Boober moved out of his parents' cave years ago. He visited his family on rare occasions, and he knew about his little sibling, but he never met them due to him not having visited home in so long.

But, recently he received a letter from his mother, saying that she couldn't take care of his little sibling anymore, so Boober would have to take care of them now. Boober was nervous. Really, really, nervous. He's never met them before. Would he be a good older brother? Would he make a good first impression? He was so worried.

Now, he was picking up his little sibling today. Right after he finished delivering laundry. Boober decided to post-pone the delivery to Thursday, which was two days from now. He was cleaning up his cave, making sure it would be perfect for his little siblings arrival, making sure they had enough space for all of their items. He was just about ready to leave and go pick up his little sibling.

So, Boober was on his way, walking through fraggle rock to his family cave. It took him a good half and hour until he made it, walking through the cave to see his mother at the entrance, doing some last minute packing. Boober cleared his throat and spoke up to get her attention.

"Mom? I-I'm here," Boober said, his tail anxiously wagging behind him as he fidgeting with the fringe of his red scarf.