Jul. 10th, 2015

France

Jul. 10th, 2015 01:51 pm
robinthefrog: (eep!)
Apparently, even Fraggles as proficient at pathfinding and exploring as Gobo can get turned around. Or possibly Fraggle Rock could be as tricky as portalocity or the Fandom Causeway. Whatever the reason, Robin was not expecting to emerge from the tunnel into what appeared to be a very well stocked kitchen.

Apparently the resident canine was not expecting to see him either. He lunged at Robin, barking.

"Le bark! Le woof!"

Robin escaped onto the table, but in the process he put the dog between himself and the Fraggle hole.

"Croquette? Que faites-vous aboyer?" said a voice. It was followed soon after by a chef, who took in the situation quickly enough. "Oh! Une grenouille! Belles jambes."

Robin didn't know French, but he knew about certain french cuisine that he was not eager to supply.

"Look! A distraction!" he cried, pointing over the chef's shoulder. Both he and the dog, Croquette, Robin guessed, looked to see what he was pointing at.

Yoing! Robin bounded as quickly as he could for the hole, diving in.

"Robin what happened?" Mokey cried, helping him to his feet.

"Did we get the wrong tunnel?" Gobo asked. "Sometimes these...what do you call them, pipes? Look really similar eh."

Robin took a few deep breaths to calm down. "Yeah." he nodded. "Wrong tunnel."

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