The First Snow of Fraggle Rock

What's that I feel? Is that the frosty air?

Do do

I caught a chill It must be getting near

Do do

So grab your favorite sweater And your winter boots

'Cause the temperature Is dropping like it always do

Time to hang The glow grapes up in the cave

Gather round with all the friends That we've made

Time to bundle up in blankets

Be merry and give thanks And stay warm beside the fire tonight

It's the perfect time of year Celebrate and spread the cheer

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

It's the frozen winter nights When you're safe and warm inside

This fantastic magic time spent With those that you love

- Can you feel it? - Season's getting closer

The season's getting closer

The season's getting closer The season's getting closer

Can't wait for radish roast And strawberry sauce

Yay!

A meal like that will set the season off Ooh

Which means it's time for us To make some snow

Catch a snowflake on your tongue And let the good times roll

It's time to hang The glow grapes up in the...

Well, actually, I prefer hanging cave tinsel.

Be with all our friends A new day is d...

First frost is more meaningful.

The season of singing Dancing, laughing

The fire keeps on cracklin' You know you're in the holiday mood

It's the perfect time of year

Celebrate and spread the cheer

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?

It's the frozen winter nights When you're safe and warm inside

This fantastic magic time spent With those that you love

- Can you feel it? - Season's getting closer

- Can you feel it! - The season's getting closer

The season's getting closer

- The season's getting closer - The season's getting closer

- The season's getting closer - Yeah, yeah!

The season's getting closer The season's getting closer

The season's getting closer

Yeah!

Oh, boy.

Incredible.

- Oh, yeah! - Wow.

Any minute now it's gonna be cold enough in the ice caves

for the Doozers to start making snow.

I hope they're ready.

Ready? Of course we're ready!

Just look at us.

You're still wearing your pajama bottoms, sir.

That's intentional, Cotterpin.

They're my work pj's.

Because I have my dream job.

I can't wait for the snow!

Pogey and I have been working on a custom sled that is built for speed.

I have work goggles!

And we will launch it right here, from Slippity Slope!

We'll go the moment Gobo finishes singing

- his new song of the season! - Yeah.

Yeah!

Yeah! My song of the season.

Yeah, it's gonna be so good.

Yeah, because, you know, I mean, it already is,

'cause it's, you know, basically already done.

Odd energy.

As soon as the snow comes,

I'm gonna put on my coziest outfit and make a snow angel.

Warm outfit, cold connection. Balance.

But don't worry, Gobo.

I'm gonna take off my earmuffs the moment you begin your song.

Good! Great! Yeah.

'Cause I would not want you to miss any of my song.

Which is nearly complete.

And not at all completely incomplete.

I too am fired up. Cooking term intentional,

'cause I'll be firing up seasonal recipes I can only create using snow.

I'll be using a snow reduction to prepare radish linguine

in a hot snow broth.

Hot snow broth?

Do you mean water?

No, Gluey.

It's a chef thing. It's hard to explain.

Well, set an extra seat at the dinner table

'cause I'm building a Snow Bembley. Yeah.

I'll dress him up in a banana tree shirt, and we'll look so much alike,

everyone will be like, "Which one's the real Wembley?"

And I'll be like, "It's me,"

but he'll be like, "No, it's me."

'Cause he's got a mischievous streak.

Anyway, we're all gonna be dancing so hard to Gobo's song!

What a fun moment that'll be.

Fun. During my song!

Yeah, and so I'm gonna go, you know, put the final sprinkle on it,

'cause it's otherwise ready like spaghetti.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

- You go! - Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

No, no, no, no.

Hey, Little Rago. I'm in trouble.

See, everyone's expecting my song to be as good as last year's or better,

but I have rock block. I haven't even started writing yet.

Are you talking to me?

Yeah. I said, "Hey, Little Rago."

Cool.

Hey, how's your song coming along?

Is it gonna be as good as last year's?

You look great, bud,

but we can't go find snow in the mountains this year.

A new study just came out

showing how harmful weather balloons can be to marine life.

So I have to prove that this biodegradable one

can withstand anything Mother Nature throws at it.

But we can still have fun.

No, no. I'm about to do a rain test.

You wanna play with the umbrella?

Well, I can't believe our new little guy's gonna hatch soon.

I hope he's got my mustache!

I just hope he's happy, healthy and hairy.

I already have baby bro's first holiday gift ready.

Fraggle dolls!

So he can meet his future best friends.

Fraggles.

You excited to meet my new baby bro, Tiny Gobo?

I sure am, Junior!

You're gonna be the best big brother.

You really think so, Ma?

Being a big brother's a big responsibility.

How do I know if I'm ready...

Son, I love you, but not right now.

Yeah.

Don't worry, honey. You've got plenty of time to ease into it.

Yeah, hatching's a slow process.

Your brother will start gently tapping his way out,

and it'll be weeks before we even see his face...

Baby!

Wow! Well, that was...

not what I expected at all, no.

My baby brother's here already?

Actually,

your baby sister's here.

Baby sister?

What?

Need holiday song.

Cave clock ticking...

Make mouth sing song...

Gobo.

A spirit.

Gobo.

Are you here to help me write my song?

Oh, thank you, spirit.

It's a holiday miracle.

I'm not a spirit!

I'm Pogey!

And I'm just using my soft voice 'cause I wanted to wake you up gently.

What-What...

Cotterpin's cold-o-meter went off! The ice caves are ready for snowmaking!

Cotterpin and Icy Joe are bringing snow,

and then you can sing your song!

So the holidays have arrived?

I'm out of time.

Yep.

All right, well, I gotta keep waking up Fraggles.

Wembley.

Hey, Pogey.

I can't believe the snow is almost here.

Chilly mama!

Call me Red 'cause I'm so "Red-y" for this snow!

Well, call me Mokey because I'm "Mo-Keyed-Up"

about slizzin' and dizzin' on this thing-thang!

- Nice. - Call me Pogey. I'm Pogey!

Yes!

For dessert I'll melt snow, add flavoring,

then freeze it in a disk for casual dining.

You're describing a Popsicle!

You can just use water.

- Can't wait for the snow. - Snow's on the way, Gobo!

Wow, I am so excited!

What a disaster.

Maybe I should just sing an old song?

Call it a legacy song.

Okay, everybody!

It's Icy Joe with the snow!

We've got the first of our frosty bounty!

All right.

Fun, adventure-y music please.

Bum-ba-ba-da-bum-bum

Bum-ba-ba-da-bum-bum...

Click-click-click.

Clickety-click.

Click-aroonie.

Click... click!

Behold! The snow!

Hey, y'all! It's just me!

Where's the rest of 'em?

Well, the ice caves were only cold long enough to make one snowflake.

Gotta go!

Maybe I'll see y'all again sometime...

Well, it looks like, until there's more snow,