Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

*Ziffled by Beth!

*In mock-deep Brit voice: Pipe down!

Seriously Bo, you know you're welcome here at the dorms. Now just walk away back to your little closet and get to posting more Visions 2!

[Beauregard]

Bo: Hey, Beau, I had a vision.
Beau: About the jam?
Bo: Huh?
Beau: The vision about the jam?
Bobo: And the lemons?
Beau: And the jam?
Bobo: You said that.
Beau: Ri-ght. And the lemons?
Bobo: I said that!
Bo: Guys!
Beau/Bobo: What?
Bo: I have completly forgotten what I was saying...
Bean: *bounces!*
Bo: ...There it goes.

[The Count]

Count: Looks like Bo's losing his marbles again. Oh vell, it's better than losing his roomies.
*Spots Bean bouncing through the halls... Then again...
*Closes door and goes back inside to arrange all the particulars for tonight's party.

[Erine81981]

Oscar: This should be a funny joke to play on someone. Just who? *sees Bean bouncing* Hey you! Come here. I have some candy for you.

[Beauregard]

Bean: *bounces up* Oh, gee, thanks cute green guy! *opens candy box, takes candy, shuts box and hands it back* You are SO kind! And it tastes so CUTE!

[Erine81981]

Oscar: What? I'm not cute or nice! *watches as Bean bouces away* What just happened? *opens candy canster and snakes pop out* *groans*

[tutter_fan]

BTW, What's a glomp, anyway? :confused: :confused:

[The Count]

It's a big messy hug, or so I think.

*Ahem... tutter_fan, if you're going to post here, then I insist you go back and complete the dorms application. Otherwise, I ask you to please leave as the people who've been approved as residents (and their guests) are the ones who should be posting here in accordance with dorm rules.
Hope you can understand our position, thanks and have a good day.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *gets back from school* Hey guys, I'm home.
Uncle Deadly: *points to Ryan's room*
Ryan: Hmm?
Uncle Deadly: Write, now. Right now.
Ryan: Alright, alright. Hey, Gonzo, did you and Camilla get the presents for Ru and Piggy?
Gonzo: Yup! But Camilla wouldn't let me get the velcro hair ironer for Piggy...
Ryan: *gulp* What did you get the two of them?
Gonzo: A green fan-fic notebook and a pink pen for Ru, along with some chocolates and a certificate for a back massage.
Ryan: Great! She'll love that! And for Piggy?
Gonzo: Some shoes.
Ryan: ...
Gonzo: *sigh* Some really sparkly purple heels.
Ryan: Good. Okay, well, I'll be writing, do not disturb!

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *bounces out of room*
Ernie: Ooh! Looks like fun! *bounces with Ryan*
Ryan: Hi Ernie!
Ernie: Khekhekhe! Hi Ryan!
Ryan: What a splendid day!
Ernie: Yeah! ...Hey, Ryan?
Ryan: Yeah Ernie?
Ernie: Why are we bouncing?
Ryan: Because I just finished the second-to-last chapter of my fan-fic!
Ernie: Oh! Great!
Ryan: Sha!
Ernie: Um, any other reason?
Ryan: Nope!
Ernie: Okay, just checking.
Ryan: Up for pizza?
Ernie: Of course!
Ryan: C'mon then! Let's bounce! *bounces out of room with Ernie*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: How are those cookies coming?
Nora: They'll be out of the oven in a bit. (checks cookies) So what'd you guys get for Ruahnna and Miss Piggy?
MN: For Ru, I got a nice green and magenta reading pillow. For the pig, I got a new makeup mirror. Storyteller:
Storyteller: I got Ru a tin of water lily tea. Good for stimulating the writer's mind. For Miss Piggy, I got a bottle of moonflower perfume.
Nora: For Ruahnna, I've got a new fountain pen set. For Miss Piggy, I got "Chicken Soup for the Superstar Diva's Soul."
MN: Excellent, excellent. And...Storyteller, I think I'll give you your present now. (goes to room) I found this in an antique shop in New York. (returns with a package)
Storyteller: Oh, goody, goody...(opens package) Oooh! A sculpture of a Lily Creature! Bless you, Erin.
MN: I know; fetching, isn't it? Now then, we've got Maurice's presents wrapped.
Nora: That reminds me; Peter and the others sent you a new notebook and pen, Storyteller. (takes said items out from beneath sofa)
Storyteller: Excellent, excellent. I must be sure to send them a thank-you.
Nora: So when do we give out the other presents?
MN: We'll see what everyone else is doing. (oven timer beeps) Nora, go rescue your cookies.

[Ruahnna]

(The room is festooned with streamers and balloons. There are snacks on the table and a red velvet birthday cake with buttercream icing on the coffee table. Piggy has been sent out on a useless errand to the store, but is expected back any moment. There are footsteps in the hall.)
Catherine: Shhh! I hear footsteps!
Fozzie: (holding his hat protectively over his chest) I don’t want to be too close to the door when she comes in.
Kermit: Fine—get behind me!
(The three of them crouch down and wait. And wait. No one comes in.)
Fozzie: Must not have been her.
Catherine: I could go--
Kermit: No! (pushing Catherine’s head down) You stay down. I’ll go check. (He pauses at the door.) Hey Fozzie—come with me.
Fozzie: Do I have to?
Catherine: I’ll come if you—
Kermit: No! I—I just want Fozzie to come. Come on, Fozzie!
(They disappear through the door out into the hall. Catherine waits. And waits. No one returns. Finally, feeling a decided creak in her old bones, Catherine wrestles herself out of her crouch and goes to the door….)

[Ruahnna]

(Catherine opens the door cautiously, then jumps back as Kermit, Fozzie, Piggy and a hall full of others all shout “Happy Birthday!” The crowd surges into the room, with another cake, and presents and noisemakers of all sorts. Piggy comes in and hugs an astonished Catherine.)
Piggy: Happy Birthday, Dear! Kissy kissy!
Catherine: Oh! Oh, but I was—this was supposed to be, um, for you.
Piggy: (confidently) Oh it is! But Moi is letting vous share her party—since vous are sharing Moi’s birthday. It’s the least Moi can do.
Catherine: (returning the hug warmly) Thanks, sweetie! I—I wanted it to be a surprise, but this is, well, I guess this IS a surprise! Happy Birthday Piggy! This is number…?
Piggy: None of your beeswax! Now—let’s go cut the cake!
(Laughing, they go cut the cake.)
Catherine: Um, if this is my party, too—who’s cleaning up all this?
Piggy: (blithely) Oh, the boys will take care of it. Now come on—I want to taste that buttercream icing.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *rolls in cleaning supplies* Janitorial service at your er... service Ru darlin'! As long as I get some cake first.
Gonzo: Happy Birthday Catherine! Happy Birthday Piggy! Hope it's weird and wild!
Camilla: Brawk bawk byuck.
Bert: Happy Birthday. I hope the cake is good.
Ernie: *eating a piece* Oh, it is Bert!
Bert: Ernie...
Clifford: *carries in gifts* Happy Birthday la-dies. Or, Catherine anyway... not sure if Piggy's a lady or not.
Uncle Deadly: Just ask Kermit, I'm sure he'll vouge for her. Happy Birthday to you both.

[Erine81981]

Happy Brithday Catherine! And to you too Miss Piggy.

Grover: Here are the gift we got for them.

I guess sit them over by the rest of them.

FilFil: Anyone seen the music that's spoused to be here?

Herry: Why? Are you charge of it?

FilFil: I called all the monsters to come from Sesame Street and others too for the band.

Telly: For real? Who are they? Have i ever meet them before?

FilFil: Uh i think so.

An anything Muppet comes up to FilFil wearing sunsades, gotee and carrying a clipboard "Is this where party is?"

FilFil: Yes sir. Just set up over there. *points to the common room*

Anything Muppet: *speaks into his headset* Ok guys. This is the place.

A bunch of monsters and anything muppets come in carrying the stuff for the band.

Telly: This is going to one happen party.

Grover: You said it Telly.

[The Count]

Dear Catherine... Please know how sorry I am not to have shown up at your and Piggy's party earlier. Traffic was a bit backed up getting home, and I had a good chat with a friend of mine. But the Count and I want to wish you the warmest of birthday congratulations.

*Wheels in a decadent chocolate layered cake, with chocolate chip shells and fudge icing, along with an unknown number of candles gracing the cocoa powdered cover. Bought the cake at the bakery, along with a few other presents at some of the local shops yesterday. Let's see...
Count: A pair of black-topped dancing shoes that'll last until way past midnight for Miss Piggy.
*Hands her the well-wrapped giftbox.
And a jewelry box from FR Jewelers that plays the melody to The First Time It Happens, thought that'd be a nice little memory for Piggy.
Count: A brand new mug with pictures of your Muppet friends for Ru, for those warm morning coffees or to fil up vith hot chocolate and however many marshmallows you like if you happen to like marshmallows.
*Hands Catherine the sealed present.
And a shopping spree gift card for you Miss Catherine, along with a great big Thank You for all the help and fanficness you spread here at MC.

*Hugs Piggy and then Catherine, stepping aside so Count can hug them as well. Happy birthday to you both!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(knock on door)

MN: Hey, Cath, you still in there?
Nora: Yeah, we've got presents!
Storyteller: For you, we've got: one green and magenta reading pillow, one tin of water lily tea and one fountain pen set.
MN: For Miss Piggy, we've got one copy of "Chicken Soup for the Superstar Diva's Soul," a vial of moonflower perfume and a makeup mirror.
Nora: Happy birthday, one and all...mind if we have some cake, if you've got any left?

[The Count]

*Wanders over to the buffet table to sna something to munch on, as well as a glass of lemon-lime sparkling soda.

*Notices Erin's post total. Oooh, looks like someone'll be getting a new title soon! Better get the white boxes ready for one last-minute present.

[Erine81981]

Sorry guys but have to get up early tomorrow morning for work so i'm heading on to bed. Let me know how things go. And let me know if they both enjoy what we got'em. Good night everyone.

Grover: Alright. Good night Kyle.

Good night Grover. *heads off to bed* Good night Ed.

The music of "The Four Monsters" can be heard all the way to room 26.

[The Count]

*Already awake and enjoying a bowl of cereal with craisins mixed ito the bowl.
Got some reading for class I gotta do today... But I rully hope there's some fanfic updates posted today as well.

[The Count]

Home again... Finished off dinner, now it's time to go nag Prawny and others for more fanfic!

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Finally... it. Is. Done.
Uncle Deadly: *darts out of room*
Ernie: *pats Ryan on shoulder* I bet it feels good, huh?
Ryan: Heh, you bet...
Bert: How 'bout a movie then?
Ryan: I wish I could... but I'm swamped with homework.
Gonzo: Yucka. Well... anything we can help with?
Ryan: Not unless you can take my geometry test for me.
Bert: Oh! I'd love to!
Ryan: Really?
Bert: Yeah, I'd love to, but I have a Bottlecap Collectors Club meeting tomorrow.
Ryan: Figures... well, I better get started.

[The Count]

OK... Finished reading through Don't Trip... Wonder how long it'll be before some of the other authors here update their terrific tales as well.

Now then... What to name my newest possible fanfic venture?
Count: Does it have to do vith...
Yep.
Count: Hmmm, maybe those author people could suggest something?
It's worth a try, thogh I'll probably figure it out soonerishkibbible or later.

And that's my word Prawn and Lisa, so feel free not to steal it, using it at every chance you get to nag others.
Yep, mixed messages... Good clean brainteasing fun.

[Erine81981]

Hey guys. *coughs*

Telly: What's wrong Kyle?

I'm not feeling to good. I have a stopped up ear and a sore throut. Don't come to close. Don't want any of ya'll getting sick because of me.

Telly: *in a toxicwaste type of suit* (muffled) Don't worry. I'm safe. *laughs*

Very funny Telly. You don't have to worry.

Telly: With me i'm always worried. Planed to keep me from getting sick or anything else. Here guys i have some for ya'll too. *hands the other monsters some suits too*

Herry: I don't think i'll need this. Thanks anyways Telly.

Telly: Are you sure? You don't want take a risk of getting sick.

FilFil: Thank you Telly. *puts on suit* *leans over to me* Don't worry i'm not afaird of anything but to be on the safe side and not to let Telly down.

Just fine FilFil.

Maurice: *puts his on* I feel like an astronaut. *starts jumping like if he were on the moon* Cool! I really feel it.

*nods head* I'll be here on the couch. Ya'll go do what ya'll want. I'm going to watch a new Power Ranger series that i record with my DVR. *turns it on*

Telly: (muffled) Come on guys. Let's go see if anyone else needs some of these.

[The Count]

Hey Kyle... Heard you weren't feeling too good... Here's some soup with plenty of healthy seafood if you want it to help you get better. And LMK what you think of the new Rangers series, got some questions about who's got what color and what the zords are this time around. Talk to you later, get well soon.

[Erine81981]

Thank you Ed. Your so kind and generous. I'll let you know when i see the first episode. I think i only saw the second one or third can't tell. I'll get back with you later.

[The Count]

No worries Kyle. If you taped this week's episode, then it'd be the third 30-minute episode, but technically the second episode in terms of story sequence since the premiere was an hour long and split up into two episodes... The second half of the premiere will air on Sunday morning at 9:30 AM EST on Toon Disney's morning edition of Jettix.

Hope this helps, get well soon buddy.

[Erine81981]

Thanks for the info Ed. I'll keep a look out. I've been wanting to watch these new episodes. So hope to see the first two then soon. I'm feeling a little better. Thanks again.

Telly: *still in his hazardous suit* (muffled) Hey Kyle. Hows things going?

Find Telly. I'm feeling a little bit better but still having trouble with my throut. Thanks for asking. *knocks coming from the door* The pizzas here. Boy am i hungry.

FilFil: Me too.

Maurice: *opens the door* Hey Grover.

Pizza Delivery Monster (Grover): Hey guys. Remember. I am not Grover when i see you guys. That will be 20.17 sir.

Maurice: Ok. Sorry. *hands Grover the money* There you go sir. Keep the change.

Pizza Delivery Monster (Grover): Here you go sir. Have a nice and wonderful day.

Maurice: Ok. Bye. *shuts door* It's here!

Boy am i hungry.

FilFil: *gets some orange juice* Mmmm love this orange juice. And pizza too. *grabs a piece*

Maurice: *hands me a glass of tea* Here you go.

Thanks Maurice. *takes the glass of tea and grabs a piece* Mmmmm i just love pizza. Mmmmmm....You want some Telly?

Telly: Sure. *takes off helmet and gets a piece* Chuckie Sue also like pizza but i don't feed her any.

FilFil: Then how do you know she likes it?

Telly: She's told me before. She like the smell. Mmmmm good pizza.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: Wow...you're almost a senior member, Erin.
Storyteller: Yeah, how are you going to mark the big turning point?
MN: Hmm...haven't decided if I'm going to make the big post here in the dorms or in the RHLC.
Storyteller: True, that is a big decision.


(later)

MN: Oh, what the heck, I'll make the big announcement in the RHLC, and the three of us can have a celebratory goof-off here.
Nora: Fair enough. Heads up, Ed, man.

[Erine81981]

*eatting some chicken al king watching "Mr. Rogers"* I can't get enough of this stuff.

Oscar: *pops up from behind the couch* Hey there tubby.

Oh hey Oscar. What do you want?

Oscar: Nothing.

Nothing. What's with you and nothing? It's like you come in here for nothing and just stare at me while i....keep....ram-bu-ling. That's why you come in for?

Oscar: What's that?

To make me mad and watch me ramble on.

Oscar: Heh heh heh heh heh....yep. *zips out*

Didn't want to stay....for dinner. Oh well. *goes back to watching "Mr. Rogers"*

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *yawns* *types something*
Uncle Deadly: What are you typing, my fiend?
Ryan: AHH! Don't DO that!
Uncle Deadly: Sorry, but what is it that you're writing? Hmm?
Ryan: None of your business Uncle D. You'll find out soon enough.
Uncle Deadly: How soon?
Ryan: ...Soon enough.
Uncle Deadly: Fine then. Good night.
Ryan: Night.
Uncle Deadly: *steals homework and runs*
Ryan: *shrug* I didn't have any homework anyway.

[The Count]

*Sigh... Maybe Uncle D'd like to just skulk down here and we can talk about some mutual acquaintances of his and the Count's from the netherworld.

Or I could just get my act in gear and start posting...
*Hears news from news girl. Oh yes, before I forget...

*Leaves three little white boxes at Room #7's doorstep. The boxes contain three MC SM Kermit The Frog badges with the roomies' names in silver lettering upon the collar, the standard symbol of attaining SM status round these parts.
Congrats Erin!

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: <rubs eyes and puts glasses on> ...Robin?
Robin: Oh- hi Lisa!
Lisa: ...Why are you awake? You should be asleep.
Robin: So should you.
Lisa: Yes, so should I. Why are you awake?
Robin: I can't sleep.
Lisa: Neither can I.
Robin: Oh.
Robin and Lisa: <sigh>...
Robin: But hey- that's okay. We get to talk now!
Lisa: That's true.
Robin: How'd your auditions go?
Lisa: <scrunches face>
Robin: <waits>
Lisa: ...<shrug> Coulda been better. Coulda been worse, but coulda been better.
Robin: Do you think you got the part?
Lisa: I dunno, Robin. I had to leave right away. I have no idea how many other people tried out for Scarecrow, much less how many of them were good, much less how many of them might've sung and danced better than I did yesterday. All I know is I've never gotten into the school musical before and I don't see much reason for this year to be different.
Robin: ...Oh. ...Well that's not what you were saying yesterday...
Lisa: <looks at clock> Technically, two days ago now...
Robin: Oh. Well then, that's not what you were saying two days ago...
Lisa: <shrug>
Robin: You said you thought you had a pretty good chance because you can sing pretty and the director knows you and it's your last year.
Lisa: ...Got a pretty good memory...
Robin: Well that stuff is still true, isn't it?
Lisa: ...Yeah...
Robin: So why wouldn't you have a good part?
Lisa: <deep breath> Because last I heard, there were ninety people auditioning, and a good chunk of those people are on speech team and/or in choir. Those people will probably get the good parts.
Robin: But what if you're better than them?
Lisa: <smiles> I appreciate the confidence, Robin. But there is no way I'm better than them.
Robin: Well, I think you are.
Lisa: <Grins> Thanks. But you don't know any of the other people trying out!
Robin: That's okay.
Lisa: <giggles> <Hugs Robin> I love your logic.
Robin: ...Lisa?
Lisa: Hm?
Robin: When you get in the play...
Lisa: IF I get in the play...
Robin: ...When rehearsals start... You're not gonna be around much, right?
Lisa: Left.
Robin: <shakes head> Will you?
Lisa: <Sigh> No, I won't be around much. Which... is part of why I'm not even sure I WANT to be in the play.
Robin: Well if you don't WANT to, then why'd you try out?
Lisa: <shrug> Last chance.
Robin: Well, gee- the way you're talking today, it sounds like you don't HAVE a chance.
Lisa: ...<shrug> A girl can hope.
Robin: <Grins> So can a frog!
Lisa: Yes. A frog can hope, too. And a frog can sleep, too.
Robin: So can a girl.
Lisa: ...In theory.
Robin: <Hugs Lisa> Sleep good!
Lisa: <Hugs Robin> You too... <watches Robin hop back to his hammock> ...<sigh>... Now if only I could have that kind of talk and get the math homework done, and get Vim back to work, too...

[The Count]

Hey Lisa... Hope you got the part in your school musical.
If you need help with the fanfics, LMK as my door/PM/gmail's open and we can talk about it.

[redBoobergurl]

Big Bird: *sigh*
Wanda: What's the matter Big Bird?
Big Bird: I miss Bryan
Wanda: Oh, I understand
Big Bird: I like staying here with you guys, but I still miss Bryan
Wanda: You know what Big Bird? It's ok to miss him, he's one of your best friends after Snuffy of course.
Big Bird: He sure is
Wanda: You know what else? I bet he misses you just as much as you miss him. Why, I bet he's even thinking about you right now
Big Bird: Maybe. Wanda, what do you do when you're missing someone and you're sad?
Wanda: Well, when I get real sad and I'm missing someone close to me I look at pictures of that person and remember the good times we've had together and it usually makes me smile
Big Bird: Hey! I've got a photo album right here of good times at the dorms.
Wanda: Let's look at it!
*they open the book*
Wanda: Look, there you are at Christmas time with Bryan, Telly and Ernie and Bert!
Big Bird: Yeah! And there we are on Bryan's birthday
Wanda: Here's some pictures from Halloween
Big Bird: That's the year Telly dressed as Phillip Chapman! *laughs*
Wanda: I wasn't here yet for that one I don't think.
Big Bird: Hey Wanda? I'm feeling alot better. Thanks
Wanda: You're welcome. *gives him a hug*

[christyb]

Me: Hey Skeet! Welcome back from your trip.

Skeeter: Thanks. How have you been?

Me: Great. I'm managing a newly opened coffee shop in town so I'm basically running around like a chicken with my head cut off. So tell me all how was Europe?

Skeeter: Wanna see the pics?

Me: Of course I do. *both start flipping through photo albums*

[The Count]

Hmmm... Wonder if they have Wilkins 5 brand at Sis'snew place. Either that or some Java.
*Trumpet music starts up.

Heh, good thing I don't drink the stuff. Maybe she'd be interested in getting Theresa from MT's Coffee Place... Or maybeJim'd be glad to lend her a hand. She also mentioned wanting someone new for her room, oh well, I'm sure she'll LMK soon.

[tvlistingman]

LITTLE BIRD: What'cha doing, Peter

PETER: Why don't we go to the Pool for some swimming

ZOE: I Just got from Ballet Lessons

LITTLE BIRD: I just got back from Birdkateer meetings with Baby Bear

BABY BEAR: So a Swim is not bad

LITTLE BIRD: Say I got an Idea for the Birdkateer project

PETER: WHat?

LITTLE BIRD: I'm going to tell Big Bird that we are going to plant a Vegetable Garden around the dorms!

ZOE: Good Idea, Now why don't we swim with some friends okay

BABY BEAR: OKAY!

[Ruahnna]

Piggy: (looking over Catherine’s shoulder) What pretty stationary!
(Catherine signs her name with a beautiful pink pen and folds the Miss Piggy stationary in half, preparatory to putting it in a matching envelope. Once the envelope is sealed, she addresses the envelope neatly with her new fountain pen.)
Catherine: (dryly) Thanks. I thought you’d like it.
Piggy: And what lovely pens! That one write’s pink ink!
Catherine: (smiling) Yes—makes me think of Dr. Seuss. Ryan and his roomies got that pen for me for my birthday. And they got me a green notebook for, um, (mumbles) story writing….
Piggy: What on earth do vous find to write about?
Catherine: Oh, um, nothing really…ahem. Actually, Piggy, right now I’m writing thank-you notes.
(Piggy stares blankly.)
Catherine: (promptingly) You know, little personal notes to say thank you to all the nice folks who got us birthday presents?
(Piggy stares some more.)
Catherine: (with a hard look) Piggy—you got some very nice presents the other night. Plus we need to thank Ryan for the wonderful clean-up job.
Piggy: (edging for the door) Um, I think Moi’s study group is meeting at the library tonight….
(Catherine grabs her wrist.)
Catherine: Not so fast there, Missy. Sit down. I just happen to have some stationary.
Piggy: (sulking but resigned) Oh, fine! Does it have Moi’s picture on it?
Catherine: Matter of fact, yes. Here—I took the trouble of making you a list of people to write notes too.
Piggy: (growling) You shouldn’t have.
Catherine: (growling back) Write! Here—start with Kyle and his roomies. They got you something nice.
(Grumbling, Piggy writes.)
Catherine: There—now I’ll go make us some of that scrumptions water lily tea.
Piggy: Got any of Ed’s chocolate cake left?
Catherine: Coming up!
(Finally committed to the project, Piggy begins to write notes with energy. Catherine returns in about five minutes with her new mug full of water lily tea, a steaming mug for Piggy and a plate with several slices of cake on it. Carefully, she sets it on the table but out of the way of their papers.)
Piggy: (breaking a piece of cake off with her fingers and eating it) Yum. (Takes a mouthful of tea.) Mmmm.
Kermit: (coming into the kitchen area) Oh wow! Is that—is that lily flower tea?! Got any more of that for a homesick frog?
Catherine: Sure! Here—let me get you a mug! (steps to kitchen)
(Piggy scoots over and makes a space at the table for Kermit next to her. He sits, then leans over and nuzzles her shoulder.)
Kermit: (low and teasing) And somebody smells like Moonflower perfume.
(Piggy giggles and dodges his nuzzle.)
Piggy: Kermie—stop! Moi is writing thank-you notes!
Kermit: Yeah, well, thank ‘em for me while you’re at it. (He leans in quickly and claims a kiss before Piggy pushes him away. He is not repentant.)
Catherine: (returning and placing a big mug of tea down in front of Kermit) Bottom’s up, Kermit. Erin and Nora and the Storyteller got that for me for my birthday and it’s wonderful. It’s supposed to stimulate your mind, you know—give you ideas.
Piggy: (muttering) It’s working.
Catherine: What was that?
Piggy and Kermit together: Nothing.
Catherine: Well, have some cake, too
Fozzie: Cake? Did I hear cake? I thought we ate all the red velvet cake. (He sits down between Kermit and Catherine, looking hopeful.)
Catherine: (around a mouthful of tea) We did. This is the cake Ed made—the one with the fudge icing. (passes the plate to Fozzie who takes a piece reverently)
Fozzie: Mmmm. Is there cocoa, too?
Catherine: Sure—let me—
Kermit: I’ll get it. You sit and finish your notes. Anybody want anything while I’m up?
(There is a contented murmur around the table.) Okay, then. One cup of cocoa for Fozzie.
Catherine: Thanks, Kermit—I’m almost finished. What a nice birthday this was this year.
Piggy: It was nice. And Moi is almost finished with her notes, too.
Catherine: Good—we’ll deliver them tomorrow.

[The Count]

*In almost conspiratorial tones, whispering to Ru: Not sure if you'd be interested... But I was just browsing through the Muppet items currently for auction in eBays Toys and Hobbies section... And there's this one auction for a Piggy Bride doll. Not the one from the Palisades line, but an 11-inch doll. Lemme know if you have troubles tracking it and I can send you the link.
Night all.. Off to do some late night class reading.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: WHEEEE!!!
Bert: *jumps* WHA!! Stop that!
Ryan: *grabs Bert for a hug* I got a 100 on my geometry test!!
Bert: *pushes off* Well, that's good. I knew my tutoring would help.
Ryan: ...Sure, that was it, exactly.
Bert: *lowers eyebrow* Don't think I can't detect sarcasm.

[Katzi428]

Prairiejumping from her bed EEK!!:eek:
going into Prairie's room Prairie,hon...you OK? Bad dream?
Prairie:Not a bad dream...all of a sudden I heard Ryan yell! I was asleep and all of a sudden I heard someone yell WHEE!!!!
Ahhh...I see.Well Ryan had a test today. He got 100!
Prairie:Wow...good for him!Glad that was all.I can go back to sleep in peace.
Yes...you can. Goodnight,Prairie.
Prairie:Nite Kath.Sorry I flipped out like that.
That's OK. Sweet dreams.:)

[The Count]

Hey Beth... Heard there was a storage closet over in the RHLC HQ filled with grasshopper cookies and some other cookies. They set up a security system... *Twiddles thumbs... But I kinda turned off the alarm, sure hope Cookie Monster doesn't get wind of this.
*Mischievous glimmer sparkles in my eyes.

[redBoobergurl]

Cookie Monster: Did me hear something about cookies???? They in closet? Me must find them! Cookies!!! Where are you? *runs in the hallway and starts opening random closets*
Beth: Cookie Monster! Wait! Not those closets!

[The Count]

It's not any of our closets here at the dorms Cookie... You have to go to the RHLC. *Laughs at seeing the furry blue devourer run into the elevator on his way up and out of the dorms.

Hee, looks ike you've got an early breakfast already planned for you Beth.

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: *watching Cookie run off* I'll just let him go. Cookies make him happy after all. *walks back into room 3*
Big Bird: What happened?
Beth: Typical Cookie Monster, nothing too exciting
Wanda: Or at least nothing unusual for this place
Beth: Too true
Red: So what are the rest of us doing for breakfast?
Beth: Everybody Eats, let's go!

[Ruahnna]

Catherine: (unsuspectingly) Wow--these fresh-baked cookies sure smell good! I hope my class likes them.... La de da de la de dah de doo....

[redBoobergurl]

Cookie Monster: *bursts into Catherine's room* COOKIES!!! *devours them quickly* Urp. Sorry lady. *runs out*

A few minutes later

Beth: My apologies for my roomie Catherine, he's gone a bit crazy today. Here's some you-know-whats to replace the ones he ate. Now, I hope he didn't eat the ones in the RHLC thread. *sigh*

[Erine81981]

*sees Cookie run by* Hey Cookie. Hows it with Beth and her roomies? We sure do miss you here.

Herry: I know i sure do. (to me) I'm going to head on out to the car.

Alright Herry.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *bounces into room*
Ernie: Ryan, what are you doing home so early?
Ryan: Half-day, Ernie! Whoo!
Ernie: Oh, that's great! So now you're out for the weekend?
Ryan: NO! I'm out for the weekend AND all of next week! Spring break!
Ernie: Oh! Wow! So we get to spend all of next week together?
Ryan: Hopefully! Why don't we get started now?
Ernie: Yay!
Ryan: Wanna go swimming?
Ernie: Oh boy! Sure! C'mon Rubber Duckie! *squeaks Rubber Duckie*

[redBoobergurl]

Red *overhears Ernie and Ryan* Ooh swimming! Can I go too? I'll meet you guys at the pool!

[Erine81981]

FilFil: *sticks head out of door* Can i come along guys?

Maruice: Me too. *rushes back in to change* There. I'm reddddy! *zips off after Ernie and Ryan*

FilFil: Wait for me. *runs down the hallway to the pool*

[TogetherAgain]

<in second floor common room>
Rowlf: So, who do you think'll get home first- Robin or Lisa?
Chef: Roobin shmern da shgunkel.
Rowlf: Yeah, that's true. Sure hope Lisa's got some good news, though!
Chef: Shmai?
Rowlf: Whaddaya mean "why?" She finds out if she got into the play today!
Chef: Ooh! Yabber foogen de mooshy.
Rowlf: Mm.
Chef: Yun fer gor!
Lisa: <comes in, looks straight ahead, and marches straight into room 24 without much to say to anyone, and closes the door>
Rowlf: ...Well that's no good.
Chef: Nuh-uh.
<Rowlf and Chef get up and go to the door to room 24>
Chef: Leeza? <knocks, tries to open door> ...Ez lucked!
Rowlf: <also tries to open the door> ...That's no good.
Chef: LEEEEEEEEEZAAAAAA... <Knocks>
Rowlf: Maybe we should leave her alone?
Chef: ...Ya, ya, gon shferta.
Rowlf: .......<knocks> LISA?
Lisa: <muffled> Not now, guys...
Rowlf: ...Okay...

[theprawncracker]

*at the pool with Ernie, FilFil, Maurice, and Red*
Ryan: Hark! I hear an upset half in the wings! *jumps out of pool* *zips off through the Dorms, dripping, up to Room 24* *barges in* Alright, nobody moves, nobody gets hurt! Where is she?
*Rowlf and Chef, whilst dumbfounded, point to Lisa's door*
Ryan: Thank you. *pounds on Lisa's door* Alright half, you saved me from being under lock and key, so now it's my turn to return the favor! *pulls out dynamite* Wait... I'm not licensed to use this... *calls* HARRY!!

[The Count]

Crazy Harry: Did somebody say "dynamite"?
*Plunges control box plunger creating one of his signature explosions, blasting Prawny clear across the room, along with Lisa's door.
Mwahahahahahaha!

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *under Lisa's door* Thanks... Harry... *looks in room* Oh, great, she escaped through the window... sheesh.

[The Count]

*Speaker on walkie talkie... Campus Police: Be on the lookout for one escaped half, female in a fleeing panic, make sure to apprehend with extreme caution. She's been known to be a thread hijacker and notoriously insane. Don't let her confuse you with her misdirection tactics.
Oh, and also... There's news of a cookie heist over at the RHLC... And I heard they have good chocolate doughnuts there. That is all.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *in a helicopter* YOU SURE YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE THIS THING?
Gonzo: *driving said helicopter* WHY WOULD I WANT A DIAMOND RING?
Ryan: JUST DRIVE! WE'VE GOT TO FIND LISA!
Gonzo: THIS IS NO TIME FOR PIZZA!
Ryan: LISA! LISA!
Gonzo: I'M NOT HUNGRY!
Ryan: OY!
Gonzo: LISA'S WORD!
Ryan: Oh, so NOW he hears me...

[Muppet Newsgirl]

*Speaker on walkie talkie... Campus Police: Be on the lookout for one escaped half, female in a fleeing panic, make sure to apprehend with extreme caution. She's been known to be a thread hijacker and notoriously insane. Don't let her confuse you with her misdirection tactics.
Oh, and also... There's news of a cookie heist over at the RHLC... And I heard they have good chocolate doughnuts there. That is all.

Nora: A cookie heist? And so soon after your induction into the MC Senior Member Hall of Fame...
MN: Yeah, well, never a dull moment. That's the way the cookie crumbles...and I didn't get any of the Thin Mints. No fair, man.
Storyteller: Any suspects, o investigative reporter who's too smart for her own good?
MN: (chuckle) I think so, I think so. But I think we ought to put a padlock on the cupboard over there. Need to safeguard the Lemon Coolers.

[Erine81981]

FilFil: Where did Ryan go?

Maurice: *up on the diving board* Don't know but here's my cannon ball! CANNNNNNNNON BALLLLL...*SPLASH!*

Several Pengins on the side of the pool hold up cards that each read: 10, 5 and 20.

FilFil: I would give you a 20 for no reason at all. You did great! *high four*

Maurice: *dripping of water* *high four* Alright!

At the dorms.........

Telly: This is your Monster On-The-Spot Reporter Telly, reporting at the Muppet Dorms. There has been spotted one escaped half, female in a fleeing panic. I don't know what it is that has happened but maybe we can get some infomation on it. *goes downstairs to room #1* (knock knock) Hello there sir. Do you know anything on this half female in fleeing thingy?

A camrea crew is with Telly recording this on "Monster News" all the time.

[The Count]

*Unfortunately for Telly, Room #1 is at the moment bereft of occupants.

*Voiceover: Ah-ha! 0 roomies in Room #1!
Voiceover 2: Shhhhh, we're not here, remember?
Voiceover 1: Sorry.
Voiceover 2: Fright, now back to the basketball games here at Everybody Eats.
*Enjoying our dinner with some friends from the dorms watching the basketball games on TV.

[Erine81981]

Telly: *scraches head* Hmmmmm guess they're out out the time. Pack up crew. Well get back to this when we can. *takes off hat and hands microphone to the camrea crew* Wonder what Kyle is doing?

[tvlistingman]

PETER: Guess What, It's Spring Break

ZOE: Really

BABY BEAR: What are we doing

LITTLE BIRD: What?

PETER: Why don't we go Swimming!

ZOE: Sounds Good

PETER: And have an Late Night Snack at Everybody Eats

LITTLE BIRD: And Bedtime

ZOE: Good IdeA!

[Erine81981]

*watching tv* Oh man this is really funny.

Telly: Hey Kyle. *sits donw and sighs*

Ok Telly what's the matter?

Telly: I really like it here but i miss Bryan.

Oh Telly, i know you do. I miss him too. But he'll be back.

Telly: When?

I really don't know but we could sing a little song about it.

Telly: Wellllll...

Come on.

Telly: Ok. What will we sing?

How about "Best Friends?"

Telly: I don't know it?

Grover:We will teach you.

Maurice: Yep.

Hit it guys!

(FilFil starts playing the panio and Herry play the drums)

Grover, Maurice, FilFil and Herry: Hey you nah nah ooh ooh
Hey you nah nah ooh ooh
Hey you nah nah ooh ooh
Hey you nah nah ooh ooh

Grover: Are you getting the message?
FilFil: Is it coming in clear?
Maurice: It sure is been kind of lonesome inside
Me: And quite.....since Bryans not here

Maurice: Well I can do without music
Me: And I don’t have to compute
Herry: And I can do without my baby dolly, maybe

Me, Herry, Grover, Maurice and FilFil: But we can’t do without Telly

Me: Ba ba ba best friends
Grover, Herry and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
Me: Best friends
Grover, Herry and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
Me: Best friends till the end

Me: Well be
Grover: Well be
Me, Grover, Herry, Maurice and FilFil: best friends
Herry: Like the Lone Ranger and Tonto
Maurice: Like Han Solo and Luke
FilFil: Like peanut butter, jelly, and banana, and onions, and mayonnaise on toast
Me, Grover, Maurice and Herry: Yuck!

Me, Herry, Grover, Maurice and FilFil: We stick together like glue

FilFil: Ba ba ba best friends
Me, Grover, Herry and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
FilFil: Ba ba ba best friends
Me, Grover, Herry and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
FilFil: Best friends….till the end

Grover: Well be
Maurice: Well be
Me, Grover, Herry, FilFil, and Maurice: best friends

Me: If we should be split apart
We’re still together at heart

Grover: You know you can count on me
Herry: And me,
FilFil: and me,
Maurice: and me

Me, Grover, Herry, Maurice and FilFil: And know that you’ll always be
Best Friends

Me: Ba ba ba best friends
Grover, Herry and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
Me: Best friends
Grover, Herry and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
Me: Best friends till the end

FilFil: Well be
Herry: Well be
Me, Grover, Herry, FilFil and Maurice: best friends
Oooooo best friend best friends
Oooooo me me

(music interlude) The monsters take a while to dance around the room with Telly

Ok Telly your turn to sing.

Herry: You are going to do great!

Telly: Alright. I'll give it my best. Here goes.

Telly: Are you getting the message?
Is it coming in clear?
It sure is been kind of lonesome inside
And quite since Bryans not here

Telly: Ba ba ba best friends
Me, Grover, Herry, FilFil and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
Telly: Ba ba ba best friends Heh heh heh...
Me, Grover, Herry, FilFil and Maurice: (sha la sha la sha la la la la)
Telly: Best friends….till the end

Telly: Well be
Me: Well be
Everyone: best friends
Oooooo best friend best friends
Oooooo me me

(music ends)

Grover, Herry, Maurice and FilFil all go back to their beds

Telly: Thanks Kyle. That makes me fell alot better.

Glad i could help.

Telly: Kyle?

Yes?

Telly: I like you alot.

Thank Telly. *hugs Telly* Thanks for staying with us. We're really glad you choosed us.

Telly: Thanks for letting me stay. I'm going to head on to bed right after i feed chuckie sue. Good night.

Good night. *goes back to watching tv*

[The Count]

Hey guys... Feel rully sorry for forgettin'... But there was a birthday this past week, and I mean to make up for it.
The celebrateur du jour? Bobo the Bear Guard! His birthday was this past Thursday, March 8. So if you wish, and can do so, please take the time to either send him a card or some little parcel of appreciation down to Room #4 where he lives with that British fellow some know only as "Bo".
Take care, have a good weekend, and happy birthday Bobo.

[Erine81981]

All of us run down to room 4

*knocks knock*

*blows the harmozing thingy*

Grover, FilFil, Herry, Maurice and Telly: Hmmmmmmm
Happy Birthday to you.
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday dear Bobo.

Telly: Your one great bear.

Grover, Me, FilFil, Herry, Maurice and Telly: Happy Birthday to yoooooooou.

Grover: Sorry we forgot about your bithday Bobo.

Yea were really sorry. Well be back with a present from us.

Herry: Talk to you later.

[tvlistingman]

PETER: Thursday, was Bobo the Bear Guard's Birthday

ZOE: What can we do for his birthday

BABY BEAR: We can get him a Birthday Card

LITTLE BIRD: And Peter, why don't you get him a big jar of honey

PETER: Good Idea

(later)

PETER: Got the Birthday Card and the Big Jar of Honey

LITTLE BIRD: Why don't we go to room 4 to give his presents to him

ZOE: Good Idea!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: How about a cookie jar in the shape of a beehive?
MN: Sounds nice...hey, Nora, you look a little depressed.
Nora: Yeah, tomorrow's Monday and the first day of classes after break.
MN: Oh, good point. That's enough to make anyone depressed.
Nora: Yeah, and on top of that...
MN: The alarm's going to go off an hour earlier, 'cause it's daylight savings time now here...
Storyteller: Oh, stop lamenting, both of you.

[theprawncracker]

Uncle Deadly: Hmm... I wonder where Ryan has gotten off to these past few days... Ah, what's this? A voice mail? *presses button on answering machine*
Ryan: *voice message* Hey guys, it's Ryan. I'm fine, I just went out for the weekend, I'll be back full-force tomorrow. Give everyone my best, see ya then!
Uncle Deadly: Oh, well that answers my question then, doesn't it.

[The Count]

Yes... But it doesn't answer the question as where he went ff to. And why he didn't tell us.

Daylight Savings Time you say? God thing the oly effect such a timezone has on me is realign TV schedules from all the US cable channels back to the time they're announced for.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *walks into lobby* Hey Pops!
Pops: Well, I'll be, lookie who decided to come back!
Ryan: Yup.
Pops: Where were ya?
Ryan: Off at my aunt and uncle's house.
Pops: Oh, I see.
Ryan: *leans in* *whispers* And... uh, just between you and me... I'm still there. *wink* See ya Pops! *walks up to room 25* Hey guys! I'm back! *looks around* ...Guys? Where is everyone? ...Hey, what's this? *finds note* Dear Ryan... we'll be back later... Clifford had class, Uncle D.'s in the library, Ernie and Bert went to breakfast, and Gonzo and Camilla went rocket-powered water skiing... love, your dormies. ...Well, that's just great, they're not here when I come back... sheesh, oh well, more Ryan time. *grabs chips and plops down on couch*

[The Count]

Yep... And don't forget, Clifford's party is this Thursday. So better get a plannin'. Maybe you'd like me to warn Sis and Skeeter...

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Clifford's birthday is on Thursday? Yeesh, well there goes my week...
Ernie: *walking in* Oh, hi Ryan. Welcome back!
Ryan: Hey there Ernie. Thanks. It's good to be back.
Ernie: I bet. Hey, how's your new story coming along?
Ryan: Eh, it's okay. Slowly but surely, ya know?
Ernie: *nods* Is everybody else still out and about?
Ryan: As far as I know.
Ernie: How could you not know?
Ryan: I don't know.
Ernie: ...Oh.
Ryan: Yeah... Say, you wanna come to the mall with me? I've gotta find Clifford a birthday present.
Ernie: Sure! Sounds like fun. I could use a new bugle too.
Ryan: *gulp* Oh boy.

[The Count]

*Bats leave a birthday card for Bobo signed by The Count and myself, along with an unbreakable jar wrapped in our batty wrapping paper. The tumbler is filled to the brim with freshly fried cream cheese filled jalapeño pepper poppers. Hope you like 'em Bobo, happy birthday!

[Erine81981]

This will keep Bobo happy. A bunch of honey jars all filled with his favorite honey. *sets it down beside Ed and the Count's present for Bobo* Wonder if i have forgotten to do anything? *thinks* Nope not that i can remember. *goes back to the room and watches some tv*

[The Count]

Hey, anybody seen Lisa? You know where she's at Rowlf? Oh, that's... Erm, and Robin, he's... Right gathering the stories on how you all became Muppets and reporting his findings to Melissa (Java). Well, if you see Lisa, tell her Melissa and Robin need help translating the Chef's origin story. And I hope she's doing well after the play and everything.
Bye Rowlf.

[TogetherAgain]

<in room 24... where the door has been repaired at some point>
Rowlf: ...<Sneaks up... and uses his paws to suddenly COVER LISA'S EYES!>
Lisa: <makes various high-pitched squeaky sounds while swatting at Rowlf's paws> ROOOOOWLF!
Rowlf: SHE SPEAKS! <removes his paws from Lisa's eyes>
Lisa: Nice to SEE you too.
Rowlf: Nice to HEAR you.
Lisa: Okay, so I've been a little holed up-
Rowlf: Noticeably anti-social.
Lisa: I'VE- ...Been thinking, that's all.
Rowlf: About...?
Lisa: Guess.
Rowlf: Play.
Lisa: Good dog.
Rowlf: Woof. ...So what about it? You never told us if you got in!
Lisa: I... I did get in.
Rowlf: <shakes Lisa's hand> Congratulations!
Lisa: ...Yeah, thanks...
Rowlf: What's wrong?
Lisa: ...I'm not gonna be in the play.
Rowlf: But you got in.
Lisa: Yes, I got in. But I won't be in it.
Rowlf: Why not?
Lisa: ...<deep breath> Because it's a very small part that I don't feel would be equal to what I would be giving up for it.
Rowlf: But it's your last high school play-
Lisa: And I'm turning it down.
Rowlf: Any way we could talk you out of it?
Lisa: Too late. I all ready talked to the director about it.
Rowlf: ...Oh.
Lisa: You had something to say, though? Before we mentioned the play-
Rowlf: Right!
Lisa: Left.
Rowlf: Ed asked me to tell you that Melissa and Robin need help translating the Chef's origin story.
Lisa: ...I'm sorry, what?
Rowlf: Ed asked me to tell you-
Lisa: Rowlf- I'm a little overwhelmed at the moment...
Rowlf: How unusual.
Lisa: <grumbles>
Rowlf: I'll pass it on.
Lisa: Thanks.
Rowlf: ...But you know, you really oughta loosen up-
Lisa: Rowlf?... I really don't have time...
Rowlf: No time to write?
Lisa: Like it or not... and believe me, I DON'T like it.
Rowlf: Voice practice?
Lisa: Nope.
Rowlf: What's so important?
Lisa: Homework, of course. <sigh> ...I'll see ya around, okay?
Rowlf: <shrug> Sure, I guess...

[The Count]

Yeah... So we finally heard from Lisa again? *In Kermit voice: Oh good.
Would slip her a copy under her door, but I can't contact her any which way. So Lisa, if you're there... Go and read Melissa's latest addition to the library, a good story titled Reflections in Foam. Methinks it'll rate a 5-squeeeee alarm at least from what's been posted already, since it has a chapter dealing with that little green roomie of yours.

[Erine81981]

Hey guys. *watching Herry jump and down on the trampoline*

Herry: Hey Kyle What's up?

Grover: The guys are having fun.

I see. Nothing much Herry. Have you tried it yet FilFil?

FilFil: Not yet. I'm a little scared.

It's alright. I was scared too when i first tried one of these babies out.

Maurice: For real?

Yep.

Anything Muppet: *pops up* Hey i remember that.

Hey Ted. Hows it been?

Anything Muppet: Fine. Can i tell the story?

Sure. Why not.

Anything Muppet: *pulls out his banjo and starts playing a little tune* Listen, while I tell you, a story old and true,
About how Kyle the boy got his fear through.
He faced the toughest duty, a boy could ever do,
But he was brave and not afraid and he got his fear through!
Through, through, through, he got his fear through.
Through, through, through....

Me: I got my feeeearrrr throoough

Anything Muppet: Trampoline was carrying moo cows, and monkeys and monsters too.
There were six kids filled with cookies, and a kid who had chocolate too.
The kids were all for jumping, but i would have all year.
And getting that fear through times of that kid was the job of a bigger kid......

3 Anything Muppets, a cow and monsters: Through, through, through, he got his fear through.
Through, through, through....

Me (spoken): Oh, this trampoline full of monsters i know.
And there are lots of children on there too but
i don't know if i can get over my fear....
I must get my fear through!!!!!

Anything Muppet: But a bigger monster had gotten on and was hairy too.
The fur was furry, the trampoline was blocked, there was no place he could go.
Kyle knew the trampoline was filled with a monster he love to meet.
But Kyle knew his duty and would not admit defeat!

3 Anything Muppets, a cow and monsters: Through, through, through, he got his fear through.
Through, through, through....

Me (spoken): Oh, tough choice. Trampoline covered with fur.
If me stay here, and not try to go i'll never get on that trampoline,
I'm stuck here, all alone with kids me not even know.
Aaaaaaaaallllll alone, with nooooooooobody watching.
I'm getting scared. I'm getting VERY scared!
Oooooooh, maybe it's not too bad if i don't ever get...
Wait!! What i saying???? It be very bad if i don't face my fear.
I must get my fear through!!!!!

Anything Muppet: Well, Kyle was a hero. And his duty he could see.
Without the his fear and his courage, he wouldn't ever get over it.
The kids would be unhappy,
So Kyle raised his head.......

Me: I forget about my fear,
And get on the trampoline!!!!!

Anything Muppet: Through, through, through, he got his fear through,
he meet up with that furry monster....

Me: He's mighty friendly too!

3 Anything Muppets, a cow, monsters, me and the Anything Muppet: Through, through, through, he got his fear through.
Kyle that brave little kid got his fear through!

Anything Muppet (Ted): You did good.

Thanks Ted. So did you. So you see FilFil....Where did FilFil g...

Telly: Look up there. *points on the trampoline*

FilFil: I did it Kyle. I faced my fear.

You did it! Great job FilFil. Glad to hear it. So was it the my story?

FilFil: Not really. I did it without the help of your song.

Oh brother.

[Ruahnna]

(Kermit steps outside the door of room 20 and retrieves the mail. He is immediately ambushed, mugged for the day's mail and left sitting on the floor by a pig blur and a red-headed one.)
Kermit: Wha....?
Piggy: Something for you!
Catherine: (squealing) Did it come? Did it come?
Piggy: Open it! Open it NOW!
(Catherine tears open the package and squeals.)
Catherine: They're here! They're here! Oh--look, Piggy--it's you! And Kermit! Oh! Oh--you look so beautiful! Wow--and look at Kermit.
Kermit: Forget "look at Kermit." How about "help Kermit." The frog is down! I repeat, the frog is down!
(Catherine and Piggy rush to assist. Catherine hauls him up and Piggy dusts him off--perhaps with a little more attention to detail that is strictly necessary. Kermit blushes and stammers just a little.)
Kermit: Thank you, that's--oh, yes. Thank you, um, yes. I think I'm, um, good now. Yes.
Catherine: Sorry! I just got excited! Look what I bought with birthday money! Look! Look!
Kermit: Oh wow. These look...wow. I'd forgotten about these. (He smiles at Piggy.) Do you remember posing for these?
Piggy: (serenely) I remember posing for ALL of our dolls and decorations.
Kermit: Where did you get these?
Catherine: Internet. Oh--oh! Well, they were from my family. With birthday money.
Piggy: What are you going to do with them?
Catherine: Um, display them where I can look at them. Just think, I can put them where I can see them and look at the two of you together any time.
(THere is a thoughtful silence and Kermit and Piggy look at each other quickly. Piggy is quicker on the uptake.)
Piggy: Um, where did you get that handsome model of Kermit?
Catherine: (Absently) The internet.
Piggy: Is the, um, address where you ordered these saved anywhere on the computer?
Catherine: What? Oh--oh, yes. Probably.
(Kermit is sidling for the computer table. Piggy takes a step forward and he makes a break for it. They race each other to the computer.)
(Catherine looks up and finds herself alone.)
Catherine: Huh. Wonder where they went?
(She takes her new models happily back to her room.)

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(pajama and robe-clad group settled in on sofa)

Storyteller: Good first day, everyone?
MN: Nearly fell asleep during history class.
Nora: (sigh) I wish I could have done that.
Storyteller: Why, what's wrong?
Nora: I haven't been sleeping well lately.
MN: Is something wrong with Mrs. Farley again?
Nora: No, she's doing better. I just can't sleep.
Storyteller: Hmm, hmm...well, I don't recommend sleeping pills, those are dangerous...what about some aromatherapy candles?
MN: Wouldn't recommend it; could be a fire hazard...what exactly is keeping you awake? Overactive brain? Lumps in the pillow?
Nora: I think it's just an overactive brain.
MN: I have the same problem. I drink a mug of chamomile tea each night before turning in, and it seems to work.
Nora: Isn't that what Peter Rabbit's mother gave him?
MN: That's the stuff. I'll brew you a mug and we'll see if it works.
Storyteller: Yeah, and try sprinkling a little bit of powdered snoozegrass in it. Works like a charm for me, and it's perfectly safe.

[The Count]

Hee... Do I hear a chorus of Somebody's Getting Married from up above on the second floor?
Just hope she found some place cheaper than ToyWhiz. They charge three times the accepted price for that ubber-exclusive, if it's the one I'm thinking of. Then again... Hope she's been keeping tabs with the discussion about the ones recently released by Brass Key, not worth shelling out the clams for those based on the reviews.

Oh well... Off to dreamland.

[The Count]

Sure has been quiet here lately... Got some great fanfic updates, well, OK only one or two. Wonder if the others will be updated soonerishkibbible (my word).

*Stuffs house keys in jeans' pockets while finishing to get ready to leave for another day on campus.

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Hey Big Bird, did I remember to show you the postcard that came from Bryan over the weekend?
Big Bird: You sure did! I was so happy to hear from him!
Beth: Me too, I'm glad he's having a good time
Big Bird: I was wondering, is there anyway I can write to him?
Beth: Well, he's traveling through different cities and not staying real long at each one so it makes it kind of hard
Big Bird: Oh
Beth: But, you know what you could do? You could write Bryan a whole bunch of letters telling him what you're up to and he can read them when he gets back. Kind of like a diary. Then you won't forget to tell him anything
Big Bird: That's a great idea! Thanks Beth
Beth: Anytime. Now, I wonder where the rest of my roomies have gone off to

[The Count]

Yes... Or you can write a bunch of letters, letters with a message for Bryan (not just single letters, small SS joke)... And leave them in his Postcards mailbox. Methinks Bernice's delivering those to him at regular intervals, though you should check with Bert in Prawny's room to make sure.

Have you checked the pool Beth? *Off to PM box to ask questions to my trusted fictional peers.

[theprawncracker]

Uncle Deadly: Ryan my fiend, why aren't you writing?
Ryan: Sheesh, Uncle D., I just finished Trip! Can't a Prawn get a break?
Uncle Deadly: Not likely, no.
Ryan: *mutters* Where's Bert?
Uncle Deadly: He and Ernie went to send Bernice off with a postcard for Bryan.
Ryan: Oh, that's geat! Well, I guess I have some writing to do. Eh, Uncle D.?
Uncle Deadly: Indeed you do. Now get on it, boy!

[The Count]

Just finished dinner, a big bowl of yummy cold cole slaw. Only two places I know I can get some good cole slaw is KFC and from my mom, this recent batch was supplied by the latter. Also had some pieces of fried popcorn chick... Er, um, whity meat. That toaster oven's sure getting some good usage.

Oh, Beth, if you get home... Could you please send me copies of all four of Rowlf's stories with all the errors fixed up please? Thanks.

[The Count]

*Creepy organ music plays, to the tune of "You've Got A Friend".

Hello from the dorms management team. Perhaps you've noticed the chirping of birdies in the air lately, or the bloom of new flowers on the buds of the trees around town. Spring is almost here, and so is a great event.
Old news to RHLC members... William (ilikemuppets) and Caroline (Skye) have been engaged for the last month, announcing their plans to get married after meeting and becoming a couple thanks to the power of MC. As Erin has often commented, love comes to Koozbane. And now, apparently, MC as well.

We don't know when the wedding will be, but that's what this message is for. It was suggested and I put it to a vote, as to whether you think the dorms should host their reception party commemorating the momentousness of Will and Caroline's pending nuptials.
Please send in your vote as to either "Yaey" or "Nay" either via PM or forum E-mailer should the PM box get filled up. Hexpect to hear from each and every resident before making a fully informed decision and report it to the lovebirds themselves. If you want to know who's doing what as part of the wedding preparations, visit the "Attention!" thread in the Friends & Family section of the forum.

Thanks for this brief intrusion and hope to hear from you guys and gals soon.

[Ruahnna]

Piggy: (wild with curiosity) What is she humming and singing about?
Kermit: (frowning) I--I'm not sure. She said something about The Disney Store....
Piggy: (turning abruptly to Fozzie) You ask her!
Fozzie: Me? I don't...I don't want to. She looks, um, preoccupied. And happy. Can't we just wait?
(Kermit and Piggy stare at him blankly.)
Piggy: What are you talking about?
Kermit: Yeah--what do you mean, Fozzie?
(Fozzie looks at them in surprise.)
Fozzie: You mean, you mean you don't know?
Kermit: Know what?
Piggy: Spit it out, furball!
Fozzie: (patiently, enjoying his role as expert) When Catherine goes around the house humming to herself, she's planning something.
Kermit: Like--like dinner?
Fozzie: No, Kermit. Not like that. I mean--I can't believe you haven't noticed. She does this when she's, um,--"
Piggy: Plotting something.
Fozzie: No! I mean, um, well, maybe. But it's usually good.
(They all look at one another.)
Fozzie: (helpfully) She said something about birthday money.
Kermit: (looking reassured) Oh, well. I guess we'll just have to wait.
Catherine: (from across the room) Yes--you will. But it will be a good surprise!
Fozzie: How does she do that?
Kermit: Yeesh!
Piggy: (huffily) You might at least have told Moi.
Catherine: (humming) Tomorrow--you'll see tomorrow....

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Ah, spring is here... the birds are chirping... love is floating about... Why the heck can't I get any?
Camilla: *nuzzling Gonzo* Brawk baww...
Gonzo: *arm around Camilla* Hey there Ry, Camilla and I are taking in a spring picnic. Care to join us?
Ryan: Nah, I wouldn't want to intrude. Besides, Ernie and I still have some work to do on Clifford's birthday present.
Gonzo: *shrug* Suit yourself. C'mon my little Rice Krispie treat, let us make leave!
Camilla: *wide eyes* Brawk! Bawk bawk bawk!
Gonzo: Leave! I said leave! Sheesh! *they leave*
Bert: I don't get it.
Ryan: Good. Okay, Ernie, grab the streamers...

[The Count]

Hmmm... Looks like things are well under way for tomorrow's party.
Still need to hear from Kim and Kyle, they'll get here eventually.

*Goes off to fanfic library to see if I can get the authors to sign a couple of copies of their works.

[christyb]

*Off in the real world in the coffee shop. Skeeter is sitting at a table sipping coffee*

Skeeter: Slow day isn't it?

Christyb: Yep, it's spring break here in Martin. Oh well it means I can research on the net and be around more.

Skeeter: Always a plus. I think I'll go check out what's happening in the dorms.

Christyb: Okay see ya.

[The Count]

The real world? What's that like? Is that Real World 19 already?

*Back at the dorms: Oh hi Skeeter. Big news, Clifford's B-Day's tomorrow. Talk to Ryan, he's putting the bash together. No, it wasn't previously broken.
*Small joke.

BTW: Please remember to ask Sis to weigh in on whether the dorms should host the RHLC lovebirds' party after they get hitched, whenever that'll be.
And she can always drop me a message if she wants more roomies in there with you gals.

[christyb]

Skeeter: I know. That's why I came home. To surf ebay for the perfect gift. Which I haven't found yet. I'll tell her about the bash. We'll let you know once we finish debating on a roomie.

[The Count]

OK, thanks. Will probably leave for afternoon/night classes in a little bit. So don't be surprised if you find a fanfic update in the inbox.

*Walks off, hmm, think I'll drop by Mrs. Pepper's Music Hath Charms store and pick up something forClifford. Might as well do some gift shopping for the Chef and Big Bird while I'm at it too.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: How's that cake coming Bert?
Bert: I'm just getting ready to put it in the oven.
Ernie: Oh good. Hey, Ryan, where do you want me to put the napkins?
Ryan: Over there on the table.
Uncle Deadly: *examining cake ingredients* Bert... exactly how much yeast did you put in that cake? *holds up empty yeast box*
Bert: The recipe called for three. So I put in three boxes.
Ryan: *grabs recipe card* Bert! It says three tablespoons!
Bert: Oh dear...
*the oven rumbles*
Ernie: Um... Ryan?
Ryan: *sigh* Ernie, call the bakery...
*oven explodes cake batter everywhere*
Clifford: *walks in* *looks around* *takes a lick of cake batter* Mm-mm! Vanilla! My favorite! Hey Ry, I think I'd like this kinda cake for my par-tay tomorrow, heh heh.
Ryan: *falls over in pile of cake batter*
Bert: *raises eyebrow* This is almost as bad as the lemon custard.

[christyb]

Skeeter: *outside the kitchen trying to signal Ryan without Clifford seeing* Pssstt! Ryan! Over here!

[Skeeter Muppet]

Boober: W-what was that? Earthquake?
Kim: Nah. Sounded more like a cake exploding.
Gillis: And how would YOU know?
Kim: Never you mind, Gillis.

-Kim

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *spies Skeeter* Uh... Clifford, quick, run into the room and get me some socks!
Clifford: ...O-kay...? *goes into bedroom*
Ryan: *locks Clifford in* Uncle D., watch him. *to Skeeter* Yeeees?

[christyb]

Skeeter: *raises an eyebrow* Socks? That's the best you can come up with? Anyways, you wouldn't happen to know what Clifford would love for his birthday would you?

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *wipes icing off forehead* Well, he did say he'd like one of these cakes... sanse the exploding of course. umm... but other than that I'm not sure... Uncle D. has fried his cell phone more than once, so a new one probably wouldn't hurt.

[christyb]

Skeeter: I guess I can get him a new cell phone. There is that new super one out. As far as baking goes, not my thing. I'm a terrible cook.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Yeah, so is Bert...
Bert: I heard that!

[christyb]

Skeeter: So what caused the explosion? Normally all you have to do to cakes from a box is add eggs.

[The Count]

Count, coming by: Yes... But it looks like Bert made the yeast of vhat he had to vork vith.
*Small joke.

Vell, now you'll have plenty of food the next time Uncle Deadly locks you in your room to get you to write/post more story Ryan.
*Walks off to check if the goodies from yesterday's Muppeteer bake sale in the RHLC arrived.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: ...Well, maybe that was the problem. *calls into room* Bert, we didn't even NEED yeast!
Bert: Oh... that would explain it.
Ryan: Explain what?
Bert: Why the second cake exploded when I put three tablespoons in.
Ryan: *sighs* Good grief...

[christyb]

Skeeter: *laughs* I'm off to town to pick out a new cell phone for you know who. Would you like me to place a cake order at the bakery?

[redBoobergurl]

Red: So do you think Clifford will like this c.d. of Bob Marley's greatest hits?
Beth: I'm sure of it
Big Bird: I'm coloring him a picture of him and Hoots the Owl, I think he likes Hoots
Beth: I think you're right Big Bird
Wanda: So we're all set then right?
Beth: Yeah, I wonder if Ryan needs any help setting up for the party, I heard the cake exploded
Cookie: It not me fault this time!
Beth: Nope, it exploded before you even had the chance to eat it
Red: Well anyway, I know I'm looking forward to a good party
Beth: Me too

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *mopping up cake* Yeah, Skeet, if you wouldn't mind, would you order a cake while you're out? Thanks.
Gonzo: *comes back from picnic* Whoa! *wide eyes* I miss all the fun!
Ryan: Sheesh...

[christyb]

Skeeter: *heading into the wireless store* Okay the cake is ordered and will be delievered as soon as it's ready. Now to pick out a cell phone. Should be easy right? *walks inside the store* ....Or not.

[Katzi428]

coming in the door Blecchh..what a mess out there!:eek:
Prairie:Well...Bert tried to bake a cake. Gotta give him credit for that.
Yep...this is true!Oh!Speaking of baked goods I ran into Ed in the hallway...
Rosita:Ooh...I hope you didn't hurt him!giggle
VERY funny Senorita Rosita!!;) Anyway he was at the bakery in town and got us some goodies.Prairie...I can't say out loud what he got you,but look at what I'm doing. pantomiming googly eyes
Prairie:Huh? Ohhhh...I got it!I'll open the box in my room.
Good idea.;) Now Rosita...here's yours.
Rosita:Churros!Ay...que delicioso! What'd you get,Kath?
A chocolate croissant.I love these things!
Prairiecoming out of her room:I hid the incriminating evidence.I just hope you know who's sense of smell isn't too good!
The three of us laugh

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *puts mop away* *wipes brow* Phew... well, minor crisis avoided.
Uncle Deadly: Twice.
Ryan: Yeah. Hey, Ernie, have you started the dishes yet?
Ernie: Yup, just put in the soap. *closes dishwasher*
Ryan: ...Ernie... That isn't the right soap.
Ernie: What do you mean?
Ryan: I mean that that's laundry detergent! Not dish soap!
*the dishwasher explodes in a heap of bubbles*
Gonzo: Whoopie! Ha ha ha! We made it back just in time Camilla!
Clifford: *from room* *bangs on door* Let me outta here!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

MN: (looks up) I could have sworn that I heard a cake explode earlier today.
Storyteller: Ooh, yes, heard something about it from Gillis...and I've been hearing rumors about a river of bubbles in one of the other rooms.
Nora: Oh, well...business as usual in the dorms.
MN: I called Music Has Charms, and I've just ordered some books of music for the steel drums.
Nora: Mrs. Farley told me that she's got a book on the history of music in the Caribbean, so I'm going to give Clifford that.
Storyteller: As for me...oh, dear, oh, dear, what to give the cool Muppet who's got everything...
Nora: Don't you make necklaces out of shells and things like that?
Storyteller: Yes, suitable for both males and females...and here's one made out of conch shells and Merggle gems.
MN: Why not give that?
Storyteller: Hmm, yes, why not?

(later)

MN: You're saying that Ernie put yeast in the cake?
Storyteller: 'Twas what I heard from Gillis.
MN: And three tablespoons...woof, no wonder the cake exploded.
Nora: What should they have done?
MN: About a teaspoon or two of baking powder.
Storyteller: Oh, it's no use correcting their mistakes, they'll just go out and make new ones.
MN: Too right. It's nature's way.

[The Count]

*Finishes off another bowl of cold cole slaw, some fried pieces of whity meat, and a tumbler of tea-flavored Crystal Light.
*Moves on to chat with Erin about the bake sale at the RHLC.
*Goes to the reading room in the common room to transcribe some tomes in order to send the copies to Christy.

[Erine81981]

Everyone got their presents there giving to Clifford?

Grover: I do. I am going to give him a cute little shirt i saw at Walmart today.

Looks nice. I got him a pair of sunsades. Think he'll like'em?

Herry: I think he will. I got him some music that i found at the Muppet Music Store. He'll love all of these songs. There all oldies. His favoirtes.

Telly: I don't know what to get Clifford. I don't really know what he likes.

Herry: Why not ask him?

Telly: Good idea Herry. Thanks. *runs off to Ryan's room*

FilFil: I haven't got him anything either. But i will.

Good gifts everyone. When it comes time for the party will have them all ready for him to open. I'm going to watch me some more TV.

FilFil: I'm going to go after Telly. He might help me too. *runs off after Telly*

Maurice: *comes in* Hey guys. Home form work.

Hey Maurice.

Grover: How was work?

Maurice: Fine. Prairie's been showing me where the truck comes when it delivers the flowers to the show in back. What's been going on here?

Nothing much. Just getting Clifford's presents ready for his birthday.

Maurice: Oh no! I forgot all about that. I still need to get him a present.

Herry: Don't worry. I need to head to the store but i'll probably go tomorrow. It's to late now. But your welcome to come with me.

Maurice: Make it a date then. I'm hungry. Any bread?

There should be. Look in the cupboard.

Maurice: Found it. *makes himself a sandwich*

[The Count]

Hello from the dorms management team. OK, we're about to start off a very busy birthday period.
So let's get things started...
Statler and Waldorf: Why must you get things started?

Happy birthday wishes go out to today's birthday Muppet... Clifford!
*Muppets Tonight intro music plays to welcome the purple-faced catfish-looking dreadlocked dude into the spotlight.

If you have questions about this guy's party, then check in with his roomie, namely that cracker of prawns or chest of drawers or whatever he's calling himself now.
Have fun guys and gals!

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *jumps on Clifford's bed* Happy birthday!!
Clifford: *drowsy* Why... dude... why?
Ryan: It's your birthday! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Clifford: *rolls out of bed* Alright... who gave the Prawn coffee?
Ryan: I did! Whoo! Now c'mon! It's party time!
Clifford: It's too early!
Ryan: Not when I'm not gonna be here for the rest of the day! So c'mon! Get up, let's get this finished so I can get outta here without feeling guilty!
Clifford: *glares* Fine...
Ryan: Alright everybodeeeeeee! If you have gifts for Cliff here, just bring 'em to my room, I'll be out for the rest of the day, but Cliff, Gonzo, Uncle D., and the others will be here to collect them. Have a great day everyone! Happy brithday Clifford!!

[christyb]

Christyb: *dragging herself in her pj's behind Skeeter mumbling* I'm killing the prawn...I'm gonna kill him. Doesn't he know what time it is?

Skeeter: Spoilsport, c'mon!

Christyb: Just because you got him the gadget of the century and it cleaned our room doesn't mean that I have to be there! He'll get my shadow box that I made of his greatest Muppet's Tonight moments and enjoy it while I'm *yawns* in bed.

[The Count]

*Count, playing the bat-organ while I'm groovin' in full Dr. Teeth voice: Hey hey... Congrats Rye bread... Quad 8's, or double 88's. And on Cliff's B-day. Outrageous my prawn.
And a very merry felicitations to our hip bretherend from that o so melodiously Muppetational shindig known as Muppets Tonight.

Have a most indubitably psychadelic par-tay!

[Erine81981]

Alright everyone. Out to the hallway over to Ryan's room to place Clifford's presents down by the door.

Grover: *salute* I am ready.

Herry: *salute* So am i.

Maurice: *salute* I'm here.

*looks down but doesn't see FilFil or Telly* Where are FilFil and Telly?

Grover: All i remember is they were out getting a present for Clifford.

Herry: They should of waited and gone with me and Maurice.

Maurice: Maybe there around here somewhere.

Well i hope they get here soon. Alright then. Well wait till them two get back.

[anytimepally]

Don Music, Johnny Fiama, & I enter the MC Dorms building. Don and I are loaded with luggage.

Don Music: At last! Someplace where my brilliant music will be appreciated . . . (turning to me) and you’re sure they have filtered water?
Randall: I don’t know, Don. If not, I’ll buy you your own personal filter.
Don: (beaming) That would be splendid!

Johnny taps me on the shoulder as we reach the desk.
Johnny: (whispering) Who is that guy?
Randall: That’s Don Music, Johnny.
Johnny: Yeah, but who is Don Music?
Don: Only the world's most famous and beloved composer and lyrist! You must be some kind of singer to have never heard of me.
Johnny: (sighing) I miss Ma already
Randall: (trying to avoid a confrontation on our first day) Johnny, isn’t Sal coming?
Johnny: Yeah, yeah, yeah.. you know how that crazy monkey is. He’s just a little behind.

The door to the MC Dorms building swings open to show Sal Manilla arriving, Johnny Fiama’s luggage piled in his arms high above his head. He tries to see where he’s going by looking to the side but still has some trouble.

Randall: (running to help Sal) Johnny, don’t you do anything for yourself?
Don Music: That poor, poor monkey!
Johnny: No, no.. then what would Sal do?
Sal: That’s right Johnny, my best pal in the whole wide world.
Johnny: (shaking his head) What’d you do this time, Sal.
Sal: Well, ya see, Johnny, I kinda, sorta missed the first step out there. But I think I found everything.

(Don Music starts playing “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” on the ring-for-service bell on the front desk)

Johnny: My suits! My poor, poor suits! Sal, they can’t take the wrinkles!
Randall: Calm down, Johnny
Sal: I know, Johnny. You want I should iron them?
Johnny: Yeah, yeah.. as soon as we get to the room… Oh, the humanity! Can we get the key to room . . . what room are we in again?
Don Music: 30.. because they didn’t have a room 88... 88 keys on a piano, you know.
Johnny: Ok.. Room 30.. Please! It’s an Armani emergency!!
Randall: Don’t be so rude, Johnny.. it’s your own fault, anyway. Just relax.. we’ll be in our room in a bit.

[Erine81981]

*looks out the door* Hey there's some new members. Look.

FilFil: *comes running into building with something in arms* Watch out! Coming though. *knocks over Sal and Don* Oh sorry bout that. *picks up the present and runs off towards room 26* Hey there Kyle. What are you looking at?

I'm looking at our new members you just knocked over. You did apologize?

FilFil: Yes. I wouldn't ever say i'm sorry.

Since your here i have a question to ask.

FilFil: Ask away.

Have you seen Telly?

FilFil: Not really. I thought he was here.

Nope. I thought he might be with you getting a gift for Clifford's party today.

FilFil: Not that i know of. I'll be in my room wrapping. *dances off to his room humming "Dancing the night away"*

Thanks alot FilFil. *heads out into the hallway* Hello there. I'm Kyle. Sorry about my roomie. He's a little in a hurry. *spots Don Music* Oh my gosh! Are you really the Don Music?

[anytimepally]

Don: Well, of course, I'm the one and only Don Music. Wonderful to meet me, I know... Always nice to meet a rabid fan!

Randall: Hiya Kyle! I'm Randall... It's ok.. don't worry about Sal.. he'll just shake it off. And Don's head's so big, it probably cushioned the blow.

Sal: Yeah, yeah.. I'm useta being knocked around a bit.

Johnny:(chuckling to himself) 'Music?' That's your really last name?

Don: Why, yes.. my father's name was Richard Music, and there are generations of musics 'playing' through my family tree.

Randall: So.. I hear it's Clifford's birthday today.

Don: You'll have to forgive us for not having gifts

Sal: Yeah.. it bein' our first day and all.

Johnny: Does he need a new Italian suit? (lowering his head in mourning).. mine are all ruined

Sal: (sniffling) geez Johnny, I'm sorry

Randall: Lighten up, Johnny.. now just because we're new doesn't mean we can't do something for Clifford

Don: I'VE GOT IT!! I'll write Clifford a birthday song.. A Don Music Original.. He'll be eternally grateful!! And, so you guys don't feel left out, you can sing along!

Johnny: Oh, great.. Tony Bennett never had to sing backup.

Randall: That's a great idea, Don!

[Erine81981]

*shaking his hand* I have all your records Mr. Music. Your one of my favorites of all music writers. Nice to meet you Randall. Glad to have new dormie living here. Yea today's Clifford's b-day. Oh that would be great Mr. Music. Can't wait to hear it. Don't worry Pops our clerk will be with ya'll soon. Sorry ya'll are having to wait so long. Nice meeting ya'll and can't wait for you and your friends to meet with the rest of the dormies and the rest of my crew.

Pops: Zzzzzzzzzzzz...zzzzzzz...

Is that who i think it is? *looks behind the desk and sees Pops sleeping* Yo Pops!

Pops: *jolts up* Uh...what? *yawns* Oh sorry 'bout that. I seem to snooze alot. So what is the deal?

We have new dormies moving in. See?

Pops: *lifts glasses and looks* Oh why we sure do. Oh sorry 'bout that. I seem to snooze alot.

Uh you just said that.

Pops: I did? Oh i did. Well here you go. I see our Mr. Ed has already had you key set out for you and your members. *hands Randall the key* You and your crew have a nice stay here. *lifts his glasses again* Boy is that kid hairy.

That isn't no kid. That's Sal the monkey.

Pops: Oh sorry 'bout that. I seem to...

*nudges Pops*

Pops: What?

[anytimepally]

Johnny: How's this crazy kid got all his records? I'm the big-time star here.
Randall: Maybe he's just never heard you sing, Johnny.
Sal: (with his 'dukes' up) Whatdaya mean 'maybe he ain't heard Johnny sing'?!?!?!!! Who ain't heard Johnny sing.. I'll tear 'em limb from limb!!! Johnny's a legend! Only the greatest singer every to blow hot-air at a microphone?
Johnny: Hey! Whatcha mean by 'hot-air,' there Sal?
Sal: Oh.. sorry Johnny.

[The Count]

Ahem, Kyle... Pops may be here at the dorms as our doorman, but he's not the clerk. Clerk duties are my department, along with guiding new residents to their rooms. So please keep that in mind in the future.

Hey Randall! *Don Music takes the key and heads off for the stairs. Stairs? What stairs? There are no stairs, we got rid of those in favor of our well-working dumbwaiter elevators set up inside the Old World furnaces occupying the rear right corners of all floors' common rooms.

Besides, you don't even know where your room is. OK, take the elevator up to the third floor, that's just one floor above the main floor we're on now. Once you get out and step into the common room on that floor, you turn to your left and find the first door down on your left, that's the one marked with a number 30. You should be able to find it easily. The bathrooms are the last door down on the left at the end of the other hallway on that floor.
Hope you find it, LMK if you have any questions. Glad to have you aboard as a new resident here at the MC Dorms.

[Erine81981]

Sorry again Ed. I seem to mess up everytime i try to help. Thanks for telling me. Talk to you later.

[anytimepally]

**okay.. fixed the above post to remove references to stairs and keys.. sorry about that :) **

Randall: Thanks, Ed! Ok, guys.. let's get up to our room.
Don Music: Yes, I must get to work on Clifford's birthday song!
Johnny: And I have to try and save delicate Italian fabrics!

(We take the elevator up one floor and step into the common room. Then we turn left and find the first door on our left.. Room 30)

Randall: Ah.. Home Sweet Home, at last.
Don: mmhm.. I can feel the music in the walls.. what an excellent room choice!
Johnny: Quick, Sal! .. to the ironing board!
Sal: Right, Johnny!

**room description will follow, but probably in the morning**

[tvlistingman]

PETER: It is Clifford's Birthday Party tonight and what are we going to give him for a gift

ZOE: How about get a Magic Set

BABY BEAR: Good Idea

LITTLE BIRD: Maybe He can Hire Mumford

PETER: Yeah, Now were off to the party tonight! : )

[anytimepally]

In our room, as we prepare to record our song on a CD to give Clifford for his birthday

Don Music: (into a microphone) Attention Ladies and Gentlemen, in honor of our good friend Clifford's birthday.. well, come to think of it, he hasn't yet had the wonderful pleasure of meeting me.. but, Clifford, you'll love me, of course. And, since it is your birthday, I have written a song for you. It's a Don Music original, as since this will be the only recording, this CD is likely to be worth loads of money someday. I do hope you've had a wonderful birthday, and I just know you'll love the song. It will be sung tonight by a friend of yours, Johnny Fiama!

(to the tune of Mary Had a Little Lamb)

Johnny:
Clifford is a purple guy
Sal, & Me:
(purple guy) (purple guy)
Johnny:
Clifford is a purple guy
. . . and he’s the coolest cat around

Johnny:
This is his happy birthday song
Me & Sal:
(birthday song) (birthday song)
Johnny:
This is his happy birthday song
Don:
. . . that Don Music just now found

Johnny:
And Randall and Sal are singing along
Me & Sal:
(singing along) (singing along)
All:
Yes, everybody is singing along
Don (speaking):
though slightly off-key
All:
. .. for Clifford’s Happy Birthday time song!!!!

All, though not quite together: Happpyyyyyy Birthdayyy Clifford!!!

Don Music puts the newly recorded CD into it's case, which Sal and I made shoddy, but adequate artwork for.

Randall: Okay, guys.. let's get to that party :p
Sal: there's gonna be cake, right?

[The Count]

That's OK Kyle. You were online when Randall came in, I wasn't. And your natural helpfulness kicked in, is sokay.
Wil there be cake at Clifford's party? Well, so long it doesn't explode in the oven like last time.
Hee. OK guys, have fun and see you later.

[Erine81981]

Grover: Finally glad Telly got his present here.

Herry: I know but it's really big too.

I know. It's like huge. Wonder what it is?

FilFil: A big dancing robot.

Grover, Herry and Me: A dancing robot?

FilFil: What? It could be that.

Maurice: Whatever it is i can't wait to see it.

Telly: Hey guys. I am so glad that i finally got Clifford's present.

So are we. What is it?

Telly: I can't tell you guys.

Grover: It is us Telly. We're not Clifford.

Herry: Come on. Tell us.

Telly: You all will just have to wait.

We all groan

[Muppet Newsgirl]

MN: Okay, so we got Clifford's books and the shell necklace delivered okay, so it looks like things are going okay.
Storyteller: Heard you saved the French club from a terrible fate today.
MN: Me? (laughs) Yeah, just the fate of boredom and ennui. The DVD player conked out just as we were getting ready to watch the rest of Amelie, so I had to bring in my laptop and hook it up to the projector.

(enter Nora)

Nora: Hey, guys, new residents in town.
MN: Oh, that would be Randall, aka anytimepally, and his crew.
Nora: You've met them?
MN: Yeah, I'm on the resident application committee for a bit.
Storyteller: Wow.
MN: But enough of that...let's trot on up to the third floor and meet and greet...and get to Clifford's party.
Nora: But we don't know what room they're in.
MN: No problem, there's going to be lots of singing coming from up there. Shall we?

(gang heads out)

[The Count]

They're in Room 30. I'll be upstairs in a moment... Checking on the basketball games, I'm in an office pool with a few buddies from that CMX place.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

MN: Gotcha. Room 30, you guys.
Storyteller: Oh, of all times for my bunions to act up...
Nora: What are you talking about, Ed himself said that there's only elevators in the building. We can just ride up.
Storyteller: Yeah, well, my bunions get aggravated by riding in elevators.
MN: Good grief...is that even possible?

[The Count]

Dern cable... Gotta call the TV people to see what happened and get it fixed. Looks like I'll be watching the scores on the computer.

[Erine81981]

Grover Tv Repairer Monster: *knocks knocks* Hello there sir. I heard you need some help with your cute little TV.

[The Count]

Well... I did, but the people from my cable provider already fixed it. Thanks though Grover, or strangely familiar TV repairer monster.
Heh, that reminds me of a joke from the Grim Adventures.

[Erine81981]

Grover Tv Repairer Monster: *shoves self in* Thank you then sir. *goes over to the tv* I see what is wrong with it. *pulls plug out of tv* There now it should work. Try it now.

[The Count]

Count: OK... *Presses remote control and a short lightningbolt zaps Grover.
You did remember to plug in the telewision, didn't you Grover? Grover?

[Erine81981]

Grover Tv Repairer Monster:*gets up* Whoa. I got a bit of a jolt. *dust off fur* Glad i could fix it sir. I will see you later. Bye. *runs out the door up to room 26*

[christyb]

Christyb: Sorry to tell you big brother but when the repairman runs like that that can't be a good sign. :)

[The Count]

Count, to Christy: Confidentially... The TV vas back before Grover came in... And all he did vas unplug the telewision. So it's OK.
Thanks though. *Plugs TV back in and sets to watching games while Ed's away on campus.

[Katzi428]

walking outside Room 6 and seeing Grover the TV Repairman with spiked fur Holy crow!:eek: New hairdo, TV Repairman Grover? Or just a little accident in fixing the TV in Room 1? You still look cute though!;)

[Erine81981]

Grover: *takes off hat* A run in with Ed's cute little tv. But i feel alright. Thanks Kathy. Your also cute yourself.

[Katzi428]

Grover: *takes off hat* A run in with Ed's cute little tv. But i feel alright. Thanks Kathy. Your also cute yourself.
Awwww shucks!Thanks Grover!:)

[Erine81981]

Grover: I guess i am going to head back to the room. Tell *rolls his tongue* Rrrrrrrrrostia and Prairie hi. Bye Kathy. *heads back to the room* Hey guys.

Hey Grover. What's you been up too?

Grover: Well if you have to know. I was fixing Ed's tv. Didn't do so well.

I can see. Are you alright?

Grover: I guess. My cute little furs burned but it is ok. I am going to go take a bath.

Ok. Arlight Herry. It's your turn.

Herry: *looks at cards in hand* Do you have an 8?

*snaps fingers* Here you go.

[anytimepally]

**Description of room**:

Room 30 is, like most dorms, a rectangle. As you enter the room, to you left are two sets of bunk-beds in an L-shape against the far corner. Johnny Fiama and Don Music sleep on the bottom bunks, with Sal Manilla above Johnny and Me above Don. Between these beds and the door sits a medium-sized bed-table with the gold record player that Sal gave Johnny for Christmas in 2002 on it, as well as a photo of Sal’s mother (who looks a little too much like the gorilla from Donkey Kong). On the other side of the bunk-beds is a microwave-refrigerator. The fridge is almost always stocked with canolis, thanks to Ma Fiama, who sends a batch per week whether we can eat them all or not. Beside this is our TV/DVD/VCR, which is almost exclusively used by Sal and I, as the others have “more important” things to do. Sal likes to watch Wacky Races and old monster movies. I enjoy comedies and old movies (particularly Marx Brothers’ movies). Beyond this is a closet for Me, Don, and Sal. In the opposite corner from where the bunk-beds sit (the far right corner as you enter) is where Don Music’s piano is located. It’s an upright piano, so it doesn’t take up too much space. And it also includes a bench for Don to sit on while he plays, and beside the bench is a small desk on which Don can write his songs. Atop his piano is a Bust of Beethoven and his Grammy Award (whether he actually won it or had one made is a subject of much debate). On the wall above the piano is a framed 8X10 photograph of Don’s hero, music legend Joe Raposo. Beside the piano is Johnny Fiama’s suit closet. On the inside of the door of this closet, he keeps a photo of his long-lost love, the Wicked Witch of the West. In the corner of that wall (the near right corner as you enter) is a life-size replica of Johnny’s hero, fellow crooner Tony Bennett. Along the front wall, to the right of the door as you enter, is a four-shelved bookcase with a desk on either side. The desk closest to the Tony Bennett is Johhny’s, and has a framed photo of Johnny’s Ma on the wall above it. The other desk is mine and has my computer on it, a Chicago Cubs lamp, a candle in one of those old, antique candle holders like Scrooge had in The Muppet Christmas Carol, and a Charlie Brown bobble-head. On the top shelf of the bookcase are my books and movies, many of them Jules Verne books and various muppet movies. The second shelf is Don Music’s and contains nothing but sheet music, most of which he has written, of course. The third and fourth shelves are Johnny’s and are mostly his albums (both in Vinyl and CD) and some Tony Bennett albums. Sal Manilla has only one book on the very end of the fourth shelf, The Little Engine That Could. The walls are painted soft blue, because Don Music finds that color relaxing, and it helps him write. The carpet is long green shag, because somebody decided to let Sal pick it out.. furry carpet for a furry monkey, he always says.

[The Count]

Well, would you look at that. Not one full day here and Randall's already a Senior Member.
*Leaves four white boxes at Room 30's doorstep, they each contain MC SM Kermit The Frog badges for the occupants of said room, their names in silver lettering upon the collars of each of the badges.Well... I did, but the people from my cable provider already fixed it. Thanks though Grover, or strangely familiar TV repairer monster.
Heh, that reminds me of a joke from the Grim Adventures.

[anytimepally]

Sal Manilla wakes up, stretches, swings out of bed and opens the door to go to the little monkey's room when he sees four white boxes on the doorstep. He looks around suspiciously to see if anyone's watching, then slips the boxes into the room and closes the door.

Sal: (shaking Johnny Fiama, whispering) Johnny, Johnny.. wake up! check this out!
Johnny: (surprised) What?! Am I on fire?.. Save Yourself!
Randall: Stop.. ::yawn:: .. yelling .. ::yawn:: ... Johnny .. ::yawn:: .. it's too early .. and it's Saturday
Sal: Nothing like that Johnny, but someone left these nice white boxes at our doorstep.
Johnny: Great, Sal.. build a fort out of them
Sal: I think there's something inside.

Johnny rolls over and sits up on the bed. I climb down from my top bunk and sit beside him as Sal brings the boxes over. Don Music is snoring away, oblivious to everything.

Sal: (ripping open his box) Oh, wow, guys! It's our Senior Member Kermit The Frog badges!! And they even put my name on one!

Sal celebrates, while Johnny and I open our boxes and try on our new badges.

Don: (still half-alseep) What's going on? Did I win something again?

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: Word around the dorms is that we've got some new dormmates.
Gillis: Did this "word" happen to say who our new neighbors are?
Kim: The guy's name is Randall; he's helped me acquire parts of my Muppet music collection. AND from what I hear he's a fellow Marx Brothers fan. Wonder who his favorite is...
Tosh: Who's he rooming with? Any Fraggles?
Kim: Doesn't appear so. But Betty Lou might find the name of one of his roommates familiar: Don Music.
Betty Lou: Don's here? Really?
Kim: Yup.
Gillis: Who's this "Don Music" fellow? He sounds familiar...
Betty Lou: He's one of Sesame Street's resident musicians. Actually, come to think of it, you remind me a bit of him...without the banging your head on the piano part.
Gillis: *blinks* The who on the what now?
Kim: Never mind, Gil. Randall's also rooming with Johnny Fiama and his right-hand monkey, Sal.
Boober: Johnny's right hand is a monkey?
Kim: No! *sighs* Why don't we just go up and say hi, and you'll see for yourselves. Okay?
Roomies: Okay. (Tosh: Let's go, Beast).

-Kim

[anytimepally]

Randall: Hi Kim! Gillis, Tosh, Betty Lou, Boober! Nice to meet you guys. I think Chico's my favorite Marx Brother, but it's so hard to choose.
Johnny: (picking up Tony Bennett, who apparently fell down) Who's there? Fans?
Sal: No, no Johnny.. they're Fraggles.. and Kim and Betty Lou.
Johnny: Tell them hello from me.. I'd greet them myself, but Tony needs me.
Randall: Sorry, guys.. Don Music's not here at the moment.. he had to go get replacement keys for his piano... always banging his head on it you know.
Sal: (shaking his fists) AND knocking over Johnny Fiama's stuff!!
Randall: Oh, and Boober, while you're here.. do you want to do my laundry? :)

[tvlistingman]

PETER: Hey, Guys, I heard that Johnny and Sal and Don Music moved into Room 30 with Randall

ZOE: Cool, Johnny Fiama and Sal the Monkey

LITTLE BIRD: And Don Music

BABY BEAR: Can we meet them

PETER: It's okay with me,

[anytimepally]

Don Music: Well, I'm back.. Randall, can you help me install these?

Randall: Sure, Don.. I don't know much about piano repair, but I can't possibly do much more damage than you... (looking past Don into the hallway) .. Oh.. Hi Peter, Little Bird, Baby Bear, & Zoe. How are you guys?

Johnny: Gee whiz.. too many people live around here.. I miss Ma's house. San Diego Bob hung around, but the rest of the neighbors kept their distance.

Sal: (with his mouth full.. and waving to the guys in the hall) Hey guys! You want a canoli?

[Erine81981]

Oscar: *sees new dormies, trashlid pops up* Who are you?

[The Count]

Uh Kyle... You do know that Oscar's trashcan is on the second floor's common room, and Randall's room is up on the third floor right? Just checking, thought there might've been a misunderstanding there. Is sokay, we rully need someone to draw a mock-up of the dorms one of these days to cut down on location confusions.
*Goes back to bed.

[Erine81981]

Oscar: *hears Ed* Randall? Hmmmmm that sounds familar. *goes back to the second floor trashcan*

In room 26...........

What are we going to eat today?

Telly: How about triangle sandwiches. *snickers a little*

Maurice: No no no. Why not pizza?
a?
Herry: That would be great but we had that yesterday. How about Monster Meal?

Those are all good choices but we need to eat something else other then what we normally eat.

FilFil: How about Chicken Fried Steak?

Everyone agrees with head nods and Hmmmmmms

Good then it's settle. Chicken Fried Steak it is. I'll head to the store for some more. Ya'll start getting all the stuff ready for the dinner. *heads out the door*

[tvlistingman]

PETER: Say, It is a Sunday Night

ZOE: What's good for Dinner tonight

PETER: Tacos

BABY BEAR: Yummy

LITTLE BIRD: And What

PETER: Were going to the Gym for a quick workout

ZOE: Okay!!!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: How was everyone's weekends?
Storyteller: A group of us went down to the Gray Grotto for a bit.
Nora: Why the Gray Grotto?
Storyteller: Because it's nice and quiet, and one of my friends had a really bad headache, so we all took her down there for a bit.
Nora: Ah. And you, Erin?
MN: The usual. Recovered from the week, did some homework, worked on a couple of quilts, did some painting, that sort of thing.
Storyteller: Oh, that's nice...so, is everyone ready for Monday?
MN and Nora: (groan)
Storyteller: Me neither.

[Ruahnna]

Catherine: I’m so sorry I missed Clifford’s birthday. It’s been so busy. I hope he likes the tie we bought him.
Kermit: (muttering under breath) At least it didn’t have Mickey on it.
Piggy: What was that, sweetie?
Catherine: What say, Kermit?
Fozzie: He said--
Kermit: Um, nevermind, Fozzie. I was just, er, talking to myself.
Fozzie: But I heard you say--
Kermit: (loudly) Hey—what do you know! I heard that we have new dormies! Catherine made some brownies and we should go and say hello and welcome them to the dorm.
Fozzie: (nervously) Are they—are they nice?
Kermit: Of course they’re nice. And you know them, Fozzie. It’s Sal and Johnny, their friend Randall—who I haven’t met, yet--and someone I know from Sesame Street.
Piggy: (muttering) Great. Another one of your weird friends from Sesame Street.
Catherine: Piggy! That wasn’t nice. And what makes you say Kermit’s friends from Sesame Street are weird?
Piggy: Let’s see—Oscar lives in a trash can, has a worm for a pet and enjoys having garbage dumped on his head.
Kermit: Um,--
Piggy: And there’s Cookie Monster, who I believe mugged you the other day when you were carrying cookies down the hall....
Catherine: But, but that was, um, a misunderstanding. Sortof.
Piggy: Uh huh. And I don’t have to explain why Grover, with his fifty-seven secret identities that are not a secret seems odd, I hope?
Fozzie: I like Grover. He’s helpful.
Catherine: Well, um, I guess all kinds of people seem odd to others until they get to know them better.
Piggy: For instance…?
Catherine: Well, Gonzo, for instance. I know at first he seems like a weird little guy who likes to do odd things, but the more you get to know him…um….
Kermit: (muttering) Not helping!
Fozzie: Um what?
Catherine: Um, okay—so Gonzo was not a good choice. But how about, um, Kermit.
Piggy: Kermit?
Kermit: Me?
Fozzie: Our Kermit?
Catherine: (a little defensively now that they are all staring at her) Well, um, yes. Kermit, um, has a frog, a pig and, you know, me for roommates. And he, um, works with a lot of different people and monsters and, um, you know, different sort of people.
Piggy: Different is right.
Kermit: Look—everybody just come on over and say “Hi” to Don and Johnny and Sal and we’ll meet Randall, okay? How long could it take?
Fozzie: Will they serve cannolis?
Piggy: (tempted) Well….
Catherine: Good! Come on, guys! It’s the neighborly thing to do. Shake a leg, now.
Piggy: (sniffing) As if!

[The Count]

Gee... Hope Clifford got the CD of cool Caribbean music my little bats dropped off at his room for his birthday last week.
It'll probably help him refine his accent, so he won't jamaica fool outta himself again. There are two more birthdays this week, with a third on Thursday. This place will sure be crazy the next few days.

[The Count]

*Sees Catherine's online. Oh, well... Maybe that means there'll be some fanfic waiting in the morning. Night all, talk to you guys later.

[anytimepally]

(in the common room.. Randall is frying something on the stove)

Randall: Ack!.. I've been misspelling "canollis" all this time.. Johnny, why didn't you tell me?
Johnny: I didn't notice. Sal does my reading.
Don: (rolling his eyes) It's a good thing you're just a singer.. you'd never make it as a songwriter.
Sal: Whatdaya mean JUST a singer?! How dare you say that about Johnny Fiama!

(Sal and Don wrestle briefly and not very intensely until Don headbutts Sal and knocks him on his keister.

Randall: No fighting, you guys. You promised you'd behave if I made breakfast foods for dinner and let you watch the Big screen TV.
Sal: (mumbling) .. yeah, yeah.. ok..
Don: Why are we eating so late anyway?
Randall: Because someone forgot to go grocery shopping.
Johnny: When are you gonna let that go? I had important things to do today!
Randall: Johnny, you sat around singing duets with fake Tony Bennett.
Johnny: And that's not important?!?!
Sal: (noticing the floor as he stands up) Hey, what's with this carpet? Radishes? That's just weird.. are you sure we moved in to the right building?
Randall: You don't like radishes, Sal?
Sal: I'm a monkey.. I'll eat any fruits or veggies you throw at me.. but that bacon sure smells..
Randall: (spinning around in horror) Sal! Shh.. I thought we agreed not to use it's real name!
Johnny: Yeah, Sal.. come'on.. you know the Pig lives just downstairs.. or downelevator.. or something..
Don: I don't get what the big deal is.. Surely, this "Piggy" can't be as frightful as you guys make her out to be
Johnny: (shaking with fear) You have no idea, Don. The Pig and I did a show together once, and I was doing a song about "big, wide rigs".. you know, 18-wheelers.. she thought I was saying "big wide pigs," and she went nuts.. karate chopped me right in the shoulder, and I fell off the stage. It still hurts when it rains
Sal: Yeah yeah, Johnny.. that was terrible!
Johnny: Hey.. come to think of it, Sal, where were you that night.. are you my bodyguard or what?
Sal: (to Randall) So.. how's the food coming along?
Randall: Soon, Sal.. Soon. So, anyway, Don.. the point is, be careful around Miss Piggy. No matter what you say or do, you never know what'll set her off.
Sal: Yeah, and she's a real Prima Donna
Johnny: You know, sort of like you're a 'Prima Don'
Don: Well, I think you're all afraid for nothing.. I think I'm going to like her.

[Erine81981]

Grover: I am going to head on to little bed.

Alright Grover. I'll see you tomorrow or whenever i get home.

Grover: Alright Kyle. Good night everybodieee!!

Herry: Good night Grover. Hey Kyle. Can i watch some tv too?

Sure Herry. Join in.

Herry: What you watching?

Full House. Cute show. Grew up watching this show. I sure do miss my childhood.

Herry: Me too.

FilFil: I'm getting me something to eat. Any body want anything?

Herry: I'll take a soda.

FilFil: Alright. *throws soda to Herry*

Herry: Thanks FilFil.

Nothing for me FilFil. Alright have something to snack on. Chips and peanut butter sandwich.

FilFil: Soda?

Have one. Thanks aways.

Telly: *comes in from out in the hallway all sad*

What's wrong Telly?

Telly: Well....Oscar told me that Bryan wasn't ever coming back.

What?! He did. Well you hold it right there Telly. Come with me Telly. I'm going ot have a talk with that grouch. *walks into the hallway over ot Oscar's can and bangs on it* Come up here you you you......grouch!

Oscar: *lid pops open* What's the big id...

*grabs Oscar by the neck* I want to know what the big idea is about telling Telly that Bryan wasn't coming back.

Oscar: *chocking*

Spit it out!

Telly: Don't be to ruff on him Kyle.

Sorry. *lets go* I got a little bit carried away.

Oscar: *rubbing his neck* Yea you did.

Well what made you tell Telly that?

Oscar: He kept borthering me. I told him to leave me alone. Scram i said. And he still wouldn't leave.

He likes you Oscar. He's your friend.

Telly: I really am Oscar. You've always been there for me.

Oscar: Grouches never help others out.

You have before.

Oscar: I know i know. I don't mean to. But i guess i can't help it. For some reason i seem to like everyone here but i also hate everyone that bugs me. I can't seem to be mean then nice. It's not a grouch way.

We all understand that Oscar but we don't lie to our firends or make them sad.

Oscar: *looks over at Telly* Well......i know this isn't grouch thing to say but i'm really sorry Telly. There i said it.

Telly: Oh Oscar. I knew you really didn't mean it. *kisses Oscar on the face* I love you so much. *walks off laughing*

Oscar: *whips off kiss* Yuck! I hate it when that happens. There's times i think ya'll are all out to get me. *yells out to Telly* Don't ever kiss me again! *groans and slams his trashlid*

All in a days work. Now to get back to my show. *goes back into room and sits down*

[The Count]

*Leaves copies of Bryan's postcard at Rooms #3, 25, and 26. This one chronicles his visit to the Louisville Slugger baseball bat museum and factory in Kentucky, his trip to the monuments in Washington D.C., and his show's performances in Maryland.

Have a good day everybody.

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Hey Big Bird, we have a postcard from Bryan!
Big Bird: Really? What does it say, how is he doing, does he miss me, how is the show?'
Beth: *Interrupting him* Big Bird slow down! I'll tell you what it says! He's been to Kentucky and Washington D.C. and it's been going very well. He got to go to a museum all about baseball and he saw all the national monuments in D.C. The show is going well although there was one night where there were only a few kids that came but he said that their smiles were worth it.
Big Bird: Sounds like he's having a wonderful time. *frowns*
Beth: Hey Big Bird, he also said he misses his roommates alot and he's been thinking about you guys
Big Bird: Really? And I thought he'd forget all about us
Beth: He'll never forget you Big Bird. Now, how about some birdseed and oatmeal for breakfast?
Big Bird: You sure know what I like!

[The Count]

Hello from the dorms management team.

Just wanted to remind you guys that we keep rolling along on what seems to be "Birthday Week".
Clifford had his party last Thursday... Well, today's date belongs to one of his half's roommates.
Yes, by now you know about Prawny and Toga being halves of each other, with Layla as their third. Don't ask me how that works...
Anyhew, today marks the day we honor in name of The Swedish Chef. Yah yah, so make sure you've got your stomach pumps handy...

And now MC Dorms, with an open heart and an empty stomach...
I say unto you in the words of our own chef...

Bork bork bork cuisinay! See you guys and gals at the party later today.

[Erine81981]

Grover: Telly! Telly!

Telly: *comes running out of the room* What.....is.....it? *whew*

Grover: You got a postcard from Bryan.

Telly: O o o what's it say?

Grover: *clears throut* This one starts off with him visiting to the Louisville Slugger baseball bat museum and the factory in Kentucky.

Telly: What else does it say?

Grover: Hold on Telly. Let me catch my little breath here. He then says he went to the monuments in Washington D.C., and his show's performances in Maryland.

Telly: Anything else?

Grover: Nope. *looks at the card more* Wait wait wait. There is more.

Telly: Oh goodie.

Grover: He says he sure does miss everybody here at the dorms but he misses his roomies the most. Yours truley, Bryan.

Telly: Oh i knew he couldn't forget about us.

Grover: Bryan would never forget about you and the rest of his roommates. Well i will see you Telly. I have to head off to work. Tell Kyle that i got some stuff at the store to cook for dinner tonight.

Telly: Ok Grover. See you later. Don't work to hard.

Grover: Do not worry. I Grover never work to hard. I just try my best. *shuts door*

Telly: Now what to do?

[Katzi428]

walking in Room 6 without my walker & boot I'm FREE! I'm FREE!!
Prairie:Funny...you don't look three!;)
You silly goose! I mean no more foot stabilizer and no more walker!:excited:
Prairie:YIPPEE!!!Oh Kath...that's wonderful news!
Rosita: Si,Kathy! That's fantastico!
the three of us hug and Gaffer starts rubbing against my legs
I still need to be careful though. The doctor told me to get a pair of sneakers that's more supportable. And I'll still be limping a bit. But that's fine.
Rosita:Right. Just take it one step at a time.
I will. Hey..I brought home a cake for the Swedish Chef.It's his birthday today. So I brought the cake and Volume 2 of Der Yummer Yummers YuBetcha! cookbook from all of us.
Prairie:Oh...he'll love that!

[tvlistingman]

(Watching Deal or No Deal)


PETER: DEAL!!!!

ZOE: NO DEAL!!!

LITTLE BIRD: NO DEAL

BABY BEAR: DEAL!!!

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *yawns* I may never get my sleep routine back in sync...
Ernie: Have you tried dancing yourself to sleep?
Ryan: It's not getting to sleep that's the problem... it's waking up and getting out of bed.
Gonzo: Have you tried tightening your mattress springs to fling you out of bed when your alarm goes off?
Ryan: ...No, I can safely say I haven't tried that. Nor am I going to.
Clifford: Good, 'cause you'd probably be springin' right through my bed.
Ryan: Well, on the bright side, I don't have any homework.
Uncle Deadly: *slides in* Then you'll be writing fan-fic?
Ryan: *whines* But Uncle Deeeeadly! I just got back from vacation!
Uncle Deadly: No excuses! Write boy! Write!
Ryan: I don't want to!
Uncle Deadly: *shocks Ryan*
Ryan: ...Somehow... I think I feel like writing...

[The Count]

*Finally arriving back at the dorms, after dining on a chicken salad with sliced almonds and a piece of key lime pie... Well, I trust that Ryan's helping his other half to give the Chef a great birthday party.
Count: Of course.
At least I hope the Chef likes his present.
Count: Vhat did ve get him?
Heh... This one's quite a clever gift. It's a kitchen apron with the phrase "Kiss The Cook" written across the chest of the apron. There might be a tag with a Jerry guy's name on it too, not sure though, the retailer I got it from wasn't clear on that point.
Count: Mmm, so, a good night's sleep then?
In a moment, there are fanfics that need perusing. Not to mention a certain prawn who promised a new tome today upon his return.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: Ah, the Chef has a birthday today.
MN: Yeah...I got him a new set of carving knives.
(silence)
Storyteller: Carving knives? For the Chef? Erin Michelle Roll, confirmation name of Bridget and screen name of Muppet Newsgirl...are you out of your mind?
MN: Now that you mention it, yes I am.
Nora: Well, I got him this book, Soome-thing Goodee in Der Kitchee. It's all in Mock Swedish, but I think it's a cookbook.
Storyteller: Well, I got him a set of new, Gorg-forged steel blender blades.
MN: Ha! And here you are lecturing me on being out of my skull!
Storyteller: I said your mind, not your skull. There's a difference.
Nora: Mind, skull, who cares. Off to the party!

[The Count]

At the risk of getting a groaner from the RHLC newsletter journalist... If you're out of your mind, then whose are you in?
Count: Back so soon?
Yeah... No real updates, oh well, mayhaps the morrow shall bear fruit. Wish the Chef a happy birthday on my behalf.
Count: Vill do.
Good, I'll post tomorrow's birthday announcement after waking up and making the rounds.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Whose mind am I in...hmm, not sure yet. But being out of my mind, it's a genetic condition common on my mother's side; we've traced it back to the ancestors in County Antrim, Ireland.

[The Count]

Good... Now I know what to say whenever I get asked that in the future. Though I usually take some umbridge.
Statler: Umbridge? I usually just take two aspirins. I'll have to try that.

Eh, maybe I'll have another good Muppety dream tonight. Had one last night and posted it in the thread, I think part of it must've been influenced from hanging around you Erin and that club. Someone oughta go in there and start a pie fight or something, it's gotten waaay too serious lately.

[Erine81981]

Hey everyone. I got these just the other day. It's the old Chef's cooking show he used to have before he blew up the kitchen. *puts in one of the DVDs*

Telly: I can't say i ever saw these.

Grover: Me either.

Herry: I had heard of them but never saw the show.

These were way before your time and my time too but i found them on Ebay and got them. Thought it might something for the Chef to remember by.

Maurice: My mom told me about these. She would record them. That's how i got to see them. Pretty funny stuff.

FilFil: I have never heard of them at all but so far i've liked them. *laughs at a part where the Chef tries to cook a turkey but forgetting to kill it*

Grover: Really funny and cute too. *points at the tv and laughing*

[Ruahnna]

Catherine, Kermit and Fozzie knock on the door 30. Piggy sulks in the background. There is the sound of piano-playing inside the room, and Kermit smiles and looks at Fozzie and Piggy hopefully.
Kermit: Sound familiar?
Piggy: Big deal! So Rowlf is visiting.
Kermit: But Piggy—that isn’t Rowlf. See the fourth roommate in Room 30 is my old friend—
Don Music: (opening door) Don Music at your service. To what do we owe the pleasure of your—Kermit! Kermit the frog, as I live and breathe! Come in, come in! And who are these folks?
Kermit: Hi, Don! Nice to have you here at the dorms. This is Fozzie Bear—he’s a comedian. And a bear. And this is Catherine. She’s a human, like you. You even have the same hairdo! And this is Piggy, my—
(Reluctantly, Piggy turns around enough to see Kermit’s friend, planning on grandstanding, but when she sees Don for the first time, she is mesmerized by his wild hair and artistic appearance.)
Piggy: (surging forward and cutting Kermit off in mid-introduction) Why, hellooo there, um, Mr., um, Music. Moi is happy to meet vous. (She proffers a satin-gloved hand, which Don has no choice but to take.) Any friend of, um, (she blanks momentarily)—
Kermit: (dryly) Kermit.
Piggy: Yes, Kermit’s, is a friend of moi’s.
Don: Well, I must say it’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss…Miss…?”
Piggy: Miss Piggy. Was that vous playing the piano just a moment ago?
Don: Why yes. You see, I’m a songwriter.
Piggy: How tres interesting! Moi is a singer!
Don: You don’t say!
Kermit: (muttering) She did say.
Sal wanders to the door, waves at everyone because his has a cannoli in his mouth, then turns and hollers, “It’s Kermit and his roomies, Johnny. No need to get up!” He goes to the bathroom and bangs on the door. “Randall! Hey Randall! We got company!”
Don: (suavely) I suppose you’re familiar with my songs. (He strikes a pose.)
Fozzie: Gee, Mr. Music--what songs have you written?
Don: (dramatically) Oh! I told those publishers that it had been too long since one of my songs was on the charts—
Kermit: Um, Don? I think Fozzie was just asking for the names of some of your songs—you know, like Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star!
Piggy: (enthralled) You—you wrote that? How clever of vous!
(Kermit is beginning to be put off by Piggy’s fascination with Don. She is looking him over with obvious approval, and seems especially admiring of his wild mane of hair. He does not seem to mind, and is looking admiringly at Piggy as well.)
Kermit: Well, he didn’t actually—
Don: And The Alphabet Song—that’s one of my all-time greatest hits.
Piggy: (squealing with delight) Oooh! I didn’t know that was you! Why, Moi has been singing that song since she was a little girl!
Kermit: (attempting to interpose himself between these two admirers) Well, isn’t this nice. Maybe we can all go down and wish the Swedish Chef a happy birthday. Together. All of us.
(Piggy and Don continue to stare at each other.)
Kermit: (to Catherine) A little help here, please?
(Catherine comes over and helps steer a suddenly clumsy Piggy out the door. She is closely followed by Don Music, who is making music-related small talk with her. Fozzie and Kermit follow, with Kermit feeling a decided cooling in his fondness for his old friend from the Street.)
Catherine: (calling back through the open door) Hey Sal! You and Johnny coming to the Chef’s birthday party?
Fozzie: Gosh, I hope there’s cake.
(Sal looks at Johnny. Johnny looks at Sal. They shrug, then get up and follow. When the room is finally empty, the door to the bathroom finally opens and Randall steps out.
Randall: Hi…guys. (He looks around the empty room.) Hey?! Where’d everybody go?

[The Count]

*Hearing the narrative from one of his bats... So that's how Catherine and her crew met Randall and his roomies. Well, I hope Randall wasn't too offput by finding his guys suddenly gone like that. And I see Cath's almost at the five-eights mark, around 625 posts. It'll be so exciting when she finally makes it... Now come, other threads to check on to help drive these bad lingering images out of my head.

[The Count]

Hello again from the dorms management team.

Hope you enjoyed yourselves yesterday at the Swedish Chef's party... And I hope the offerings were palattable. But moving on, we have another birthday today. Yes, get ready to spread the sunshine, as today marks the birth of the largest canary in the world... Big Bird, happy birthday to you!
If you have questions about the party later tonight, please talk to Beth in Room #3 who's looking after the nearly eight-foot tall fledgling during Bryan's absence.

Talk to you guys later, have a good day.

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: *whispering* Ok guys ready?
*Roomies nod as they tip toe up to Big Bird's temporary nest*
Beth: 1, 2, 3
All: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG BIRD!!!
Big Bird: *waking up suddenly* What?
Beth: Happy Birthday!
Cookie: We bring you birdseed milkshake. Me did not try to eat it, me not like birdseed much
Red: I got you a balloon to tie on your nest here, it's got a long string so it shouldn't pop
Wanda: And I've got some new coloring books with birds in them and some new crayons for you
Big Bird: Wow! Thank you everyone. I thought you'd forget
Beth: We'd never forget you Big Bird! We'll have birthday cake later today
Big Bird: Oh boy!
*Suddenly some familiar music sounds as the floor begins to shake a little*
Beth: Oh, I forgot the other surprise
Cookie: Me open the door
*he opens the door to reveal a mystery guest*
Big Bird: Snuffy!!!
Snuffy: Happy Birthday Bird!
Beth: Snuffy's here for the whole day for your birthday
Big Bird: Wow, I'm the luckiest bird around!

[The Count]

Wha huh? How did Snuffy get all the way downstairs here into the basement floor? Oh well, must be some of that MC magic. Happy birthday Big Bird, here's a card the Count and I made for you... See you at the party later tonight.

[anytimepally]

Randall, unable to find his roommates, hears voices and music coming from above and follows them all the way to the roof. There he finds Miss Piggy and Don Music sitting, while Hoots plays a slow jazz tune on his saxophone.

Randall: (to Don) There you are . . . I’ve been looking everywhere for you. What are you doing up here, anyway?
Don: Well, we were.. I mean, um.. well
Miss Piggy: (interrupting) Don and Moi were watching the sunrise.. (angrier) if it’s any of YOUR business!
Kermit: (sitting some distance away, near Hoots) (somewhat dejectedly) And me too. Sheesh.
Randall: Hiya, Kermit! I don’t think we’ve officially met yet.. I was.. um.. indisposed when you guys dropped by last night.
Kermit: Yeah.. Hi.
Randall: Sorry I missed the party last night, guys. You haven’t seen Johnny and Sal, by any chance?
Kermit: Johnny said something about having a show tonight and needing to go set up.
Randall: Or needing Sal to set up.
Hoots: Yeah.. he's playing over at Birdland.
Randall: Isn't Birdland a Jazz club?
Hoots: Yeah, but we like a little variety every now and then. And crooning is kinda like Jazz meets elevator music.
Randall: Hey, it's your club.. (turning) Don, you guys do know that the sun’s been up for some time now.. don’t you?
Miss Piggy: Don, dear, would vous mind telling your roommate to BEAT IT!
Don: Actually, if you're hungry, Randall makes the absolute best ham and cheese omelets.
Miss Piggy: mhmmhmm.. What and cheese?
(Kermit and I both find cover.)
Don: Ham .. (realizing his mistake).. I mean.. um.. turkey.
Miss Piggy: HAM THIS, YOU TURKEY!! HI-YA!
(Don gets karate chopped)
Miss Piggy: Come Kermie.. let us leave these… people!
Kermit: I thought you had a new boyfriend.
Miss Piggy: Moi? A-hahahahmm (that’s supposed to be one of Miss Piggy’s nervous laughs, but I’m not sure how to spell it)
(she grabs Kermit by the arm)
Kermit: That's sure what it seemed like last night.. and up until a few seconds ago.
Miss Piggy: Ahh.. is vous jealous?
Kermit: Who?.. Me??.. no, of course not
Miss Piggy: (as they’re leaving the roof)Oh, Kermie.. You know moi only has eyes for vous!
Kermit: (suddenly panicking and trying, unsuccessfully, to remove himself from Piggy's grasp) Wait.. DON!! DON!! Come back!
(they disappear back into the building)

Randall: You okay, Don?
Don: (banging his head against the Kermit-Flag flag post) I’ll never get a girlfriend.. NEVER!! NEVER!! NEVER!! I’m sorry Giacomo!!
Randall: (helping Don to his feet) Come on, Don.. Let’s go home.. I’ll make you some lunch.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

MN: (on phone) Oh, hi, heralde, how's it going...Ed was there...he did what? That's it, I don't care if he's the head of the dorms, this calls for swift decisive action. (slams phone down)
Voice from overhead: Is this decisive enough for you?
(lemon pie drops down onto table)
MN: Hmm...a pie. (examines it) Rolled, flaky crust, lemon curd filling, sprinkle of nutmeg on top...excellent. (looks up) Thank you, Richard.
Voice: Glad to be of service.
Storyteller: Oh, no, no, no...Richard, you're being a bad influence on those poor girls in the RHLC...Erin, what are you doing?
MN: (takes pie and heads toward door) What do you think I'm doing? It's payback time. (sweet dulcet tones) Oh, Ed, could you come here for a moment, please? ;)

Come on, it's as good as started in the RHLC.

[The Count]

*Answering message: Sorry, but the occupants of Room #1 aren't at home fright now. If you'd leave your name and where we can contact you, along with a brief message, we'll get back to you as soon as we can. Please leave your message at the tone of your doom.
*Two doomly bell tolls sound, one after the other with a final bolt-clap effect for Erin to leave her message.

[tvlistingman]

PETER: Guess What

ZOE: What

LITTLE BIRD: It's Big Bird's Birthday

BABY BEAR: Wow, were going to make him a birthday card and what are we going to give him

PETER: How about we give him a Book on Birds to see if he can do more bird watching and we need to give him a baseball hat

ZOE: Good Idea, Why don't we go down to Beth's room and give the presents to him

LITTLE BIRD: Good Idea!

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Oh, more presents for Big Bird. I'll make sure he gets them. He's out right now at the park with Snuffy and the birdketeers, but I know he'll be happy to get them when he gets back. The birdketeers usually meet on Thursday but they're having a special meeting for Big Bird's birthday.
Wanda: We have to finish the birthday cake!
Beth: I know, I know, and we should do it before Cookie and Red get back from the decorations store too
Wanda: All right, let's get down to the kitchen.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Gonzo, Camilla, did you get Big Bird's birthday present?
Gonzo: Yes sir! Right here! *hands Ryan gift box*
Ryan: And it won't explode?
Gonzo: C'mon Ryan, be serious.
Ryan: I am. And it isn't radioactive, is it?
Gonzo: Nope, it's perfectly safe.
Ryan: But you bought it.
Gonzo: What's that supposed to mean?
Ryan: Never mind... Ernie, Bert, you wanna come deliver your gift with me?
Bert: Sure, I can't wait to see the look on Big Bird's face when he opens this puzzle of America's birds.
Ryan: Heh, okay, and Gonzo?
Gonzo: No, there's no heat seeking missle targeted to the gift.
Ryan: ...Good, but that wasn't what I was going to ask.
Gonzo: Oh... what then?
Ryan: What's in the box?
Gonzo: Bird seed cookies, a beak warmer, and a new football, of course!
Ryan: ...Of course. C'mon Bert.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: Well, I hope you've learned that pie fights are...where'd she go?
Nora: I think she's off in the RHLC.
MN: (entering) No one leaves me an answering message and gets away with it.
Storyteller: You didn't.
MN: Yeah, followed him over to the RHLC and let him have it...but he got Skye with the cherry cheesecake, and another one of us with the apple-caramel.
Nora: Wow, cool! I think I'll dig out those Boston Creams in the freezer and come join you!
Storyteller: Oh, no...(retreats into hut and closes door)

[The Count]

*Leaves note on Room #7's door... Well, I told you someone should've gone in there and do something like that... So can you honestly blame me? Besides, at least I'm not in league with those SWabby people. Sure, she's my sister and all, but it's her club and she's the one who does battle with the RHLC-ers.

Anyway... Hope Big Bird's enjoying his party. Saw Snuffy earlier, good thing there's plenty of cole slaw to go with the mashed potatoes and french fries and sesame seed bun burgers.
*Drops off a present for the feathery friend at Room #3, a book of jazzy bird poetry, a baggy of sesame seed cubes, and a few pictures of some dorm friends drawn by the Count and others.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *locked in room* *again* Why can't they be patient for this story? I mean, good things come to those to wait, right?
Ernie: *outside room* Left!
Ryan: That's Lisa's line!
Ernie: Sorry!

[The Count]

Posted by der prawnideude: "Right?
Ernie: *outside room* Left!
Ryan: That's Lisa's line!
Ernie: Sorry!"

Me, from the hallway, offscreen: Sideways!

[Katzi428]

Posted by der prawnideude: "Right?
Ernie: *outside room* Left!
Ryan: That's Lisa's line!
Ernie: Sorry!"

Me, from the hallway, offscreen: Sideways!
peeking head out door of room 6Under!:)

[The Count]

Huh? Hee, Kathy... You haven't been privy to the conversations between the prawn and the toga have you?
It goes like this... One says right, then the other says left, then sideways, March, May, oh, P, Q... And so on, at least that's what I've come to understand from their strange half-speak. Maybe we can ask one of them to come and lecture us on the habits of half-speech now that they've gotten their own dictionary published.

And here's a slice of apple caramel pie some of my ghosts got from the fight at the RHLC HQ.
*Hands Kathy the piece of pie, before retreating back into his own room.

[theprawncracker]

Gonzo: *runs down to Ed's room* Ed, Ryan's still locked away, but he wanted me to tell you that it's right, left, sideways, March, May, thunder, lightning, headslap, then blink. Oh, P, and Q are nowhere involved. See ya!

[The Count]

*Calling after Gonzo: Trust me, it was in there when they were camped out up on the roof last year, during the time the dorms closed down!

Sure hope Beth and Cath read the latest addition. Wonder if I should talk to them about who/what should be #3. Oh well, they'll reply to the story eventually...
*Heads off to go to sleep.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: Grrr...all that pastry-related foolishness...why, I have a great notion to trot over to the RHLC and drag those two back here.

[The Count]

Count: Vhy don't you Storyteller? After all, ve could use some of those fine pastries for Big Bird's birthday. Oh vell, let them have their yummy fun for now.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: I ought to, but they're both taller and heavier, and in addition to a sense of humor, Erin inherited a stubborn streak from her mother...and wait a moment, why do I hear them screaming something about Scooter? (throws open portal to RHLC) That's it, I'm coming in there!

[Ruahnna]

(Piggy and Kermit are sitting beside each other on one of the lime tweed recliners. They are not looking at each other. Piggy looks flustered and upset. Kermit looks dignified and wounded. He lets Piggy hold his hand for a moment, then withdraws from her again.)
Piggy: Kermie, I...Kermie, are vous still mad at moi?
Kermit: Um, I don't..maybe. (He looks away, and Piggy looks ashamed.)
Piggy: I'm...I'm really sorry, Kermie. I didn't mean to... He was just...it was just one of those little infatuations.
Kermit: (very snarky) Yeah? Well, your little infatuation had ham for breakfast, how do you like that?
(Piggy doesn't say anything, but there is a dainty little sniff after a moment. Kermit tries to ignore it, and it is not repeated, but when he looks around to catch her eye, she looks hastily away and dabs at her eyes. Kermit sighs, and scoots back into the chair. His arms slips across the back of the chair--as subtle as a teenager at a movie--and settles around Piggy's shoulders. She looks up in surprise.)
Kermit: Oh, what the hey. C'mere.
(Piggy scooches back until she is sitting beside him with his head on her shoulder and her head leaning on his. Her arm slips around his waist.)
Piggy: Vous are very sweet to be so understanding, Mon Capitan.
Kermit: Just tell me it wasn't the hair.
(There is no sound from Piggy.)
Kermit: Um, Piggy...?

[The Count]

Count, to himself: Portal? Hmm, she must have access to the tunnels in the Matthew T. Fraggle Room. Oh vell, at least there'll be plenty of pastries for the birthday on Thursday and this coming veekend.
*Trundles off to Room #1 to head off for a night's rest in peace as well.

[Erine81981]

Ok everyone. To Beth's room. Big Bird's birthday is today so we need to bring him his presents and to sing him a song.

Everyone gathers around Beth's room and starts to harmonize

Maurice, FilFil, Herry and Telly: Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday Big Birrrrrd.
Happy Birthday toooooo......

FilFil: *gets down on one knee*.....Yooooooou.

Good job guys. Alright. Hand the presents to Beth. Sorry Bird. Grover is at work but i'll let him know to come visit you sometime tonight.

Telly: You'll like mine.

Maurice: Mine too.

FilFil: Nope. He'll like mine better.

Guys!

Herry: *hands box to Beth* He'll really like mine.

Guys! Stop it! Now quite fighting. I don't want Big Bird to think we fight all the time. Now apologize.

Maurice, Telly, FilFil and Herry: Sorry Big Bird.

Thank you guys. *hands Big Bird his present from me* You have a wonderful time Bird. Happy Birthday!

[Katzi428]

Huh? Hee, Kathy... You haven't been privy to the conversations between the prawn and the toga have you?
Me? Nosy? Never!:halo:
It goes like this... One says right, then the other says left, then sideways, March, May, oh, P, Q... And so on, at least that's what I've come to understand from their strange half-speak. Maybe we can ask one of them to come and lecture us on the habits of half-speech now that they've gotten their own dictionary published.
Ah-HA! Got it now!lightbulb going on over head

And here's a slice of apple caramel pie some of my ghosts got from the fight at the RHLC HQ.
*Hands Kathy the piece of pie, before retreating back into his own room.
Oooohhh...delicious!Thanks! getting a nice cold glass of milk to enjoy it with

[The Count]

No problem Kathy.

*Soft music starts to play, with a decidedly birthday theme to its melody.
MC Dorms were brought to you today by the letter B, for Big Bird... And by the number 20.
Count: Mmm, nice big number for our feathered friend.
Night all.

[BEAR]

Bry: (calling room 3 from an airport and leaves a message) hi Big Bird! It's me, Bryan. You must still be at your party. I hope you're having a good time. I wanted to wish you a very happy birthday. Gosh, I sure do miss you a lot. Give everyone else my regards. Happy birthday again, Big Bird! I love you. Bye. (hangs up)

[Ruahnna]

Catherine: Hey, guys! Glad to see you came to Big Bird's party after all.
Kermit: Yeah, well, we thought it might be a good idea to get out and mingle a little, you know, with other people. (This is belied by the tight grip Kermit has on Piggy's hand. The fearsome grip is happily returned.)
Piggy: The big canary's a good guy.
Kermit: (firmly) Piggy!
(Piggy subsides without a word, and Catherine gives Kermit a raised-eyebrow look. Kermit looks back defiantly, determined not to blush. He almost succeeds.)
Fozzie: Hey guys--if you are through making up you might want to come over and see the big birdseed cake. It's pretty good, if you don't mind picking the sunflower shells out of your teeth.
(Kermit looks at Piggy.)
Piggy: Whatever you think, Kermie.
(Kermit nods with satisfaction and they head toward the cake.)
Catherine: (to Fozzie) Must have worked it out.
Fozzie: They always do. Come on--I want another piece of cake!

[The Count]

*Waking up... So here it is, the first day of spring... There should be some cooling winds blowing through town, scattered rain clouds, and maybe a rainbow or two. Wonder if there's any cornbread cake left from last night's party for Big Bird. Mmm, cornbread cake with raisins inside it, yummo!

[redBoobergurl]

Big Bird: I'm so glad that Bryan called me even if I missed it for the party, it was nice to hear his voice at least!
Beth: Did you have a good birthday yesterday?
Big Bird: Yeah, I got nice presents, the cake was great, Bryan called and I got to spend the whole day with Snuffy. It was wonderful!
Beth: I'm so glad
Big Bird: Thanks for everything
Beth: You're welcome
*they hug*

[The Count]

*listening to some rock and roll music before heading off to the showers, then get dressed for afternoon classes. Mrs. Robinson just finished up, now got Higher and Higher playing. Sure hope there's something we can do to help out our local MC Radio station.
*Check out the thread entitled "Save Internet Radio" in the Announcements section of the forum.

[anytimepally]

Sal: Hey, is that guy ever getting’ outta bed? He’s been sleeping since Johnny and I got back from the show last night.
Randall: Oh, Don’s just trying to sleep off a woman, Sal. He’ll be all right.. just needs some time, that’s all.
Sal: You mean, The Pig?
(I nod.)
Sal: That pig’s always trouble, Randall . . . Johnny & I warned him.
Randall: I don’t think “I told you so” is what he needs to hear right now, Sal.
Sal: Yeah, I guess.
Randall: Listen.. I’ve got to run to the store.. be back in a bit, ok.
Sal: Yeah, sure.. oh, and if you see Johnny, tell him I’m gettin’ his suits ironed.
(I leave.)
Sal walks over to Tony Bennett and turns him on. Music starts playing.

Tony: (singing)

Smile . . . though your heart is aching
Smile . . . even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you

(Don, hearing the song, awakens and sits up in bed.)

Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile . . . what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile . . .
If you just smile

That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile . . . what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile . . .

(Tony goes back into his booth.)

Don: (tearing up) Thanks, Sal.. that really helps.
Sal: Yeah yeah.. Tony’s great.. always cheers me up when Johnny’s yelling at me.
Don: Nice to have him around here . . . and you, too, Sal.
Sal: Aww.. thanks, Don.
Don: (with gusto) Well, can’t stay in bed all day when there’s work to be done. There are legendary songs just waiting to be written!
Sal: Yeah.. and I gotta get ironing Johnny’s shirts. He wears about three per day.. it’s hard to keep up sometimes.

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: No time to write...I'm getting so frustrated!
Cookie: What wrong?
Beth: I've just had a rough week at work so far and I have this story I'm writing
Cookie: The one about doggie?
Beth: Yep and I know what I want to do with it and everything but I have had literally no time to write!
Cookie: That too bad
Beth: And I've just had to deal with some stuff that hasn't been all that pleasant this week so I'm just frustrated
Cookie: You know what me do when me frustrated?
Beth: Eat cookies?
Cookie: That too, but me also go find someone to give me hug
Beth: Oh, I see...
Cookie: You want hug?
Beth: Yeah, that would be nice
*Cookie gives Beth big monster hug*
Cookie: That better?
Beth *a little smushed*: Yeah, not sure if I can breathe, but better. Thanks.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *paces around room* Well... I've been stuck in here all day and I still haven't gotten any writing done, so I guess Ed and Uncle D.'s plan isn't working all too well.
Uncle Deadly: *knocks on door from outside* Ryan, if I was to fry one of your Muppet figurines, which would you want to go first?
Ryan: ...This is cruel and unusual. *begins writing*
Gonzo: *from outside room* Of course it's unusual, I live here!

[The Count]

You leave those figures or figurines alone Uncle D. Ryan has as big a love for those as I do. And if you mean any harm to them, well, I won't post the new segment of my own story.

*Sets to writing to post and hold a trump card over other fanfic authors.

[theprawncracker]

Uncle Deadly: *whispering to Ed* 'Twas just a ploy my fiend, I would never harm these plastic pearls, you know that. Now, do continue with your own story, as I'm sure Ryan is continuing his.

*Meanwhile, in Ryan's bedroom*

Ryan: *playing harmonica* Time passes slow when you're in the cooler...

[anytimepally]

Johnny: (entering the room) Hiya, Sal.. you got those shirts done?
Sal: Yeah, Johnny.. pressed and starched, just like ya like ‘em.
Johnny: Thanks, Sal.. (noticing Don working hard at his piano) .. Don? You’re awake.
Don: Yeah.. you were right about Miss Piggy after all.
Johnny: That’ll teach you to listen to Johnny Fiama when I tell you something.. experience is a hard teacher.
Don: I know.. but she was nothing special. Just another woman.
Johnny: You’re being too kind, Don.
Don: (taking the bait) And what made her think she was good enough for the great Don Music, anyway. I have higher standards than that.
Johnny: God willing, everyone does, Don. The Pig may be very talented, but she’s just not girlfriend material.
Don: (hesitantly defiant) You’re . . . right! It makes me feel like singing! … But I won’t.

(Don goes back to working on his next musical creation.)

Sal: Whatcha want I should do now, Johnny?
Johnny: I brought some lunch back, so I’m gonna be eatin’ that while I’m doin’ my vocal exercises.
Sal: Gee, thanks Johnny.. I am gettin’ kinda hungry.
Johnny: Whatdaya mean, Sal? This is my lunch!
Sal: (slinking away) Oh.. sorry Johnny.
Don: You should be more considerate, Johnny. Sal’s spent the whole day doing things for you.. ironing your shirts, dusting Tony Bennett, making your bed.. you could’ve at least brought him lunch, too.
Johnny: It’s none of your business, Donny boy.
Don: Someone’s got to stick up for Sal!
Johnny: Sal’s a big monkey.. he can look after himself! And I don’t have to stand around here and listen to this! Sal, get the door.

(Sal opens the door and Johnny storms from the room with his lunch, slamming the door behind him.)

[The Count]

*Whispering back to Uncle D: Yes, I know that full well, but I had to go along with your rousse old spook.
BTW: Do you have your trusty golden hanger with you? Should hate to think what would happen if Ryan got a hold of it.

[theprawncracker]

Uncle Deadly: *waves lock-pick around* Right here my fiend. I never let it leave my person.

*Meanwhile in Room 25*

Clifford: Got any fives?
Ernie: Go fish.
Ernie: How about threes?
Camilla: Brawk bawk.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: (singing in a silly sort of way) But we've got high hopes, high apple-pie-in the-sky hopes.
Storyteller: Hmm, speaking of apple pie, I hope you've learned your lesson about wantonly launching articles of confectionery around the RHLC at high velocity.
Nora: What lesson?
Storyteller: That pie-throwing leads to bruised egos and sticky floors.
Nora: Gee, I didn't know that was part of the deal...apart from Uncle Deadly threatening Scooter, it was all lots of fun.
Storyteller: (sigh) Where's the third occupant of this room, the glasses-wearing Silly Creature?
Nora: Making trifle over in the RHLC. And talking about some quilt book.

[The Count]

Hmmm... Home again, and tomorrow's my off day. Too bad I've got stuff that needs taking care of that'll keep me busy all day long. Oh well, at least I hope Beth's found the new segment I posted and it cheers her up regarding her own fanfic foibles.

That reminds me, need to talk to her and/or Cath, will drop them a PM soon.

[Erine81981]

Glad to have the tv to myself tonight. Man that party must of put those five out of business. There all conked out for the night. *eatting some chips and drinking some water* *turn to the camrea*

Muppet Dorms were brought you by the letter "W" for words like Why and Wild and also by the number "4." Like i hope i get to bed before 4. Good night everyone. Sleep tight and don't like the night boogie bugs bite.

[anytimepally]

Don: You really should stand up for yourself more, Sal. Your loyalty to Johnny is an inspiration, but you deserve to be treated better.
Sal: Gee, thanks, Don.. the closest to a compliment I ever get from Johnny is “get over here you stupid monkey!”.
Don: You see what I mean? You’re a great monkey and anyone would be very lucky to have you around.
Sal: (shrugging with disbelief) Really?
Don: You look after Johnny without a second thought.. I don’t think he’d be half as successful without you. He’d probably still be living with him mom.
(They both chuckle.)
Sal: Yeah, but Johnny’s not so bad. You get used to him after a while.
Don: You “get used to” being underappreciated and overworked.
Sal: Well, I mean.. it’s not as bad as all that. Johnny means well, really, he does.. he just doesn’t express himself very well.
Don: (nods) If you say so, Sal. I just think you could use more independence, you know? I don’t mean anything against Johnny Fiama.
Sal: Yeah, I know.. I can usually tell if someone means offense to Johnny. You’re just looking out for me.. it’s kinda nice for someone to be thinking about me for a change.
Don: All right, Sal.. I’m sure you know what’s best for — (pauses, noticing that Sal is tearing up). Sal, what’s wrong?
Sal: Nothing.
Don: Come on, Sal. . .
Sal: (wiping his eyes) It’s just odd for someone to be just talking to me, you know.. without asking me to do something or spending the whole time talking about themselves. I’m not used to it, that’s all . . . well, until now, I’ve never really experienced that before. It’s a heartwarming feeling, whatever it is.
Don: It’s friendship, Sal.
Sal: (smiling) Yeah…

(some time later, as a gesture of thanks, Sal insists on ironing Don Music’s shirts)

Johnny: (entering the room) Sal! With my own iron?!
Sal: (shaking his head) It’s not whatcha think, Johnny!
Johnny: I can see.
Sal: I was just.. helping.

(Johnny spins around and leaves the room.)

Sal: (running after him) Oh, no! Johnny, wait for me.. Johnny? I can explain!
(I enter the room, after nearly being knocked down by an outgoing Sal)
Randall: What's wrong with them?
Don: I tried to make Sal feel more appreciated, and he wanted to thank me for looking out for him by ironing my shirt.. over my protests, even.. you know I look better in wrinkles.
Randall: Of course you do, Don.
Don: Well, anyway, Johnny caught him ironing my shirts and took it personally.

(Sal finally catches Johnny on the steps outside the MC Dorms.. Sal sits down beside him)

Johnny: (turning away) Don’t talk to me.
Sal: I was just ironing his shirts, Johnny.. we’re roomies, it should be ok to help each other out sometimes.
Johnny: I put a roof over your head Sal.. we spend almost all of every day together.. that’s not something most friends have.
Sal: We’re really friends, Johnny?
Johnny: (turns toward Sal) Of course we are.. You don't think I'd hang around with just any monkey, do you? I don’t spend so much time or talk so much with anyone else.. and I like to think that you do the same.. That man is trying to take you away from me, Sal.
Sal: Gee, Johnny, I don’t think so.. I think he was just trying to help.. he doesn’t know us that well, yet.. he’ll get used to it.. you’re my best friend in the whole wide world, Johnny.. and nothing’s ever gonna change that.
Johnny: That’s nice, Sal.. Ma always liked you.
Sal: That’s good.. she makes great cannolis!
Johnny: Well, all right, Sal.. let’s go back inside. I've to work on some jokes for next week's show.
Sal: Great, Johnny! You know, I can’t imagine anyone ever taking your place.
Johnny: (nods) And I don’t want you ironing that man’s shirts.
Sal: Ok, Johnny.

(A short time later, Johnny and Sal enter the room to Don, once again, banging his head on his piano)

Don: I'll never get it! Never! Never!
Johnny: Earthquake!
Sal: Save yourself, Johnny! Flee!!
Johnny: No, No.. save Tony Bennett!!

(They rush over to stabilize a wobbly Tony Bennett)

Johnny: You got him there, Sal??
Sal: Yeah.. I got him. It'd have to be a real earthquake to knock him over now.
Johnny: (getting up from Tony's side and collapsing into his desk chair) Good.. just hold him there.. I'll let you know when Don's tantrum is over.
Sal: Right, Johnny!
Johnny: Boy, am I exhausted. Whew!

Randall: (shaking my head) Back to old times...

[The Count]

Hello once more from the dorms management team.

Sorry to be such a bother, but we're at about the midway point of a very busy birthday season. So I'd like to inform you, today, March 22, marks the birth of one of our newest residents... Your favorite crooner and, um, someone else's, Johnny Fiama.
Yep, if you have any questions, best to clear them with Randall up in Room #30 on the third floor. See youz mugs at the party tonight, capiche?

[anytimepally]

Sal: (shaking a sleeping Johnny Fiama) Hey, Johnny, Johnny wake up!!
Johnny: (groggy) What now, Sal?
Sal: Happy Happy Happy Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!
Johnny: Oh, is that today?... Man, am I gettng old..
Sal: Yeah, yeah, Johnny, and we're gonna have a big big party with cake and confetti and ice cream and all our friends, Johnny.. how does that sound?! Great, right? I know!! I know! I CAN'T WAAAAIIITT!!
Johnny: Sal, will ya just let me sleep a little longer?
Sal: Sure, Johnny.. it's your birthday!
Johnny: (rolling over, back to sleep) Thanks, Sal

(Sal sprints over to the door and swings in open, then yells)

Sal: AND YOUSE GUYS BETTER BRING JOHNNY FIAMA PRESENTS!!!!

[Katzi428]

Rosita:Kathy.....c'mon lazybones...get up.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....:sleep:
Prairie:whispering: Rosita...don't wake Kathy. She didn't fall asleep til real early this morning.
Rosita whispering:Is she sick?
Prairie:whispering: Not that I know of.I heard her moving around in the kitchen fixing herself warm milk around 2 this morning .But finally heard her snoring til around 4.
Rosita:whispering:Ohhh...pobrecita Kathy.*covering me up with an extra blanket*I'll let her sleep.
mumbling:Thanks girls.

[Erine81981]

Telly: *sits up in bed and rubs his eyes* *yawn* What was that?

FilFil: *rubbing his eyes* I think it was that...*yawn*....that monkey from upstairs.

Telly: That monkey is something else.

FilFil: What do you mean? Tell me tell me tell me.

Telly: He's just so hyper. He can't seem to be still or quite about that guy he hangs around with.

FilFil: I see. But i still don't get it.

Telly: There's nothing i can explain to you without not know what i'm talking about.

FilFil: I know. *yawns* I'm sleep. Sweet drea.......*covers up and falls alseep*

Telly: *groans and heads back to sleep*

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *inside room still* Ernie, Ernie, can you hear me?
Ernie: *outside room* Yeah Ryan, I can hear you. What d'you need?
Ryan: Could you go buy Johnny a present from me? I would do it myself but I'm still locked in here, as you can tell.
Ernie: Oh, sure Ryan, no problem.
Ryan: Thanks Ernie, you're the best.
Ernie: No problem Ryan, buddy! Now, where did I put Rubber Duckie...
Ryan: I hope that was a smart move.

[The Count]

Ungh... Why do I keep getting this Don Music-ish feeling of insatisfaction... Hey Count, could you please take Johnny's present for me to his party?
Count: Certainly Edvard... It'll get taken care of.
Good. Now if only I got my rear in gear and got other stuff taken care of as well...

[anytimepally]

Sal: Johnny, my best friend who's having a birthday today.. I got ya this autographed gold record of "I Left My Heart in San Francisco" for your solid gold record played.
Johnny: Aww, thanks Sal!
Randall: You guys do realize you can't actually play a gold record on the record player, right? They're for decoration only.
Sal: Says who?!
Randall: Look at it Sal, it hasn't got the grooves. It's a commemorative piece for when a songs sells over half a million copies.
Johnny: Huh.. you learn something every day. How come none of my records got a gold record?
Don: (smiling, and leaning in to look at the record) I can show you some of mine if you'd like.

[Erine81981]

Grover: *knocks on Randall's door* Hey there Randall. I Grover am here to give you six presents from each of us from room 26. Kyle that is. *hands each box to Randall* This one is from Telly. This one right here is from Kyle. Awwww lookie at that cute little wrapping. Wonder who could it be? Why little old me. *laughs* Next one is from Herry. Then this one from FilFil. Sorry about the wrapping. He is still learning. Last but not least this one is from Maurice. Hope this will make Mr. Fiama will enjoy all of these. Bye. *heads back downstairs back to room 26 and bumps into Ernie* Hey Ernie. What is up with you?

[theprawncracker]

Ernie: Oh, Grover, hi! I'm just going to deliver these presents from Ryan, Clifford, Bert, and me. Bert and I got Mr. Fiama some hair gel and a new Tony Bennet comb. Clifford got him a certificate for Murray's Pin-Striped Suit Empire. And from Ryan, I got him this nice little leash for Sal, I thought he'd like it. Khekhekhe.

[anytimepally]

Johnny: Who was that weird, blue guy?
Randall: Johnny, don't speak badly of people who bring gifts.
Johnny: Gifts? For me?
Randall: It's not anyone else's birthday today.
Don: That was Grover, Johnny.. he's an old friend.
Sal: He's so adorable!
Randall: He thinks so, too, Sal
Sal: Yeah, yeah.. come on.. let's get the party rolling.. everyone wants cake and ice cream.. and by everyone.. I mean me!

(runs over to the door, opens it and yells)

Sal: OK, YOUSE GUYS.. EVERYONE GET UP HERE NOW TO CELEBRATE THE GREATEST DAY OF THE ENTIRE YEAR.. THE BIRTHDAY OF THE ONE, THE ONLY.. JOHNNY FIAMA!!!!!!!! .....AND THERE'S MARBLE CAKE!

[theprawncracker]

Bert: Oh, a party! Sounds like fun!
Clifford: Actually, it sounds like Sal yellin' up a storm.
Gonzo: Sounds like fun!
Clifford: Can't say I didn't see that coming... Alright ya'll, let's go get our par-tay on.
Camilla: Bragawk!
Uncle Deadly: Fright, let us boogie into the night!
Ryan: *inside room* Hey! What about me?! I wanna party too!!

[The Count]

Eh... Another day, another headache. Wonder what the rest of the place is up to...

[Katzi428]

singing with a French accent Zank heaven...for leetle girrrrlllss...for leetle girls get beeger every dayyy....
Prairie:Hmmm...all you need is a French beret, Mademoiselle Kathy!:smirk: I can tell how excited you are about the baby,though.;)
Yeah...I just wish I could see her sooner.
Prairie:I know.But time will fly.I promise.Too bad they don't live closer.
Yeah..tell me about it!Distance rots! But at least I don't live in another country.
Prairie:Yep.Plus I'm sure your brother will take videos of the baby.
You're right.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

MN: Ah...Friday at last.
Storyteller: Yes...now, who's up for pizza?
Nora: Ooh! Me! Me!
MN: Sounds good, but it'll have to be double cheese or vegetables. Still got a few weeks of Lent left.
Storyteller: That's all right...now, then, I've got a batch of dough stored in the fridge, so if you ladies would start digging out the appropriate toppings...(all head into kitchen)

[Ruahnna]

Piggy: (muttering) I do NOT wish to visit that room where a certain person who shall remain nameless lives!
(Kermit and Catherine have one arm a piece, and they are dragging, um, helping Piggy toward the birthday party for Johnny Fiama.)
Catherine: Look, I know it might be a little awkward at first, but we've known Johnny a long time and it's his birthday. C'mon--you didn't even have to buy a present, okay? Fozzie and I did the shopping.
Kermit: I mean, sure, it's going to be embarrassing and all since you practically threw yourself at his room-mate the other day, but you at least need to make an appearance.
(Piggy looks at him, annoyed and flustered.)
Piggy: (muttering) I'm making a fist...
Catherine: (grabbing Piggy's hand) Don't do it, Piggy. I think we agreed that Kermit's entitled to a few snarky comments over what happened. He was, after all, very forgiving under the circumstances.
Piggy: A few? How about a few every hour? Look, I said I'm sorry. I just got carried away.
(Kermit has his mouth open to say something but, seeing the look on Piggy's face, thinks better of it. Instead, he smiles that lop-sided smile that Piggy is so fond of and she subsides and smiles back.)
Kermit: Okay, truce?
Piggy: Truce. (After a moment, she reaches for Kermit's hand.) Promise you'll stick close to me tonight?
Kermit: (dryly) I don't intend to let you out of my sight. (muttering under his breath) Especially near their kitchen. Sheesh!
(Fozzie looks up at Catherine, cheerful for a Friday night.)
Fozzie: You think Johnny will like the smoking jacket we got him?
Catherine: I do. It's very old-school. And I think Sal will like it, too.
Fozzie: Sal? Why will Sal like it? He doesn't even wear the same size as Johnny.
Catherine: True, but the smoking jacket doesn't need to be ironed.
Kermit: Good thinking, guys.
Piggy: Of course--that's why they are Moi's roomies.

[theprawncracker]

Gonzo: *plops down on the couch with a bowl of popcorn* Anyone up for a movie?
Clifford: *shrug* Sure, why not. It IS Friday. How 'bout a little Muppet Wizard of Oz?
Ernie: Ooh, sounds like fun. *eats popcorn*
Bert: Yeah, Ryan loves that one.
Gonzo: ...Where is Ryan?
Uncle Deadly: Locked in his room.
Bert: Still?
Clifford: Yeah, why do ya think I've been sleepin' out on the floor every night?
Ernie: Well don't you think we should let him out?
Camilla: Brawk bagawk byuck bawk.
Uncle Deadly: Indeed, he hasn't posted his latest story yet.
Gonzo: Maybe he's not posting it as a sign of rebellion. Maybe if you let him out, he'll post it.
Uncle Deadly: ...That's so crazy... it just might work.
Ernie: This IS Gonzo we're talking about. Khekhekhe.
Uncle Deadly: *picks lock on Ryan's door* *cautiously opens* Ryan, you can-
Ryan: *darts out* *kisses floor* FREEDOM!! SWEET, GLORIOUS FREEDOM!!
Clifford: *shakes head* Start the movie Gonzo.

[Erine81981]

FilFil: Heard someone mention a movie. Can i come in and watch?

Herry: We both heard.

Maurice: Actually we all heard.

Telly: Oooo the Muppet's Wizard of Oz. My favorite. Pass the popcorn, pleace.

Wait for me guys. *jumps onto the couch* Grover's still at work. He'll be in later. I brought some soda if anyone wants some. *sits the 12 pack on the coffee table*

[Katzi428]

sighArrrrgghh...can't sleep!
Rosita:Oh no!Not again,Kathy!
Yep Rosita...but this time I have a good excuse.:)
Rosita:Es verdad. Try to sleep anyway though,OK?You're going out for your mother's birthday tomorrow.
Right. I'll just keep the TV on softly.Night Rosita.

[anytimepally]

Randall: Quiet night around the dorms...
Don: Indeed! It helps my brilliance rise to the surface.
Randall: Really? I hadn't noticed.
Don: What do you mean?!
Randall: I'm joking... You wanna come watch T.V. with Johnny, Sal, and I?
Don: No.. I've got to finish this last line.. I need something that rhymes with "orange."
Randall: OK.. if you change your mind, we're watching Bubba Ho-Tep

[The Count]

Hello from your friendly MC dorms management team.

It's come to our attention... That the current birthday season has hit a second week and will start off promptly today. So who's turn is it to have a party? Good question.
*Consults register...
Well, as I see it, there should be a party over in Room #19. Why? For today we celebrate one of Kim's roommates, the Beast! If you have any questions about party preparations, talk to Kim and Tosh Fraggle over in Room #19 on the second floor. Hope to see you at the party later tonight and have a good day.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *eating bowl of cereal* Hey, Ernie, I forgot to tell you that Bryan sends his greetings from Washington D.C.
Ernie: Ooh, that's great! I'll be sure to tell Bert when he wakes up.
Ryan: *smirks* I'm sure you will. I'm also pretty sure you'll be the one to wake him up.
Ernie: Khekhekhe, maybe. So, what are we doing today, pal?
Ryan: Well, I'm actually going to my dad's birthday part today, so I won't be around much until later tonight.
Ernie: Aww... well, that's okay buddy, I'm sure me and Bert can find something to do with Gonzo and the others.
Ryan: Yeah, maybe you can go out shopping for the Beast.
Ernie: Oh, good idea. Uh, just one thing... what do you buy for a beast?
Ryan: *shrug* Got me. But I'm sure Uncle Deadly or Gonzo would know.
Ernie: Khekhekhe, you're probably right Ryan.
Ryan: Then that would make Lisa left.
Ernie: Sure! Now c'mon, let's go wake Bert up!'
Ryan: *shakes head* You go ahead, I'll make him some oatmeal so he isn't completely crabby.
Ernie: Good idea.

[The Count]

Hey Prawny... Swung by that other place you set up for us to stay at... Nice diggs, hope it doesn't get any bad neighbors if you know what I mean.

[Erine81981]

FilFil: Why are we here? I thought we were staying at the other place.

We'll be staying here till we have to move for a while to the other room.

Herry: Good i can still workout for a while.

Telly: Is Oscar coming with us?

Oh yea. Almost forgot about Oscar. He'll be coming with us over to the other place when we have to start moving.

Maurice: I'm glad that Ryan and Lisa were kind of enough to build us some rooms to stay in.

Yep. It was. Maybe we need to send them both a Thank You card.

Herry: I'll get the cards.

Grover: *comes in* Hey everybody.

(In Union): Hey Grover.

Herry: We're making thank you cards for Ryan and Lisa.

Grover: Oooo i have to go get my cute little crayons.

I'm going to go get some donuts. I'll be back. *walks out the door*

FilFil: Oooo donuts. Yummy!

[anytimepally]

Sal: Hey, guys.. I heard someone downstairs say something about donuts.. I'm gonna go check it out.

(leaves)

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: So Tosh, any special plans for Beast's birthday today?
Tosh: We're going to go over to the park and play. Then we're going for a walk around town.
Kim: Well, it certainly is a nice enough day for it.
Boober: *running up* Tosh, Tosh, Tosh! Don't go yet!
Tosh: What is it, Boober?
Kim: Yeah, whyfor are you channeling Wembley?
Boober: *gives Kim a Look* What? *to Tosh* You said you were going into town, right?
Tosh: Yeah.
Boober: You'd better take this, then. It's my present for Beast. I was going to give it to you tonight, but you could probably use it this afternoon if you wanted. *hands her an envelope*
Tosh: *opens it* Oh! Look, Beast! It's a gift certificate for that grooming place in town that you like!
Beast: Yay! *excited growling*
Kim: Hey, now you can get all spiffed up for your party tonight.
Beast: Yeah, yeah! *nods*
Tosh: We'd better get going. See you guys later!
Kim: Later, Tosh! And don't forget to be back in time for the party tonight!
Tosh: We won't!

-Kim

[anytimepally]

Johnny: Hey.. I made these beast-treats for Beastie's birthday present.
Randall: That's nice, Johnny. What flavor are they?
Johnny: Umm.. I dunno.
Sal: Maybe I could try one.. you know, so you'll know what flavor to tell Tosh they are at the party tonight!
Johnny: Wa.. Sal grabs one and eats it, then spits it out across the room ... Wait...
Don: You okay, Sal?
Sal: Yeah, but Johnny.. those things taste like charcoal!
Johnny: Yeah... well, it was gonna be my lunch, but I got sidetracked and left 'em in the oven too long.
Don: (shaking his head) That's just not right...
Johnny: But Beasts eat this kind of stuff, yeah?
(Don and Sal shrug)
Randall: At least the rest of us got legit gifts.. come on, let's get to the party.
Johnny: (as we're leaving) What? It's legit..

[The Count]

Hello from the dorms' management.

OK, I'm not sure if Tosh Fraggle and the Beast came back for their party last night. But I hope they had a good time. That reminds me, there's another celebrateur today... That little bundle of cuteness known as Bean Bunny. Hop on downstairs to Room #4 and check in with Bo about party preparations. Or if he's not in at the moment feel free to leave your presents for the hair-brained hare at his room's door.

Hope this message gets through and have a good day.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: Wonder what's going on?
MN: Yeah, the front door was blocked off, so I had to come in the back.
Nora: Well, Phil mentioned something about the whole place being moved to a new server...
MN: Maybe that explains why the "Domain Default Page" keeps coming up.
Nora: And why all the other pages on the site are dead except for the forum.
Storyteller: What are you girls talking about?
MN: Computers.
Storyteller: Computers? Why don't you two talk about something of cultural significance or high artistic value?
Nora: (giggle) Storyteller, you're starting to sound like Sam the Eagle.

[The Count]

Hi Erin... The doors aren't locked... If you get that domain message, then just type www.muppetcentral.com into your browser and update your bookmarks. Just did it meself. Oh, and that reminds me, we're meeting at a temporary other campus clubhouse Ryan set up for just such an emergency. Drop me a PM and I can give you the address so you can go and join us there.