called after the Fraggle as she ran towards him; "did you see a giant radish rolling through here with a Fraggle on top?"

    "No," Gobo said, "but I did just see a giant radish rolling through here with three Fraggles on top. C’mon, we’d better chase after them."

    Mokey and Gobo darted after the radish as it neared the opening to the Great Hall. Fraggles were plentiful, as usual, singing, dancing, and playing games. They all darted out of the way fast enough to avoid the seemingly rubber radish as it bounced toward the Fraggle pond, and stayed out of the way as Gobo and Mokey ran after it.

    The radish bounced high into the air and the three Fraggles atop it screamed loudly as they spun in a one-hundred eight degree turn and plummeted directly into the water of the Fraggle pond.

    Gobo and Mokey were splashed with the water from the pond as they skidded to a halt at the edge of the pond. Mokey pushed her soaked hair out of her eyes and looked down into the water as two petrified Fraggles and Red surfaced with the radish still beneath them.

    "Ha ha," Red laughed wildly, "Gobo, you have got to try that! Whoo! I think I’ve found a new Fraggle Olympic event!"

    Boober spit water out of his mouth and grabbed his dripping hat off his head. "I think I’ve found the radish for my cake…"

    Wembley shook himself to get the water off. He looked around him at his four best friends in the entire world and began to laugh uncontrollably.

    Laughing has always been infectious.

    Gobo fell to the floor and started cackling madly with Red and Mokey following him and Wembley. Boober frowned, and then looked down into his hat. A small fish flopped around in the tiny pool of water built up inside of it. Not even Boober could help but laugh hysterically now.

    If this is what Perfect Harmony was like, the Fraggle Five were certainly glad they’d reached finally reached it.

    >< >< >< >< ><

    "Well I’m certainly glad you didn’t stop to explain things to me, Gobo," Doc said quickly. "It sounds like you had some very perfect timing."

    The Fraggle Five sat in a circle with Sprocket as they told Doc their story. (They had drip-dried on the trek to the apartment.) Gobo nodded in response to Doc’s statement. "Yup," he said, "and now we have some very Perfect Harmony."

    Doc chuckled warmly. "Yes, and I’ve made sure that no one from ‘Outer Space’ threatens that Harmony ever again."

    "Good," Boober said, "the less time I have to be out here, the better. It’s filthy in Outer Space."

    Sprocket looked up and licked Boober’s face. Boober’s expression turned to complete disgust as he tried desperately to wipe the germs off his face. "Blech, yuck, that is just disgusting," he said.

    The Fraggles, Doc, and Sprocket all laughed together as Boober scrubbed his face with his scarf.

    Gobo stood up from the floor and smiled at Doc. "Well Doc," he said, "thanks for having us, but we’d better be getting back. Cantus wanted to meet with the Fraggles, Doozers, and Gorgs at the same time before he left, so we’ll need to get back for that."

    Doc nodded understandingly. "Thank you, Gobo, for stopping by to see me," he said.

    "No problem," Gobo said, "I’ll be back tomorrow, anyway."

    Doc smiled. "Wonderful," he said.

    Mokey, Wembley, Boober, and Red made their way back into Fraggle Rock. Gobo stood and rubbed Sprocket’s nose. "See ya, Sprocket ol’ buddy," he said. "Stay out of trouble, okay?" Sprocket nodded and licked Gobo, who giggled and hugged the dog’s leg. "Bye Doc, bye Sprocket!" he said as he headed towards the Fraggle hole.

    "Goodbye Gobo," Doc called after his Fraggle friend. When the Fraggles were gone, Doc sighed happily. "Perfect Harmony," he said to Sprocket, "doesn’t that just sound fantastic?"

    Sprocket nodded and Doc rubbed the top of his dog’s head. "Maybe someday, Sprocket, we’ll learn what it’s like to have Perfect Harmony too," he said.
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  5. TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    ...THAT IS SUCH A HOPEFUL AND UPLIFTING LAST SENTENCE OF THE CHAPTER! WHEEEEE! <GLOMPS PRAWNIE!> <HUGS Doc!>

    And I LOVE the big radish and Wembley the Hero still wembling but also being decisive is WHEE! And the LAUGHTER! I LOVE LAUGHTER!

    <bouncy bouncy bouncy> More please more please MORE PLEASE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (That looked so much less cluttersome before the spaces were needed to preserve the number 18.)
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  6. Gold Demona Active Member

    Awesome! I loved it! *mad wild applause*
    Hip Hip Hooray!
    We're gonna dance and sing all day! XD
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  7. The Count Moderator

    Thanks... Post if you can.
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  8. RedPiggy Well-Known Member

    I couldn't help but smile at the whole radish gag. :D

    Actually, I must've missed the part where you said this was going to continue ... I thought that last chapter was ... uh ... the last one!
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  9. The Count Moderator

    Hee... No worries Kelly. Unless the author of the story says "The End", then we asume there's more of the story to post. Word of warning for when we come a naggin' for more of Comeback.

    Prawn... Now that you have us... Post!
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  10. redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Love the chapter, and like the others, I'm craving more. I know that this is not the end yet!
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  11. theprawncracker Well-Known Member

    You're right, it's not the end! The next chapter, however, will be. Not sure when it's coming, I may need to study insanely hard for a math quiz tomorrow night, but who knows, I may attempt to pull off a chapter. :smirk:

    Thanks for the comments everyone! Glad you're all enjoying it!
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  12. theprawncracker Well-Known Member

    Gosh... do you all realize how long ago I started this thing? Sheesh, eight months ago! But, I am proud to say that... well, it's done. Perfect Harmony has been finished. Here it is everyone, the final chapter. Thank you all for reading it and supporting me with your kind comments, I love you all! Keep on rockin' like Fraggles and rulin' like Gorgs! :excited: :smirk: :coy:
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  13. theprawncracker Well-Known Member

    Chapter 25

    Cantus stood in the center of the Gorg’s garden, his purple robe glistening in the sunlight. In his hand he held his magic pipe and the rest of the Minstrels stood in behind him.

    Fraggles and Doozers began to pour out of Fraggle Rock, all coming to be near Cantus as he bid farewell to them all for now.

    Ma, Pa, and Junior Gorg came out of the castle happily and gathered around as well, being sure to make room for the Fraggles and Doozers joining them. Cantus looked around the crowd and nodded slowly. "Good, everyone is here," he said. He turned to face the center of the crowd and spread his arms out wide. "My friends," he said cheerfully, "welcome to the farewell."

    >< >< >< >< ><

    Marjory strained her ears to hear what was going on out in the garden. She couldn’t see anything from her secluded area. "Why, oh why did I sacrifice feet for boundless oracle knowledge?" she asked herself.

    "Hey Marjory," Philo called, "I t’ink we’ve got somethin’ that may help."

    Philo and Gunge walked up and revealed a large, pink lampshade and handed it to Marjory. "Put it up to your ear, there, and you can hear everything," Gunge said.

    "Oh, boys," Marjory said happily, "I love it!" She took it from her two rat friends and put it up to her ear. "Ah, clear as crystal," she said. "Oh, and look at this—" She put the lampshade on top of her head. "When I don’t need to hear, it’s also a hat!"

    Philo, Gunge, and Marjory the All-Knowing, All-Seeing, Trash Heap (Nyeah) laughed together in Perfect Harmony.

    >< >< >< >< ><

    "Friends," Cantus said. "Fraggles, Doozers, Gorgs. Finally friends. Finally together in Perfect Harmony."

    "And it’s not that bad, either!" called the World’s Oldest Fraggle from the crowd.

    "Agreed," Pa Gorg said.

    "Good," Cantus said with a nod. "Though I am leaving, there is still one thing left to do."

    "What’s that, Cantus?" Wembley asked.

    "Sing the songs of Fraggle, Doozer, and Gorg," Cantus said. "Because, as you know—" Cantus put his magical pipe to his lips and blew into it, from the pipe came a familiarly gorgeous tune. The rest of the Minstrels picked up on the tune on their respective instruments. "Music grows in the rose," he sang, pulling the pipe away from his lips.
    "Rock and rain in the blowin’ snow storm
    Everyone seems to sing
    Everywhere I go."

    "One, two play me do
    Let me sound as sweet as you
    Play me wide, play me long
    Let me be your song."

    "Lay me down on the ground
    Song comes singin’ from the midnight places
    Raise me high in the sky
    Song comes driftin’ through."

    The Fraggles, who knew the words by heart, sang the chorus with Cantus.

    "Play me high, play me low
    Play me where the wild winds blowin’
    Play me wide, play me long
    Play me for your song."

    The Doozers and Gorgs had by now picked up the words to the chorus and sang along with the Fraggles and Cantus to close off his song. Cantus turned his grin towards the Fraggle Five and motioned towards Red and Boober. "Red, Boober, it’s your turn."

    The two Fraggles looked at each other and shrugged, they moved to the center of the group that had gathered and smiled, beginning to sing.

    "Remember when, now and then
    Everything went wrong
    And then our friends
    Would sing the friendship song," Red sang.

    "You and I," Boober chimed in, "we’d nearly cry
    To know their love was strong
    And by and by
    We’d start to sing along."

    "Try a little longer for your friends," the two Fraggles sang together.
    "Try a little stronger fro your friends."

    "Your life comes up, your life goes down," Red sang, wrapping an arm around Boober’s shoulder.
    "There’s just one way to keep it goin’ round."

    Boober joined Red to sing the final chorus. "Try a little longer for your friends
    Try a little stronger for your friends…"

    Gobo grinned wildly as his two friends closed out their song. He looked at Wembley and his grin grew even more. Wembley gulped and Gobo grabbed his best friend by the wrist and pulled him to the center. Gobo flipped his guitar around to his chest and struck a chord. "Well, when I’m wemblin’ west
    I take the friend I like best
    So we can wemble, wemble, wemble side by side," Gobo sang.

    Wembley laughed and joined in the song. "And when we’re wemblin’ south
    We stick our feet in our mouth."

    "And we just wemble, wemble, wemble as we ride," they both sang.
    "So now it’s—"

    The two Fraggles started scatting; Wembley’s scats were a little faster tempo than Gobo’s.

    "’Cause a wemblin’ song can’t go wrong," Wembley sang. "Yes, it’s—"

    The scatting continued, "Just wemblin’ on."

    "We wemble most to the east
    And north we wemble the least
    But still, we wemble, wemble, wemble along
    Come on and wemble and you’ll
    Be just a wemblin’ fool
    ‘Cause that’s the wemble, womble, wemblin’ song."

    The two Fraggles scatted out the final chorus and ended by saying, "Just wemblin’ on…"

    "Oh, d’is is fun, huh daddy?" Junior asked his Pa, nudging him.

    Mokey smiled and walked up to Junior. "C’mon, I’ve got a song for us."

    Junior blinked. "Alwight…" he said.

    "Every place I go," Mokey sang.
    "No one seems to know
    Everything is always the same
    Still I need to trust,
    In the best of us
    Can’t we change the rules of the game?"

    "It’s time for everyone," Mokey, along with the Fraggles, Doozers, and Gorgs sang.
    "Time to live as one." She looked up at Junior. "Okay, your turn," she said.

    "Watching heah and theyah," he sang.
    "No one seems to care
    We could tear the whole thing apart
    Can’t we pay da pwice?
    Make a sacwifice?
    Know we’ah diffewent wight fwom the start?"

    Everyone repeated the chorus twice and Junior picked Mokey up into his hand and moved to the center of the crowd. "Needle fights the thread," Mokey sang.

    "Bakah works the bwead," Junior sang.

    "Wind and war make war on the sea," they both sang.
    "Nature knows the way
    Shows it everyday
    To join us though we still disagree."

    "Time for everyone
    Time to live as one."

    A group of Doozers emerged from the crowd, "Alright, now it’s our turn," proclaimed Architect Doozer. "Is everyone ready?" he asked the Doozers, who replied with a cheer.

    "Are those who are Doozers present?" Architect asked.

    Cries of, "We are! We are! We are!" rose from the crowd.

    "Are those who are Fraggles and Gorgs present?" Architect asked.

    "We are! We are! We are!"

    Architect cleared his throat and began to sing to the Doozers. "Do you love the Doozer days, workin’ all day long?" He turned to the Fraggles.
    "Do you follow Fraggle ways, playing with a song?" He shifted his attention to the three Gorgs.
    "Do you know the Gorgish lore, love it as your own?" He now addressed everyone.
    "Do you dream of Perfect Harmony, sleeping in your home?"

    "Yes we do, yes we do
    Yes we really, really do
    Yes we do, yes we do
    Yes we really do!" replied every Fraggle, Doozer, and Gorg, gathered in the garden.

    "Very good," Architect said. "Will a Doozer ever snooze?
    Will a Fraggle lose
    A game that other Fraggles win
    But Gorgs do not know how?"

    "No we won’t! No we won’t!
    No we really, really won’t
    No we won’t! No we won’t!
    No we really won’t."

    "Everybody ready?" he asked the crowd.
    "Will you make your promise new?"

    "Yes we really will!"

    "Perfect Harmony, through and through?"

    "Yes it really is!"

    "Are we joyful partners here?"

    "Yes we really are!"

    "In a world that we revere?"

    "Yes we really are!

    "Yes we are, yes we are
    Yes we really, really are
    Yes we are, yes we are
    Yes we really are!

    "Yes we do, yes we do
    Yes we really, really do
    Yes we do, yes we do
    Yes we really do!
    "

    All of those gathered in the garden cheered wildly and Cantus stepped forward and began to sing again. "Pick any song you please
    Click, now in harmony
    Stick to it and you’ll see
    What a kick it is to be
    Friends, friends, friends ‘til the end," he sang.

    Traveling Matt emerged from the group and began to sing. "I’ll travel where I will
    You tag along and we’ll
    See most of everywhere
    Everyone will know that we’re
    Friends, friends, friends ‘til the end."

    Pa Gorg laughed and had to join in the song. "Sometimes when we fell a little bored
    We play a little game but we don’t keep score
    Friendship is its own reward," he sang.
    "Fun just to play the game—"

    "Win, lose it’s all the same!" Matt sang.

    "Who cares who really comes in first?" Cantus asked.

    "Friends, friends, friends ‘til the end
    ‘Til the end, ‘til the end, ‘til the end."

    Gobo came up to his uncle and Cantus, playing his guitar and smiled. Cotterpin Doozer climbed up Gobo’s tail, across his back, and onto the top of his guitar. She grinned at all the happiness around her and began to sing a new song.

    "We’ve found a way
    To live on Easy Street
    No more troubles, no more cares or woes
    Oh happy day
    It’s made our lives complete
    ‘Cause easy is the only way to go!"

    "That’s right Cotterpin," Gobo said with a smile.

    Cantus looked at Gobo. "Are you and your friends ready to begin the end?" he asked.

    Gobo nodded. "C’mon guys," he called to Mokey, Wembley, Boober, and Red.

    Boober cleared his throat and took center "stage." "Ohhhhh," he said, stretching the word out.

    "The song," Mokey said.

    "The song," Red repeated.

    "The song," both of them plus Boober said, "of songs."

    Gobo jumped into the middle with Wembley next to him and Cotterpin still on his guitar. "Everybody down at Fraggle Rock
    Don’t be late it’s time for taking stock
    Everybody’s got a part to play
    Everybody brought their hearts today," he sang.

    "Sing about the Rock and sing it strong," Cotterpin sang.

    "’Cause we belong to the song
    And the Rock goes on and on and on," Wembley, Junior, and Cotterpin harmonized.

    "One is for the ones who came before," Gobo sang.

    "Two is for the treasures at our door," Red sang.

    "Three is for the rockin’ jubilee," Wembley sang.

    "Four is for the future that will be," Mokey sang.

    "When we start to sing we sing it strong!" Boober sang loudly.

    The music stopped.

    All eyes turned to Boober. He looked around and cleared his throat. "What?" he asked. "It’s easy to get caught up in a moment!" he said.

    "Good to have you on the fun side, buddy!" Sidebottom called out.

    Boober frowned. "Can we just go on?" he pleaded. The music resumed and the Fraggles continued to sing.

    "’Cause we belong to the song
    And the rock goes on and on and--," everyone sang, repeating the verse three times.

    "’Cause we belong to the song
    Ang the rock goes on and on and—"

    "On!" Wembley shouted.

    "Last song, here we go," Cantus said, blowing into his pipe. Gobo knew what song was being played and picked up on his guitar string, playing the same notes twice and then picking up tempo and adding in the guitar of Murray Minstrel.

    "Dance your cares away!" Gobo sang, everyone clapped twice after the line.
    "Worries for another day
    Let the music play
    Down at Fraggle Rock!" (clap, clap)

    "Work your cares away!" sang the Doozers.
    "Dancing’s for another day
    Work your cares away
    Down at Fraggle Rock!"

    "Look out," Junior said, "time for the Gorgs!"

    "Dance your cares away," Junior, Ma, and Pa sang.
    "Worries for another day
    Let the music play!
    Down at Fraggle Rock!"

    Gobo and Wembley moved to the center and started scatting to the music, everyone cheered and began to sing again.

    "Dance your cares away!" (clap, clap) everyone gathered in the garden sang.
    "Worries for another day!
    Let the music play!
    Down at Fraggle Rock!" (clap, clap)

    "Dance your cares away! (clap, clap)
    Worries for another day!
    Let the music play!
    Down at Fraggle Rock!
    Down at Fraggle Rock!"

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    Marjory, Philo, and Gunge all danced around. "Down at Fraggle Rock!" they all sang happily.

    >< >< >< >< ><

    "Down at Fraggle Rock!" everyone sang. Everyone cheered. Everyone danced. Everyone was tied together in Perfect Harmony.

    Boober tripped while trying to dance and propped himself up on his elbows and smirked. "Down at Fraggle Rock," he said with a dreary groan.

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    Doc rubbed Sprocket’s head and Sprocket barked happily and licked Doc’s cheek. "Down at Fraggle Rock," Doc said with a huge grin.

    Sprocket barked happily and nodded.

    Music in the air
    Friendship everywhere
    Ties of love uniting you and me
    Linking us in Perfect Harmony...

    THE END
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  14. redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    YAYYYYY!

    Nice ending Prawnie, I loved the sing along, it was the perfect ending, nice and Fraggly and wonderous and happy! Great story overall, you're a really good Fraggle writer! I hope you'll do more in the future!
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  15. theprawncracker Well-Known Member

    (((HUGS Beth!))) Thank you! I'm so glad you liked it! And thank you very much for the compliments about my Fraggle writing. I would like to write more with them in the future, but I don't see that happening anytime in the near future. I've got four stories in the wings currently, and I plan on getting through them first. :p We'll see what happens though!
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  16. Gold Demona Active Member

    That has got to be absolutely the most perfect ending to a fraggle fic I've ever seen....... Granted it's the ONLY ending to a fraggle fic I've ever seen. ^^;

    OMG, I loved it! Fantastic fic, Prawny. Great job!
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  17. RedPiggy Well-Known Member

    that was a great ending medley ... kudos!
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  18. theprawncracker Well-Known Member

    Haha, thank you very much! I'm really gald you enjoyed it!

    Thank you, thank you! Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for reading! :)
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  19. TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    The trouble with MSN is that, instead of giving detailed reviews, we tend to just rave via MSN and then make a post that's something like, "<GLOMP!> MORE PLEASE!" with some random comment that's not in capslock.

    Well, this time, Prawnie greets me with a link to this here story, and I say things like "WHEEE!" and "OOOH!" and he asks what I'm responding to, and I... don't answer.

    So now I'll clarify.

    <squeals>

    This was reacting to, "Music grows in the rose..."

    <gasp!> OH!

    This was reacting to, "Remember when, now and then, everything went wrong..." and just- SEEING this scene... wow.

    <bounces>

    This was reacting to, "Well when I'm wemblin' west, I take the friend I like best..." and very nice descriptions of scatting.

    OOOOOOOH!

    This was reacting to Mokey singing with Junior and, of all things, singing, "It's time for everyone... Time to live as one..." How APPROPRIATE AND PERFECT!

    And it was at this point that Prawnie asked if I would "share the cause of my random ramblings."

    Yes I will, yes I will, yes I really, really will, yes I will, yes I will, yes I really will!

    I'll let you guess on that one. :p

    <Gasp!. Oooh!

    This, I believe, was reacting to, "Perfect Harmony through and through?"

    WHEEEEEEE!

    This was reacting to, "Pick any song you please- Click, we're in HARMONY..." Again, PERFECT choice! And unexpected, but PERFECT!

    WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

    This was me bouncing to, "Cause we belong! To the song! And the Rock goes on and on and onnnn!"

    HAAAAAA!

    Boober.

    <GLOMP>

    The WHOOOOOLE frickin' chapter! The WHOOOOOOOOOLE frickin' STORY!

    FANTASTICABULOUS!

    And now I go cram for the math final I have in one hour and fifteen minutes. WHOOPIE! ...Oh wait... GAH! <runs>
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  20. The Count Moderator

    *Hugs Perfect Harmony as it closes. But now that means another story can begin... Or continue, as the case of Pre-Wedding may be concerned.

    Thank you Prawny... Peace be to you my friend.
    *Leaves mysteriously.
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