Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: (at computer, typing) "Even though...the council has made amends...most feel that it needs to do much more...to regain the public's trust..." (pauses, yawns)
Scooter: (curled up on sofa, reading) Still working on the article?
Erin: Unfortunately, and I'm a few paragraphs short of having enough. (looks at computer) Oh, what the heck, I'll finish it tomorrow.
Storyteller: That's the spirit. You're looking a little worn and weary tonight, Erin.
Erin: Kathy's not alone - I hardly slept during the night.
Beige: Wait, wait, didn't you drink that herb tea that you always drink at night?
Erin: Nope, for some reason I skipped it last night.
Storyteller: And you, Nora, look like you're ready to do a nosedive into your book.
Nora: (yawn) Long day at the shop. Had to sort through...through...five b...b...boxes of...(promptly does a nosedive into her book, as predicted)
Beige: Good grief, what's going on here? Everyone's asleep on their feet.
Scooter: What about those of us off their feet? (cough, sniffle)

(up in heaven)

Jim: It's as if someone cast some kind of sleeping spell on the dorms. What do you think, Richard...Richard?

(there is snoring coming from Richard's cloud)

[Erine81981]

Herry: *knocks down Ryan's door* Hey Ryan! I just heard that bird say he's going to stop some of the violence around here.

[The Count]

Looks like he's got you beat Jim. *Sends up a slice of cherry picker pie to the clouds via bat delivery. Gonna go and read...
UD: Come you layabouts! The dybrary's practically calling out to us to plum the depths of its souls!
*Ed smiles as he promptly joins his two bug-a-boo buddies in the reading room.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(Erin is brewing a large pot of chamomile tea in the kitchen, for she plans to actually get a decent night's set of Zs tonight.)

Erin: Try as you might, Sam, but if Gonzo or any of the others are going to be weirdoes, there's nothing you can do to stop them. Or us.
Storyteller: Brewing your sleeping potion, Erin?
Erin: Yes, and enough for everyone else. (glances toward Nora's room) Though I doubt Nora will need it.
Storyteller: I'll take some of that. (pours a mug) And I think Beige would want some, too.
Erin: Good...and I'll take some of this in for Scooter.

(Scooter's room)
Erin: How are you feeling, Scooter?
Scooter: Throat's a little sore, but not too bad now.
Erin: Let's see...hmm, and your fever's gone down somewhat. Still feeling dizzy?
Scooter: No...but I still have some muscle aches...and I'm just really tired.
Erin: That's good...Dr. Prell says all this means the virus has almost run its course. Did you take your meds tonight?
Scooter: Yeah.
Erin: I think we can start reducing your dosage a bit from now on. (sets mug of tea down on night table) And I think you'll be back up to speed by Sunday or Monday.

[Erine81981]

Come on guys. Let's do some "Ranch Aerobic Hoedown." *turns on the record player*

(music starts)

Grover: Oh boy! *starts dancing around and around*

Murray: *claps in rhythm*

Bruce: *pretends to jump on a horse* Yeeeeahhhhooo! *pretending to ride around the room*

*does a dose doe with Grover* Where's Herry?

Grover: You have got me. Where?

I was asking you.

Grover: *laughs* Got you.

*rolls eyes*

We keep dancing around and around with the Hoedown keeps going

[BEAR]

Bryan: How was Birdkateers today, Big Bird?
Big Bird: It was fun! Snuffy, some kids and I went to the garden today and Stinky was there. He told us the story of how he was born.
Bryan: Stinky the plant?
Big Bird: Uh huh. He told us about how he grew from a tiny little seed.
Bryan: Cool!
Big Bird: Bryan?
Bryan: Yeah?
Big Bird: What kind of seed did you come from?
Bryan: (chuckles) Big Bird, I didn't come from a seed.
Big Bird: You didn't?
Bryan: nope.
Big Bird: Well, what did you grow out of?
Bryan: An egg.
Big Bird: But I grew from an egg.
Bryan: So did I.
Big Bird: But you're not a bird. Only bird's come from eggs.
Bryan: Actually, there are several types of creatures that come from eggs. Frogs, fish, ladybugs...
Big Bird: But you're not any of those things. You're a human!
Bryan: True, but I still came from an egg. Just a different kind of egg that grew inside my mother's tummy.
Big Bird: Oh really? You mean, when you were growing inside your mother's tummy, you started as an egg?
Bryan: That's right!
Big Bird: Boy, you learn something new everyday!

[BeakerSqueedom]

---

Bunsen:
What'll we say to the authorities?
I've certainly not a clue! We'll be questioned for Claudia's disappearance!
I can't utter a word without a sob! I'm devastated!

Dr. Van Neuter:
If only you'd stop experimenting on her!
She wouldn't have ran off with that fudge!
Honeydew, you've done it this time!

Bunsen:
Were it not for your constant practice of Lobotomy and electrocution then this wouldn't have occured either! I'm guilty for having had some enjoyment of causing chaos, but of you haven't noticed, I cannot deny that it is a quality that ALL muppets have!

Dr. Van Neuter:
But, you've come to the point of scaring her away! The fudge too..

Bunsen:
We've both had something to do with it. I suppose, I should straighten up and be...n-n-nor-no

Beaker:
*Screams* Nonomeeemeeemeeemee!
*Covers his mouth*

Dr. Van Neuter:
The word sends me in a coma!
Don't even think of it!

Bunsen:
I-I-I despise the word.

Claudia:
Gee, me too! My gosh, will you guys stop saying no-no-norm..a..a...
*Shivers*

Bunsen, Neuter, and Beaker:
*Angered looks*

Claudia:
What?

---

*A few seconds later*

Claudia:
I'm sorry! Wait no no no! Please! I won't go out with him again! D: I was in love with the fudge! Just don't hurt him!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Bye fudge! *Takes a bite*

Claudia:
NOOOOOOOO!
*Sobs*

Bunsen:
I'm going to get the milk.
*Happily pours himself some*

Claudia:
You all are SICK! THE FUDGE DID NOTHING!
LEAVE HIM ALLLLOOONNNNE!

Fudge:
....

Saying good-bye, going away...
seems like goodbye's such a hard thing to say..

Holding a hand, wondering why...

The four:
What the effing?

*Silly song pops up*

----

Claudia:
Eddie has a new fic!
Starring Scooter!

Bunsen:
Let us read! I do need to catch up on my literature.

Dr. Van Neuter:
OOoo! Totally!

Beaker:
Meeemeee!

---

Claudia:
I LOVED IT! BRAVO!

Bunsen:
Ooo, I'm going outside to...cool off.
I loved it too.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Same.

Beaker:
Meeep!

Claudia:
*Giggles*
HEEHEE! Byyyee boys!
*Grabs her plush duck*
Eddie is such a good writer, isn't he?

[tvlistingman]

(room 8)

PETER: Tonight, i'm staying over a friend's house in Connecticut, so i'm going to call Kathy to see if she can watch you and i'll be back Tomorrow

ZOE: Okay

BABY BEAR: Why don't we go to Everybody Eats for Breakfast

LITTLE BIRD: Good Idea

(calls Kathy)

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *hears music coming from Kyle's room* Do I hear...... dancing?

Bean: Uh-oh.

Alex: *wild look in her eyes*

Bean: She's at it again......

Alex: *starts to run out the door*

Sweetums: *grabs Alex before she can run out*

Alex: *running in place* Lemme go! Lemme go!

Elmo: *runs and locks the door*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(in room 7, Scooter is the only one present at the moment, with Storyteller off to visit a friend and the others being off at work/school/errands/mortal peril - okay, scratch that last one)

(instead of being in pajamas and robe, Scooter is back in his usual getup of jeans, T-shirt and green jacket)

Scooter: (sitting on sofa, reading) Sounds like Claudia and the others are up to something again.
Richard: (flying in through kitchen window) Tell me, when have they NOT been up to something?
Scooter: Good point.
Richard: (settling down on sofa) So how are you feeling, pal?
Scooter: A little hoarse, but not bad.
Richard: A little horse? They should be feeding you oats, then. (Scooter makes a face) All right, all right, that was a dumb joke.
Scooter: The others say I should be all better by Monday.
Richard: Good...just in time for Jim's birthday.
Scooter: Are you teasing him about how he'd have been 71?
Richard: (evil grin) Of course.

(up in heaven)

Jim: (chagrined sigh) I'm going to get him. I don't know how, but I'm going to get him.
Don: (flying over with various fireworks) Need my assistance?
Jim: No, but thanks for the offer.

[Erine81981]

*starts singing*

Me: I've got a bag of songs (I've got a bag of song)
And in it I can find
The perfect little song (A perfect little song)
To fit your state of mind

Oscar: Hey turn that yucky radio off.

That's not a radio Oscar. It's me. I'm singing.

Oscar: Then turn yourself off.

Oh Oscar. You might like it.

Oscar: Doubt that. *groans*

Me: I've got a song
For anything you might be goin' through
I've got a song
For anything that might be troubling you
(backup singers) Ahhhhhhhhhhh....
I've got a song
I'm willing to bet
Me and my backup singers: That you can hum along
I've got a song
Especially for you

Herry: Hey Kyle.

Hey Herry.

Herry: What you doin?

Singing.

Herry: Can i join in?

Sure. Anyone can! *throws arms into air*

Others start joining in

Backup Singers: I've got a song
Me: I've got a song
Big Bird: For when you want to play
Me: I've got a song
Herry: For when you're feeling glad
Me: I've got a song
Oscar: For when you're feeling mad
Me: I've got a song
Bert: For making oatmeal stew
I've got a song
Cookie Monster: For eating cookies too

Me and the backup singers: I've got a song
I've got a song
I've got a song

Me, Sesame Street Muppets and the backup singers: We've got a song
For anything you might be goin' through
We've got a song
For anything that might be troubling you
We've got a song
I'm willing to bet
That you can hum along
We've got a song
The perfect song
We've got a sooong!

[Beakerfan]

Alex: But Sweetums! There's muuuuussssiiiiiiic! *still trying to break away from Sweetums grip* You MUST let me go!

Sweetums: First, you gotta promise you'll be good!

Alex: I promise.....

Sweetums: You won't go crazy and freak everybody out?

Alex: HEY!

Sweetums: Ok, fine! *lets go of Alex*

Elmo: *unlocks the door*

Alex: *runs out and starts dancing to Kyle's song*

[Erine81981]

Thanks guys for some singing.

Herry: Uh Kyle?

Yes?

Herry: Is that who i think it is?

It's Alex!

Herry: What's she doing?

Looks to be dancing?

Herry: We better start up the band. We don't want her looking like a freak.

Yea. She kinda of looks weird dancing without music. HIT IT!

Music can be heard coming from some speakers in the hallway of the Dorms. It starts playing "We like to Party" from the Venga Boys.

Herry: *dances around in the hallway* This isn't half that bad.

Not at all. Hey Alex! Are you having fun? *dances around her*

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *dancing with Kyle* Well, I'm having alot more fun now!

Sweetums: *watching the goings-on in the hallway, shakes his head and goes back inside*

[Erine81981]

Alright! Whooooooopieeee! *jumps into the air* *lands on floor with a thud* *gets back up* Awsome! *dances around*

Herry: We should do this more often. *snapping his fingers*

A conga line of Anything Muppets and others form in the hallway and we join in

Conga Line! *screaming at top of lungs*

Herry: Oh boy!

The music on the speakers change to a conga line song

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *dancing in the conga line behind Kyle* Arrrrrrrribaaaaaa!

Bean: *joins in the conga line* One, two, three kick! One two three kick! One two three kick!

[Erine81981]

(music continues)

Herry: I would have never known this day to be so cool. I'm having the best time. *laughs*

Me too.

Anything Green Muppet Girl #1: This is fun.

It is.

Oscar: What? Now this? *groans some more*

[Beakerfan]

Bean: *suddenly switches the music to I got you babe by Sonny & Cher*

Alex: I didn't know Bean listened to this kinda stuff. *begins slow dancing with Kyle*

[Erine81981]

*slow dancing with Alex* Hmmmmm kinda of not my type of music. I want..step 1 2 3...muisc i can dance too.

Herry: *slow dancing with an Anything Muppet Girl* Boy who would of thought that this would come up.

Anything Lime Muppet Girl: You are a very great dancer.

Herry: Thank you. My mommy and daddy asked me what i would like to do. They told me either dancing lessions or Not destory lessions.

Anything Lime Muppet Girl: Good choice.

Herry: I don't know why i didn't choose the other one.

Both slow dance off screen

*telling Alex* So, I says to the waiter, I says "Waiter, there's a fly in my soup" and the waiter says "Shhh, not so loud! Everybody will be wanting one!"

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: I can't take this! *takes Sonny & Cher off and puts on Thriller by Michael Jackson*

Alex: I love this song! But Sweetums just made a biiiiiig mistake..... *gives wary glance towards Claudia's room*

[The Count]

*Comes in... You're lucky she's not home fright now.
UD: *Tacking up the announcement with a couple of skull tacks...

If anyone can watch/host Baby Bear, Little Bird and Zoe while Peter's gone for the rest of today and tomorrow, please contact Ed at Room #1.
Just pick up the dorms' phone, mark the number sign, and then press the 1-key on your phone's numpad.

Thank you and have a good day.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Michael, my baby calls to me!

Bunsen:
No, please, don't allow yourself to be distracted!

Claudia:
Bunnie, my baby needs me!

Bunsen:
No, homework needs you.

Claudia:
*Gets into her red leather jacket, black high-water pants, puffy socks, and penny loafers*
Aaow!

Its close to midnight and something evils lurking in the dark
Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,
Youre paralyzed..

*Hops into the hall dramatically and strikes a pose*

cause this is thriller, thriller night
And no ones gonna save you from the beast about strike
You know its thriller, thriller night
Youre fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight!

You hear the door slam and realize theres nowhere left to run
You feel the cold hand and wonder if youll ever see the sun
You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination
But all the while you hear the creature creepin up behind
You're out of time!

Bunsen:
Oh, indeed you are!
Now come along! Homework awaits!

Claudia:
Heck no!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Boys..get the squirt!

Beaker:
Meep!

Claudia:
*Slides to the side as she dances to avoid capture*

cause this is thriller, thriller night
There aint no second chance against the thing with forty eyes
You know its thriller, thriller night
Youre fighting for your life inside of killer, thriller tonight!

*Twirls furiously and goes to a pause*

Night creatures call
And the dead start to walk in their masquerade
Theres no escapin the jaws of the alien this time
they're open wide
This is the end of your life!

aaow!

They're out to get you, theres demons closing in on every side
They will possess you unless you change the number on your dial
Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together
All thru the night Ill save you from the terror on the screen,
Ill make you see!

*Holds her nerds in her arms with an evil grin and drops them*


That this is thriller, thriller night
cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try
Girl, this is thriller, thriller night
So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller
Thriller here tonight!

*Bobbles her head to the side and sticks out her hands with a sway doing the exact steps*

Doc! Doc! I need a rapper!

Dr. Van Neuter:

You got it!
Darkness falls across the land
The midnite hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize yawls neighbourhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of ****
And rot inside a corpses shell

The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of forty thousand years
And grizzy ghouls from every tomb
Are closing in to seal your doom
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller!

*Cackles eerily*

Bunsen and Beaker:
Ooooo...

Dr. Van Neuter:
Hey, I'm mad!
It's in my nature!

Claudia:
*Dances the zombie dance*

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *joins Claudia in the zombie dance*
Sweetums: Alex, I don't think that's such a good idea.
Alex: For heaven's sake, why not?
Sweetums: Are you wearing your silver charms?
Alex: *checks her wrists and neck* Hm, seems I forgot them this morning. Why are you so concerned? It's just a dance.
Sweetums: Yeah, the Thriller.Don't you remember what happened to Michael?
Alex: *rolls eyes* puh-lease! It was fake!
Sweetums: Well, then maybe you should take a look in a mirror!
Alex: What? Why? *feels face* Oh no! Not again! AAWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[theprawncracker]

Sam: *staring out the door into the hallway* *disgusted* This is exactly what I'm talking about!
Ryan: Hey Sam, what's going on out there?
Sam: Violence! Sheer, disgusting violence.
Ryan: ...Okay?
Sam: I must put a stop to it! Quickly Ryan, get my silver bullet!
Ryan: Silver bullet? Sam! I thought you were trying to stop violence!
Sam: Sometimes you must have violence to prevent violence!
Ryan: ...Well, at least you call yourself an American.
Sam: What else would I call myself?
Ryan: I'm afraid to ask.
Sam: *snatches case with silver bullet inside and runs out into the hallway*
Ryan: *shakes head* Cliff?
Clifford: *carrying a large fish net* Right behind ya man.
Ryan: Oh good. *Ryan and Clifford venture out into the hallway*

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: Sam! Clifford! Boy is it great to see you guys! *squeezes them in a tight hug* Uh, Cliff, what's with the net? And the gun? *horrified look* YOU GUYS ARE GONNA KILL BEAN! *sees Bean down the hall* Don't worry buddy! I'll save you! *runs off with Bean in his arms*

Alex: *now almost completely werewolf* Clifford! *whacks him on the back* Ooh, sorry about that. Nails. Hate em. *sees gun & net* Well, nice talkin to ya! *runs off*

[The Count]

*Listens enthralled to the master's voice, the voice of Vincent Price reciting the Thriller spell, attempting a best imitation.

Well, that's one big spooky musical number for Halloween used up. But it sure was fun.
*Count and Uncle Deadly are in the second/main floor's hallway dancing with the rest of the loonies.

[Beakerfan]

Elmo: *walks into the hallway* Oh hello Mr. Count! Hello Ed! Elmo did not know you liked to dance! Elmo likes to dance too! See? *joins in the Thriller*

[Erine81981]

What's worng with this place?

Herry: I don't no but look at yourself in the mirror.

What? *sees clothes are all tattered and face is pale* Oh no! Not this. Why is this happend to me? I've never harmed anyone before.

Herry: Don't worry. We'll figure it out.

ALLLLLLEX! *runs after Alex*

Herry: Hold up Kyle. *runs after me*

Oscar: *pops up* What ever is going on out here keep it up. It's my favorite nosie of all time. Nosie! *stick feet out the bottom of the trashcan starts dancing around*

Murray: *comes dancing out of the room* Did Abby do another one of those dance spells?

Bruce: This is fun. *dances around with a broom*

[Beakerfan]

Elmo: Hello Mr. Grouch! Are you going to come dance too?

Alex: *running down the hall* Kyle! Don't let Sam or Clifford catch you! *waits for Kyle to catch up*

Sweetums: *still running with Bean in his hands* Don't worry! They won't get you! Oh wait. This isn't good. We're back where we started!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Stumbles back at WereAlex*

Bunsen:
Claudia, get up or Sam will shoot her!

Claudia:
*Paralyzed*

Beaker:
MEEEP!
*Shakes*

Bunsen:
I'll fetch the tranquilizers off of Phillips desk!

Van Neuter:
Good idea!

Claudia:
Noo! Guys! PLEASE!
*Tackles them to the ground*

Beaker:
*Looks concerned for Alex*

Claudia:
Beaker, hold them down! I'm gonna try to help Alex!

Beaker:
MEEP!

Claudia:
Eddie forgot to give her her much needed potion!
:/

[Erine81981]

Oscar: *eyes pop through the trashlid* Do you see me dancing? Most grouches don't dance to this stuff but for some reason. I'm enjoying. But don't tell anyone. *eyes disappear* *keeps dancing*

Down the hallway........

Herry: It will be just fine Kyle.

No it won't. Clifford and Sam are going now kill Alex and me. This isn't a good place to be.

Herry: Don't say that word. Not good around here.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! *runs by Alex, Claudia, Beaker and Bunsan with Sam and Clifford on their way* RUUUUUUN!

Herry: I'm right behind you!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Ready Phillip?

Dr. Van Neuter:
Lock and load!

Bunsen:
We'll use them for experimentation!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Lobotomy, here I come!

Bunsen:
I'm tickled pink at the thought!
hohoho!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Totally!

Beaker:
*Runs after the two*

---

Claudia:
Wait! Don't shoot!
GUYS!

*Running*

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *running alongside Kyle on all fours, snarls at Clifford and Sam*

[Erine81981]

Zombiefied Kyle: *looks over and down* Whoa! Good werewolf. :eek:

Herry: *running behind Were Alex* This doens't look to be a good day.

Bruce: *sees a werewolf, Herry, zombie, Bunsan, Beaker, Sam and Clifford run by* *shurgs and keeps dancing*

Murray: What a weird day. Maybe that could be a new word for Sesame Street. Weird. *keeps dancing around and around*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
So, kindly allow me to soothe you with a small needle.
Where, you will feel no pain! I assure you. Relax and enjoy your impending doo- I mean, your one way ticket to Slumberland!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Cute little werewolfie!

Claudia:
Shoot and suffer the wrath of revealing your darkest secrets!
*Whips out their journals*
*Smiles insanely*

Bunsen:
*Gasps*

Dr. Van Neuter:
See if I care!

Claudia:
YOU GET MANICURES!

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Stumbles a bit*

Bunsen:
*stares at him*
Tssstssss...

Claudia:
Had enough?

Dr. Van Neuter:
Pssha! These two would earn me millions!

Claudia:
*Gulps*

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *snarls, whacks Bunsen with her paw and runs off with Phil in her mouth*

[The Count]

What? Now I'm to suffer the same position in life as Severus, potions master to the dorms? Well, it would be a fitting role for me to play, so long as it doesn't come to a like fitting end.

You put that taxidermist down this instant young werewolf!
Where did they go wrong... Ruining plans for October and the hour of all bewitchment. Oh well, best get it out of their systems now and then have it all revealed in one month's time at the next tolling of the reaping bells.
*Sets to brewing the elixir potion with the herbs and ingredients from last time to quench Alex's wolfish thirst.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: (on phone) No kidding...I see...all right, I'll marshal the troops. (hangs up) Guys, Alex has turned into a werewolf...
Nora: Oh, no, not again...
Scooter: You mean this has happened before?
Erin: And Kyle's a zombie.
Storyteller: Okay, there's something new.
Beige: What do we do?
Erin: Right. Storyteller, go into my room and clip off some large sprigs from the wolfsbane plant on my dresser. Nora, go get your battery-powered desk lamp. Beige, Scooter, go through and find everything silver that we've got.
Storyteller: What are we doing about Kyle?
Erin: I've got a set of obsidian scarabs. According to King's Quest IV, they do an excellent job repelling zombies.

(moments later)

Erin: All right, we're heading out. And Scooter, since you're still in so-so health, stay close. If you start feeling dizzy, run straight back here immediately.

(Group heads out. Each is carrying: one sprig of wolfsbane, one obsidian scarab, and one silver cake cutter or set of tongs or serving platter. In addition: Erin carries a flask of extra-strong chamomile tea, Nora carries a sun lamp, Storyteller carries a book of boring stories, Beige has his favorite portable boulder and Scooter carries the yoyo that Ernie gave him.)

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *runs outside with Phil in her mouth*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: Rats. (pause) All right, Storyteller, you and Beige go off and find Kyle. (hands them the flask of tea) This will put him to sleep, thereby eliminating the zombie tendencies. Nora, you, Scooter and I will...Scooter?
Nora: (screaming) Scooter, what are you doing?

(Scooter runs after Alex, slips the loop of the yoyo string onto his finger and sends it shooting out after her.)

[Erine81981]

*drinks the stuff* Thanks....*drops to the floor*

Herry: Oh boy. *whips forehead*

Bruce: *stops dancing* Good. No more dancing.

Murray: I really wouldn't have minded to dance some more.

Bruce: Well?

Murray: Sure.

Murray and Bruce dance back into the room like ballroom dancers

Herry: Thanks Erin. *puts me over his shoulder* See you tomorrow. *walks back into the room*

Oscar: Drats! No more noise. *shuts his trashlid*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: (chuckle) Well, if it'll put the perpetually harried newspaper reporter we room with to sleep...
Beige: Now let's go see what's going on with the others.

(they run off)

[The Count]

*Opens door and handsStoryteller our JNC garlic salt shaker.
Just sprinkle a circle of salt around Kyle and he'll be trapped inside, easy to take care of.

Now then... Uncle Deadly, bring me those toadstools! And the buddha's hand!
The phantomly dragon flits his tail from side to side, swooping in with the necessities for the cauldron's potion to gain it's proper properties for curing Alex... Again...

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: Thanks, Ed...just in case the tea wears off. (she and Beige run back, to sprinkle some of the salt around Kyle - with the permission of his roommates, of course)

(meanwhile)

Scooter: (as his yoyo comes zipping back) Missed. (swoons to one side, clutching forehead)
Erin: Scooter, are you okay?
Scooter: I'll be fine, I'll be fine. (pauses) If I try aiming this way...
Nora: What were you doing?
Scooter: I wanted to get it to loop around Alex's ankles and trip her up.

(sends yoyo shooting out after Alex, again...)

[The Count]

Count, outside... Trip her ankles? Vell, maybe if you take her...
Around the world!

*Small joke.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(Scooter's yoyo soars into the bushes, where it catches on something...and causes it to snarl in an annoyed-werewolf manner and jerk wildly at the string)

Scooter: (struggling to not let go) Got...her...(feels dizzy again)
Erin: All right, Ed, she's ready for the potion.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Dr. Van Neuter:
OMGSH! EW! WOLF SALIVA!
*Hanging in Alex's mouth*

Bunsen:
*Whacked*
Oh!

Claudia:
*Gasp*
BUNNIE!
*Eyes narrow*
NO ONE SMACKS THE SCIENTIST BUT ME!

Bunsen:
I don't know how I feel about that...

Claudia:
It's a gal thing!

Bunsen:
Understood.

Claudia:
Hopefully Scooter does have her.
Why I oughta...

Beaker:
Meep!
*Flicks Claudia*

Claudia:
OUCH!

Bunsen:
It's nice to know someone cares.

[BeakerSqueedom]

What? Now I'm to suffer the same position in life as Severus, potions master to the dorms? Well, it would be a fitting role for me to play, so long as it doesn't come to a like fitting end.

You put that taxidermist down this instant young werewolf!
Where did they go wrong... Ruining plans for October and the hour of all bewitchment. Oh well, best get it out of their systems now and then have it all revealed in one month's time at the next tolling of the reaping bells.
*Sets to brewing the elixir potion with the herbs and ingredients from last time to quench Alex's wolfish thirst.

Claudia:
Oh, Snape is terribly awesome though. I should take on the role of Bellatrix Lestrange---how? Well, simple! Throw some cackles and send myself to the nearby jail! :D

Bunsen:
Why not Tonks?

Claudia:
Being good is overrated!

[The Count]

*Drags the goblet out with him under the cover of darkness... The Count guides his roommate over to where Scooter's toying with his captive audience.
Me: Well well well... Miss Alex, here I thought we cured you the last time. Don't tell me I'll have to make this brew every month on the fortnight of the waxing moon... *Sighs... It's OK Alex... Don't worry, just drink up your groovy wolfbane milkshake and you'll be back to yourself.
*Helps the she-wolf finish the beverage calming her down enough to the point where she's become most docile.

OK boys, let's get her back to her room so she can sleep off the change in her own comfortable comforter.
*All return inside, dropping off a snoring she-wolf into Sweetums oversized yet gentlemonsterly hands.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Dr. Van Neuter:
I'm all soggy! Like ew!

Claudia:
Haha.

Bunsen:
Yes, very wet like a sponge!
It is highly suggested that you wash up.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Yah think?
Thanks alot, Edward.

Claudia:
*Carries Beaker and walks back to her room*

Bunsen:
Why must you carry him? He is no child.

Claudia:
I LIKE carrying him.

Beaker:
*Sighs*
Meep.

Bunsen:
He finds it most distasteful.
Like having to go to the dentist on a Saturday.

Claudia:
Too bad.

[The Count]

You're welcome Dr. Van Neuter. Remind me to talk to sis when October rolls around, there's a certain um, consultation I'd like to ask of her.
You know, it might depend more upon the person carrying him. For instance, I suppose he wouldn't object so much if it were Alex carrying the carrot-cropped assistant.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *looks at Clifford* What have you started?
Clifford: Me? Sam's the one running around with a gun!
Ryan: Yeah, well you have a net!
Clifford: To catch Sam!
Ryan: People think you are going to KILL them!
Clifford: Man! How can I kill 'em with a net?
Ryan: ...Let's go find Sam.

Meanwhile...
Sam: *examining gun and trying to load silver bullets* I say... it takes a true, corageous, American man to work something of this... intellectual... manifestation... Mmm... *shoves bulet in crudely* Ah ha! Perfect! Off to fight for liberty, justice, and non-violence! *accidentally fires off shot* ...Whoops.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: (sigh of relief) Well, she's back to normal...for another month, that is.
Erin: Nice shot, Scooter.
Scooter: Thanks...(pockets his yoyo before falling over in a faint)
(Beige and Storyteller come running up)
Storyteller: All right, what'd we miss...
Beige: Scooter! What's wrong with Scooter?
Erin: He's okay - it's just excitement over hunting werewolves, plus the fact he's not completely cured yet...come on, let's get him back to the room. (picks Scooter up)
Nora: Hmm, Ed, maybe you ought to brew up a big batch of the potion - enough for a few months - and keep it in the fridge. This might be a regular occurrence.

(some time later)
Scooter: (coming to on the sofa) W...what happened?
Nora: Fainting spell.
Scooter: (sigh) Oh, brother.
Erin: Don't sweat it - you helped rein in Alex. I'd hang on to that yoyo if I were you.
Beige: (going to freezer) Who wants ice cream?

(eventually, all five are seated on the sofa, each supplied with their preferred flavor of ice cream/gelato/sorbet)

[Erine81981]

Herry: Good to know that Kyle is in his bed and with that salt around his bed. Like Erin said it won't hurt him and keep him prue of being a zombie. Weird things go on here like a show i used to watch.

Grover: *walks in* Hello everybodiee!

Herry: Hey Grover.

Murray: Grover! Good your here. Maybe you can teach me to some new dance moves.

Grover: Later Murray. At the moment. I need some rest. So what has been going on here? *takes a drink of grape juice*

Herry: You wouldn't believe it.

Burce: Kyle turned into a zombie. Alex turned into a werewolf. Some bird had a gun. And a guy who chased him around with a net.

Grover: You are right. I would never believe that. I am going to bed. Good night. *heads into the room and sees salt around my bed* *sticks head out of door frame* Did Kyle spill the salt again?

Everyone looks at each other and shrugs

Grover: I will clean it up....

Monsters: No no no no no.....*waving their arms around*

Grover:...later. Good night. *shuts door*

Monsters: Whew.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: You mean Sam had a gun? Isn't that kind of against dorm rules?
Beige: Come on, you can't guard a prisoner without weapons.
Nora: True, but Sam wasn't guarding any prisoners.
Beige: Oh...right.
Storyteller: (emerging from hut) So, what's everyone doing today?
Erin: Well, I've got a friend who's getting hitched next month, and I've got to go find a present for her and her intended.
Storyteller: Get them a set of rockweed fiber placemats - they're always appropriate. (to Scooter) What about you, Scooter?
Scooter: I think I'll go out and read in the garden for a bit.
Storyteller: That's right...apart from your trip to the doctor and last night's escapades, you haven't been outside at all.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Phillip, please, do not romance with your wife's picture.
It's making me a little uncomfortable.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Sorry, it's just that she's sooo
irresistable! My snookum wookums!

Bunsen:
Do try to resist then.
You too Claudia...

Claudia:
*Smooching her picture of Michael*
*Eyes go wide for a second as she reddens*
I-I-I did nothing...

Beaker:
*Puts away his picture of Jennifer Lopez*
Mee...

Bunsen:
*Shakes head*
You silly bunch...don't you all have something better to do?

Claudia:
*Crawls on her bed before sitting in her 'happy spot' and starts drawing Eddie's character*

Beaker:
*Sits with Claudia to watch her draw*

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Stands next to Bunsen and pokes his jelly-monster creation*
Flubber?

Bunsen:
Flubber.

[The Count]

Flubber? I don't even know 'er.
Sorry, been waiting to use that one.

*Sits and ponders who can fill the two empty seats on the bride's side of the aisle for my fic.
Let's see... Need one female MC friend, well, that should be easy enough... The hard part is choosing who. And one female Muppet, OK, I think I have that one figured out.
Also need some songs for the choir trio to sing... Magic Be With you, check. She'll Make Him Happy, yes... But what other song? Hmmm, maybe Erin could suggest a few.
*Tries to answer the musical question on my own to get started on the next part of the fic, maybe someone will drop by and have a few suggestions in the meantime.

[Leyla]

<Leyla, and roomies Jimmy, Hilda, Wanda and Robot Kermit are up on the roof of the dorms... yes... STILL.>

Jimmy: It shore is right peaceable up here.

Leyla: Mmmhmm... it really is.

Jimmy: Ah could just stay here ferever.

Wanda: <crankily> It's already half past forever by my watch. I miss my bed.

Leyla: I know, Wanda... but we'll be able to move in soon. I think.... I hope... <She looks lazily at Jimmy> Has anyone ever told you you bear a striking resemblance to Jim Henson?

Jimmy: Nope. Never come up.

Leyla: Hmm... must be just me I guess.

Jimmy: Yup.

Wanda: It's been *weeks*! Why the heck are we letting the iron princess decorate anyway?

Robot Kermit: <looking up from where he has been moping> Be nice.

Wanda: Why? She hasn't been.

Robot Kermit: Because it's nice to be nice.

Wanda: ... for the nice. I think she's lost her mind.

Hilda: <dryly> No, she's just got a screw loose.

Robot Kermit: She does not! She's fine! She's... she's perfect... she's just... upset.

Wanda: What kind of robot doesn't know it's-

RK: *She's!*

Wanda: Fine... she's a robot?

Leyla: Well, she was built to think and act like Piggy, and Bunsen and Beaker did a great job of it. Maybe too good of a job... she didn't know she was... built.

Hilda: Right... and that brings up another issue. Since when can those two clowns build anything that doesn't end up going horribly wrong?

Wanda: Oh.. maybe that's what's happening now. It's all going wrong at last.

Jimmy: Hey, gal has a point. It's like in Asimov... you know, them rules of robotics? They sound good in theory 'n' all, but in practice... robots have a tendency to run amuck.

Robot Kermit: We do not!

<a moment of silence>

Leyla: ... well, who would notice around here, anyway? I think redecorating our rooms will be good therapy for Robot Piggy. It was a big shock for her... maybe this'll help her, I dunno... embrace her robot heritage.

Wanda: Robot's don't HAVE heritage. They're *robots*!

Robot Kermit: <glaring at Wanda> I'm starting to dislike you. I can't believe I ever found you attractive.

Wanda: <alarmed> What? What's wrong with me?

Robot Kermit: Oh, where to begin...

Hilda: There was a time there when you found EVERY woman attractive, R.K.

Robot Kermit: <happy sigh> Well, yes... but that was before I saw... her.

Leyla: <smiling> Well, at least that part of it went according to plan.

Wanda: Look, I'm telling you, something ain't right with that girl. She's gonna come up here, and then... the madness begins.

Robot Piggy: Hello, everyone!

Wanda: AHHHH! Uh.... I mean...hello! Heh... heh... we're doomed.

Robot Piggy: <eyeing the very skittish Wanda> What's her problem?

Robot Kermit: <approaching Robot PIggy quickly and wrapping his arm around her> Oh, nothing. She's been trying to get a singing act together again.

Robot Piggy: Oh, I see. How's that going for you, Wanda?

Robot Kermit: <before Wanda can answer> Predictably.

<Wanda glares at him>

Robot Piggy: <looking back and forth between them> <to Leyla> Well, isn't it nice that everyone is getting along up here!

Leyla: Oh, very. So you're back, Piggy! Does that mean you've finished decorating?

Robot Piggy: It's called "interior design"... and yes, moi am! Would you all like to come see?

Wanda and Hilda: <eye each other>

Robot Kermit: I sure would, honey! I can't wait to see how wonderful it all looks! ARe you... are you feeling better now?

Robot Piggy: Oh, much! Moi has realised that being a... a robot pig is not all bad. Now, come see!

Robot Kermit: Oh, I'm proud of you, Miss Piggy.

Leyla: You heard her guys, let's go! <They track off after RP>

Jimmy: Ah wonder if she went with modern, or minimalist... or maybe she tried out some o' that feng shui ah been hearing tell of...

[Beauregard]

Bo: *climbing in through the windows that Robot Piggy left open for fresh air* I can't believe I lost my key already...
Mildred: *climbing in after Bo* I can't believe that replacement keys cost so much money...
George: *holding Mildred up* I can't beleive I am lifting people through windows...
Beau: At least someone left their window open for buglers and other intruders....

[theprawncracker]

Sam: *paroling the Dorms* *spies Bo, Mildred, and George climbing in the window* Perfect! This is the perfect way to end violence at this place... *loads gun and aims*
Ryan: *passing by casually* *spots Sam out of the corner of his eye* SAM! NO! *tackles Sam*

[Beauregard]

Bo: *standing inside Layla's doorway, peering out, sees Sam with loaded gun and leaps sideways ito Mildred*
Mildred: *is lept onto and sprawls into George*
George: Hello my love...*falls sideways into Beau*
Beau: *lifts a vase of roses* Maybe these would look nicer on the right...*is fallen onto and throws the vases at the right wall* Nope...they were better on the piano...

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Sam! What are you thinking? !
Sam: I... I do not know.
Ryan: Sam, you're not well. Let's get you home.
Sam: *being dragged off* But- but I must end violence! I have to!
Ryan: *shakes head* *pries gun away from Sam*

[Beauregard]

Beau: Well, that wasn't too bad...
Bo: *stands up, catching arm in table cloth, flipping a bowl of fruit flying into a fondue machine*
Mildred: *slips on splashed fondue chocolate and grabs onto George*
George: *swings around, smashing an array of ornaments with the end of his mop*
Bo: It may have been cheaper to just buy the replacement key...

[The Count]

Urgh... That Bo... No wonder he doesn't live here that much, him losing his key all the time. Honestly, we go through more keys that way.
Oh well... And of course, he has to sneak in through another person's room's windows... Failing to realize that the dorms' main doors are open to all to leave and come back in through normally. But since when have we ever been normal around here...
*Shrugs and goes back to writing fanfic.

[theprawncracker]

Gonzo: *pokes head into Leyla's room* Hey guys! Whatcha doin'?
Camilla: Brawk bawk bawk?
Gonzo: Oh, Leyla gave me a key in case she needed her plants watered.
Camilla: Bragawk!
Gonzo: What do you mean she doesn't have any plants? What do you call these things? *points to Bo and his roomies*

[Beauregard]

Bo: *rooted to the spot* Plants?
Mildred: *stemmed in culture* Plants?
George: *leaves from under the table* Plants?
Beau: I guess so...

[theprawncracker]

Gonzo: Well, better set to watering them. *starts watering Mildred* *is slapped* ...Fiesty little fellas aren't they?
Camilla: *nods* Brawk.

[Beauregard]

Mildred: Keep your feasty blue fingers to yourself, beaked wonder.
George: *growls, mops at chocolate, spreading it over the carpet*
Bo: Camilla, dear, watch your feathers in that chocolate...it is not low fat...
Beau: *blinks*

[The Count]

*Presses button from the remote to the transporter I borrowed from Bunsen... Bo and his roomies are instantly switched from Room #18 on the second/main floor back underground to Room #11 in the basement floor, where they belong like the hidden away tubers.
One less headache... Wonder if umbridge really does alleviate one's migraines....

[Beauregard]

Bo: *sitting on bed* I had the strangest dream...
Beau: Me too
Mildred: Was it a dream?
George: Was I there?
Mildred: Yes.
George: It was then. *nods* *mops*

[theprawncracker]

Gonzo: *looks around* The plants! They're gone! I've killed Leyla's plants! Noooooo! *runs out*

[Beauregard]

Bo: *dials Gonzo's mobile* Sorry for walking out on you...I don't know what came over me.
Mildred: *with tablecloth on head* Me either...
Beau: Do you need a hand with getting that off?
George: If she did, she'd ask me.
Mildred: Erm...George can you help me with this?
George: See? *continues mopping*
Beau: *frowns*
Bo: *removes tablecloth from Mildred's head*

[theprawncracker]

Gonzo: *running through the halls screaming, ignoring cell phone ringing*
Ryan: *pushing Sam back to Dorm room* *rolls eyes* *goes off to find Gonzo*

[Beauregard]

Bo: *looks at mobile* Must have got the wrong number...

[theprawncracker]

Link: *carefully setting up cards exactly resembling the S.S. Swinetrek* Last... one...
Gonzo: *runs past cards*
Link: *wipes brow* Well that was close.
Ryan: *runs past cards*
Link: ...That was close too!
Sam: *shoots card formation with gun* *runs past*
Link: *falls down on knees* *weeps* My lifes work! Ruined!

[Beauregard]

Beau: *feels the tingle of mess being made*
George: *feels similar tingle*
Both: *run for the door, coliding midway*
Bo: *massages head*
Both: *runs out the door and down the hall and all the way to where cards have been spread*
George: Dips I sweep up cards!
Beau: I call vacuuming.
George: Vax!

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *dives on top of Gonzo* What- are- you- doing? !
Gonzo: I killed Leyla's plants!
Ryan: What? !
Gonzo: *looks back at Beau and George cleaning* ...THEY'RE ALIIIIIVE!
Sam: But I seem to be out of bullets...
Ryan: What a shame...

[BEAR]

(Bryan, Big Bird, Cookie, Bert and Ernie are all in Suite 29 with every door and window locked)
Ernie: We haven't been getting out much lately...
Big Bird: I want to go out and play!
Ernie: Yeah, why'd you have to lock us all in on such a lovely day?
Bert: Remember what Bryan said?
Bryan: I will not have you guys outside this room with all this danger going around. I don't know what's going on around these dorms lately. Werewolves, zombies...
Cookie: But it almost Halloween.
Bryan: ...an eagle with a gun!
Cookie: (Shrugs) You got me.
Big Bird: How come Snuffy isn't locked in here with us?
Bryan: Because he is too big to come inside, but he is out in his caveroom and you can be sure it is all boarded up. Not even a Snuffleupagus can get outta there!

[Beauregard]

Bo: *running after Beau and George*
Mildred: *running after Bo*
George and Beau: *cleaning*
Bo: *screeches to a halt* Is that a gun?
Mildred: Is that a vacuum?
George: Is that a question?
Beau: I think it was an inquestionoitry remark, yup.

[theprawncracker]

Clifford: *walking past to Dorm room* *sees the crazy happenings* ...I think I'll go stay with Bry for awhile...

[Beauregard]

Beau: My cards!
George: My mop!
Beau: My job!
George: My...my my, you're fat!
Beau: *blink* *grabs cards*
George: *grabs mop*
Mildred: Boys! If you must fight, let us call for a duel! I challange thee, and all that!
George: Fine! *raises mop* I challange thee!
Beau: Who's Lee?
Bo: *leans against the wall* Mine...

[The Count]

Yes well... You also seem to be out of a gun there Sam.
*Turns on supermagnet that draws the gun out of the blue birded feathery clutches... *Drops gun into drawer to take to recycling plant or incinerator later.
Bryan... It's OK, you can let your friends out to play... You know they're safe here at the dorms and Hensonville.
*Goes back to continue writing.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Ooh! Fight! *grabs super-fan outfit*
Gonzo: Go shrubbery!
Sam: Violence! More violence! *searches for gun*
Ryan: Sam, you bird-brain, you've lost it!
Sam: Yes, I know, that is why I am looking for it.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Claudia, have you seen my teleporter? The control one?
I seem to have misplaced it and I have no clue as to where it is.
*Dips hand into her pocket*

Claudia:
Bunsen, silly you!
Eddie borrowed it.
Stop doing that...it feels wierd!

Bunsen:
Ooo...I found some wrapped gum.
*Takes one*

Claudia:
Sure, you can have one.

Bunsen:
Don't mind if I do!
I love sour apple...

Claudia:
I wonder why!

Beaker:
Meep!
*Tugs Claudia to go with him on a stroll*

Claudia:
Not a bad idea.

Bunsen:
No, not yet.
Sam nearly shot someone!
I suggest we remain in the safety of our room.

Claudia:
*Carries Bunsen and Beaker*
NAH!

Bunsen:
Please, I do not like to be man-handled!

Claudia:
GIRL!

Bunsen:
*Sigh*

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Sticks tounge out at him*

[Beauregard]

Mildred: *prepares to whoop*
George: *whirls mop*
Beau: *wiggles vacuum hose*
Bo: *rolls eyes*
Mildred: *rustling skirts* Whoop whoop!
George and Beau: *attack, poking with mop and twisting hose into knots*
Bo: *raises eyeborws*
Mildred: *whoops some more*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(Nora is reading a book, Storyteller is editing another epic and Beige and Scooter are playing Scrabble)

Erin: (returning from rounds, with a large silver cardboard box under one arm) Someone want to tell me what happened while I was gone?

(others look at each other)
Scooter: Uh...Sam kind of lost it and went running around the dorms...
Beige: And I think a few card castles were destroyed...
Storyteller: And a few plants died...
Nora: It was all crazy...but I think Ed's stepped in.
Erin: Thank heavens.
Storyteller: He took Sam's gun away...so what's in the box?
Erin: I got the soon-to-be-happy couple a set of towels...wait a minute. Sam went running around here with a gun?
Nora: I think so.
Erin: Oh, most holy and blessed Mother...I hope Ed has a long talk with him about that.
Scooter: Yeah...before Dean Chapman does.
Nora: I know - no one wants to see the dorms close.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Beau Beau he's our custodial engineer! If he can't do it... George probably could.
Gonzo: Nice.
Ryan: Thanks, I wrote it myself.

[Beauregard]

Beau: *switches vacuum on*
George: *is sucked up against it*
Mildred: *is sucked up against George*
George: Comfy...
Bo: *unplugs vacuum* Will you cut it out?
George: *pulls a pair of gardenning sheers from pocket* Any time!
Beau: *looks at watch* Quater past three, why do you ask?

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: I think Beau's watch is slow...
Gonzo: That's not the only thing on him that's slow.
Ryan: How rude!
Gonzo: What? I meant his feet, he's a very slow runner.

[BEAR]

Clifford: *walking past to Dorm room* *sees the crazy happenings* ...I think I'll go stay with Bry for awhile...


Bryan: (slowly opens door to hallway, grabs Clifford's arm and pulls him in the room) Hey, Cliff. You'll be safer in here.

[The Count]

What do you mean Erin... It's still crazy with a waking Bo once again unleashed on MC. *Shakes head, trying to keep up and write at the same time, losing battle for both in the process.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Oh! Did you know that a lightning bolt generates temperatures five times hotter than those found at the sun's surface?

Claudia:
Really? Wow, I really did not know that!

Bunsen:
Mmhmm.
*Resting head on his wrist as he hangs in her arms*
You know, I really dislike this.

Beaker:
*Looks to him and nods*
Meesheesh!

[theprawncracker]

Clifford: *wipes brow* Thanks Bry man. You wouldn't believe what's goin' down out there. Hey Ernie, Bert, Cookie, Big Bird, how you all doin'?

[Beauregard]

Bo: Remember that time he was running the marathon and it took him from 2 o'clock till half-past 2...the next day?
Beau: *blinks*
George: *tangled*
Mildred: Maybe we should get some tea...

[BEAR]

Clifford: *wipes brow* Thanks Bry man. You wouldn't believe what's goin' down out there. Hey Ernie, Bert, Cookie, Big Bird, how you all doin'?

All Roomies: (Acknowledge Clifford but mutter things under their breathe about how they can't go out)

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Bo shouldn't you put a stop to this fight? Or at least make it more entertaining?
Gonzo: I could help!
Ryan: Not THAT kind of entertainment...

[Beauregard]

Bo: Why stop it when we could sell tickets?
George: *turns around, accidently slapping Bo with the end of the mop*
Bo: Alright! This fight is stopping right now!
Fight: *continues*
Bo: Or not...

[BEAR]

Bert: Hey, Clifford. My pigeon Bernice wants to know if you would like to play a game of checkers with her. I must warn you though. She's an expert. I taught her how to play! Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh!

[theprawncracker]

Clifford: *headtilt* *shrug* Alright dude, where's the board?

Meanwhile...
Ryan: Tickets! I like the way you think, Bo!
Sam: This violence must stop!
Ryan: Quiet Sam, and fetch the ticket booth.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
*Is free from her hold*
The others are strangely active today.
I must investigate!

Claudia:
Nah, you shouldn't.
Just enjoy the fight that's happening nearby or just watch Bernice beat the catfish in a game of checkers.

Bunsen:
How entertaining!

Claudia:
You can also see Dr. Van Neuter kissing his wife's picture to your left!
Er...skip that one.

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Clears throat*

Beaker:
Meep!

[BEAR]

Bernice: (jumps three of Clifford's black pieces in a row)
Bert: Good move, Bernice! Oh, I'm so proud!

[theprawncracker]

Clifford: *mouth falls open* Man, this is nuts! *grumbles and moves another piece*

[The Count]

Forget the tickets Prawny... Get the popcorn instead! *Hands out bags of garlic salted popcorn. *Posts next part of For Richard... *Falls onto bed exhausted in trying to keep up with all the nonsense here. Sent Claudia the next one via her regular online addy, hope she got it.
*Grabs TV control and watches some shows before falling asleep.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Reading next chapter from Edward's fic*

Bunsen:
I spy with my little eye an email from Mr. Edward!

Claudia:
Hold on, I am reading the fic!

Dr. Van Neuter:
He updated?
*Reads*

Bunsen:
Oh? Scoot over a bit.

Beaker:
Meee?

*All are huddled up, reading Eddie's fic*

[Beauregard]

Bo: *finally extracts self from limbs and cleaning products and manages to seperate battleing janitors enough to calm them* Beau, say sorry to George.
Beau: *mumble*
Mildred: George, say you are sorry to Beau.
George: *to Beau* You are sorry...*smirk*

[BEAR]

Bernice: (moves her second red piece to Cliff's end of the board) Coo coo.
Bert: She says, "King me."
Big Bird: (looking out the peek hole of the door) It looks like things have settled down.
Ernie: Can we go outside now?
Big Bird: Yeah, I wanna see Snuffy!
Bryan: Not until I hear from Ryan that Sam has put away that weapon.
Ernie: But I don't understand. Gonzo plays around with canons and explosives all the time and that seems to be okay.
Bryan: Umm...that's different.
Cookie: What different?
Bryan: Umm...I dunno. Here, have some more cookies!
Cookie: Ah ha! (devours another plate of cookies)

[Leyla]

<Robot Piggy has lead them back to their rooms at last, after giving them time, and plenty of advice, on packing up again>

<she pauses in front of the door to room #18>
Robot Piggy: Oh, mes amis, moi am SO pleased to be able to present you with the results of weeks and weeks of careful planning, long thinking, and hard labour. Before I let you in to see the room, I ask you to please, wipe your feet, and keep it clean for at least a little while, hmm?

Leyla: Oh, sure thing, Piggy. We can do that, right guys?

Hilda: ... why is the door open?

Wanda: ... are those bullet holes?

Jimmy: Well, ah fer one, like the new look of the door. Open and holey. Just like livin' in an outdoor church.

Robot Piggy: Whu... that... wasn't like that when I left... <she pushes open the door the rest of the way> ...

Robot Kermit: Ooh, let me s--oh.... ohhhh my gosh.

<The dwellers of Room 18 stare in horrified fascination at the remains of the room. What was once a warm and inviting family room with rose carpet and pale green, tole-painted walls, is now a certifible disaster area, with brand new stains of all kinds and evidence of wanton destruction here, there, and everywhere.>

<For a moment, there is only silence>

Robot Kermit: Um... it... it looks real... good, honey. Very...um... free-spirited.

Jimmy: Hey, lookit! We have a pyano! Right there, under them glass shards. Swanky.

Hilda <sotto voce> : She HAS lost her mind.

Wanda: I don't wanna say I told you so, but... I did, so I'm going to...and I have.

Leyla: Ohh goodness... Miss Piggy... did you do this?

Robot Piggy: <wringing her hands in distress> N...no... it... it wasn't like this! It was nice... it was a cosy people room ... for people... and... and see... I did EVERYONE's room up. See? Look over here!

<She leads them to each individual bedroom/closet, as the case might be>

Robot Piggy: See, Wanda likes... that odd Wayne fellow who can't act to save his life, so... I gave her a Wayne theme.

<Wanda's bedroom is a disturbingly Wayne memorabilia filled room. the walls are plastered with photos of him from various skits and sketches he'd done over the years. Even the bedspread bears his likeness. On a white end table there is a lamp shaped liked Gorgon Heap, that swallows a minuture Wayne when you turn it on.>

<For the second time... there is a stunned silence>

Wanda: I... have to live here?

Robot Piggy: Do you like it?

<since Wanda is too stunned to respond, Leyla does>

Leyla: It's... definately ...themed.

Jimmy: Ah like it!

Robot Piggy: Oh, good! Now... now let's go see Hilda and Leyla's room!

Hilda: I can't stand the suspense... so can I go live on the roof?

Leyla: If I can't go anywhere, neither can you. Lead on, Piggy.

<Robot Piggy leads them to a door. It is marked with a sign that says "Danger: Do not enter">

Leyla: Well... that's always a good sign.

Robot Piggy: Now, I know that you two ladies like music. Leyla, you've sung in operas, and Hilda, you're from Transylvania, so naturally, moi combined the two themes!

Hilda: <quietly, almost praying> No vampires, no vampires, no vampires...

<Robot Piggy pulls open the door, and instantly there's a blast of ear-blisteringly loud music. Hands rush up to slam protectively over ears, or whatever passes for ears.>

Leyla: <bellowing to be heard> WHAT IS THIS NOISE!

Robot Piggy: It's not noise! It's Transylvanian opera! Do you like it?

Leyla: Well...sure! For a while anyway... but maybe we could turn the volume down?

Robot Piggy: It doesn't TURN down! Isnt' that great?

Hilda: I'M SLEEPING IN THE CHIMNEY!

Jimmy: Ah like it.

<Quickly, Leyla pulls the doors shut.>

Robot PIggy: But you didn't even look at the gothic wall hangings!

Leyla: WHAT?

Jimmy: Never mind! Ah wanna see mah new digs!

<reeling with shock, they trek after him to his room>

Leyla: Well... at least this one doesn't come with a warning. Um... should it, Miss Piggy?

Robot Piggy: Not at all, silly girl! Now, if there is anything our Jimmy needs in his life... it is luxury.

Jimmy: Ah beg yer pardon?

Robot Piggy: Just look! <she throws open the door, and finally, there is a room that is livable...except perhaps, for poor Jimmy. The girls are practically drooling as they look over the luxurious canopied bed, blue silk sheets, elegant framed pictures and deliciate little gold-plated music box.> Voila! A room fit for a queen!

Jimmy: <quietly> But ah ain't royalty a' any kind. Ah'm Jimmy.

Robot Piggy <happily> : And now you can change that!

Leyla: Um... Piggy... I don't think Jimmy... can really... change that much.

Robot Piggy: <solemnly> Last month... I was a person. Now I'm a robot. People can change.

Leyla: <worries>

Jimmy: Ah... don't like it.

<the enthusiasm amongst the roomies is rapidly evaporating>

Robot Kermit: <determinedly supportive> Aw. .. don't mind them, Piggy! I can't wait to see my room!

Robot Piggy: Oh... I knew I forgot something.

Robot Kermit: Uh... oh... um, that's okay, Piggy. I-

Robot Piggy: Moi am just kidding, silly frog! How could moi ever forget vous, frog of my heart, love of my life... come see the closet!

<They follow after her, and Hilda whispers to Robot Kermit>
Hilda: You shouldn't have asked. You almost escaped our fate.

Robot Kermit: She's doing fine. Stop whining.

Hilda: ... I am going to enjoy this.

<With a loving look at her robot frog, Piggy throws open the closet doors>
Robot Piggy: Moi knows what VOUS like.

<The theme she's gone with in this case... is Robot Piggy, but it is not quite so oppressive as the Wayne room. There are photos, artistic sketches, and a large framed painting of Robot Piggy... or perhaps real Piggy, it's not all that easy to tell. There's a pink and green woven hammock strung across the closet, and two muppet plushies cuddled up together on a pillow, a little Kermit and a little Piggy.>

<Robot Kermit is quiet for a few moments, looking around the room, taking it all in. His eyes linger on one particular picture for a good long time.>

Robot PIggy: Kermie?

Robot Kermit: <grinning at her> You do know what I like. This is fantastic honey! <he gives her a quick hug. Her confidence restored, Robot Piggy sweeps them off to the master bedroom... her own>

Robot Piggy: And finally, the piece de resistance... moi's room. As vous know... moi has been... coming to terms with moi's... robotic nature. So, here we are... a tribute to moi's new acceptance of the wonder that is... moi.

<She opens the door... The room is dark, painted grey and in place of a bed, contains an ominous looking metal table. There is little else in the room, save for a dresser that looks more like a large filing cabinet.>

Robot Piggy: So moi, don't you think?

Leyla:... well... it 's certainly... um... robotic.

Robot Kermit: Are you... sure, this is where you want to live?

Robot Piggy: Of course. Moi am a robot, Kermie.

Robot Kermit: Well, so am I, but... uh...

Robot Piggy: It's really too perfect for words, isn't it?

Hilda: ... it is...definately... beyond words.

Wanda: Yes... unspeakable.

Jimmy: <after peering around for a few solemn minutes> Ah like it!

Robot Piggy: Oh, moi am SO happy vous love moi's decorating! Now... to find out who ruined moi's livingroom!

Hilda: Well, that's going to be entertaining anyway.

Wanda: I could definately use the distraction.

Leyla: This... did not go quite as I'd hoped.

[The Count]

*Sends a note to Bryan saying:
It's OK, Sam's lost his gun... Erm, or rather, it was taken away by a handy supermagnet. The gun was taken to be smelted into recyclable metal... Maybe I can use it to have the local town artisans craft some charms for me... If I can find any in town that is.
Hope you're OK and have a good night.

Ed "The Count.
*Finishes the message.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(new Scrabble game going on - with Erin and Nora playing as well, and with Storyteller circling the board and offering advice)

Nora: (reaching over) "Siren," on a double letter score.
Beige: "Axon."
Erin: "Xylem."
Scooter: "Mortal."
Storyteller: Ouch...you guys are going for the tough words.
Erin: In my family, when we play Scrabble we play for blood.
Scooter: Same here - in my family we need to have the blood bank on speed dial sometimes.
Nora: Let's see...oh, no, all I've got is consonants.
Beige: Say, did you guys read the rest of Ed's story?
Scooter: I did...sorry, Nora.
Nora: Well...at least I got to sing.
Erin: Relax, all that's within the confines of the story. But I liked it...I mean, seeing the whole gang there in the church.
Beige: And is it just me, or did I see Richard in there?
Nora: Yeah - and he was crying!

(up in heaven)

Richard: (slightly choked-up voice) Somebody pass the tissues already.

[The Count]

*Butlerish Lurch voice: Tissues sir...

You know, I always sort of liked Scrabble. Never got it though, got something similar called Upwords. But again, I never played the actual game, just used the lettered squares to spell out the lists of characters/animals/whatever held my interest at the time. Had a deck of animal alphabet cards that served the same purpose. Always loved the game show version of Scrabble though.
Ah well... A quick nap, and a quick dinner, and I'll be ready to read up on the Siderhouse Rules.

[BEAR]

Bryan: (finishes reading the note) Thanks, Ed. Okay, guys...everything is safe now. We can unlock the doors. (unlocks everything and all the Muppets run outside cheering with excitment) Hey, wait for me! I wanna play too!

(By the way, Ed. Got some ideas/notes regarding the Hensonville directory. Will probably send those to you either tonight or tomorrow. Take care, pal!)

[Beauregard]

Bo: *knocking timidly on Layla's door, much later* Hi...Layla?
Beau: *with Bo* Sorry for missbefighting earlier...
Bo: *hugs Beau's shoulders*

[Leyla]

Leyla: <whispering> Oh, Bo, Beau... hi guys. It's alright. No lasting harm done I think. It'll give Robot Piggy something to work on whie the rest of us try to figure out how to help her. I think we're gonna need to redo everything anyway. Most of our rooms are unliveable. R.K.'s on cloud nine though... figures. Anyway... <hugs them both> You're totally forgiven, but I think I'll wait to pass that along to Piggy... she's still a little bit...

Robot Piggy: And then! And then, you know what I'll do? I'll rip out their spleens! And... make them sing show tunes... lame ones! And after that....

Leyla: Yeah... I think we'll wait a bit on that.

[Beauregard]

Beau: *whispers* Thank you Leyla, we owe you one....or two....or three...or...
Bo: *whispers* Thanks, Beau, that will do.
Mildred: *approaching and whispering* Thanks for breaking up the fight Bo...
George: *approaching and shouting* WHY are we WHISPERING?

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: HEY! Is someone at the door? Someone feeling GUILTY maybe?

Leyla: <panicked> N... no... um... Piggy! Tell Kermit about how much fun you had taking all those photos for him... especially that last one. Oh, it's such a funny story... <To Beau, Bo, Mildred, and extreme troublemaker> Sorry, guys! Gotta go... she's a little...tempermental sometimes... heh.

Robot PIggy: Oooh, Kermie... I had SUCH fun taking that one... Yes... that one.

Leyla: Unless we keep her very distracted.

[Beauregard]

Mildred: Oh the poor thing...perhaps I should speak to her? I am a Doctor in psycology and annalysis and have an HTML in Robotic-brain systematic pattern syndrones and also known about diets that will help get the carbs on her calfs down, poor girl. Take away C from microchips and what do you get...?
Beau: Mirochips?
Mildred: It works better with just chips...
George: Pass the mayo.
Bo: Hips?
George: Mayo on hips? Mmm...

[Leyla]

<Leyla considers this>
Leyla: You know... that IS a kind offer, Mildred. And we're all so worried about her. Well... except maybe Robot Kermit. It's been a difficult transition for her, and she's not even a year old yet. Would you come in then, all of you? Maybe you can help her. Company manners, guys! Beau, Bo, Mildred and George are paying a visit.

Hilda: But it's a mess in here!

Leyla: Oh, they know... um... because I... told them! They don't mind though. Come on in guys.

[Beauregard]

George: Oh we really did make --
Bo: PIES! And we forgot to bring them.
George: No, look around you, we made it look like a pig-sty-
Bo: -le, a pig-style...this room looks like it was designed by....Miss....Piggy?
George: Why do you keep interupting? I'm tryin; to say we made a mess-
Bo: Massive mistake when we came in and now we will leave, goodbye. *leads George out the room*

Mildred: *crosses over to where Robot Piggy and Robot Kermit and looking at photos* Hi. Hi, hello, can I maybe speak to you for a minute, R Piggy dear?
Beau: ...*waves shyly, unsure how to react to a robot version of one of his good friends*

[Leyla]

<Robot Piggy peers after the rapidly departing guests suspiciously>
Robot Piggy: Did that seem odd to you?
Robot Kermit: <Looks up briefly, then back to the pictures.> What, around here? Everything is.
Robot Piggy: Mmm... I see your point. <eyes Mildred> I've never seen you before in moi's life... but I already dislike you. <eyes Beau> You... I like. So, whatever your name is... whadya want? do we have to talk in private? There's always moi's classy new bedroom!

[Beauregard]

Beau: I wouldn't feel comfortable in your--

Mildred: Talking to me, dear. *sweeps past Beau and Robot Kermit and latches onto Robot Piggy's arm* YOur room sounds loverly dear...I am Mildred Huxxater, and, not to blow my own horn -- we all know how uncomfortable that can be -- but I have a PHP, and LOV and a PIG in brain-pattern studies, mechanical-think-tank-structure and liposuction...so we simply have to talk! Do you have tea?

Beau: Hi fake Kermit.

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <being dragged in the rough vicinity of her bedroom> I think I'd rather have HIM in there with moi then whatever you are.

Robot Kermit: Hey... what did you say? <looks to Beau> Uh, hi-ho there. I think you'd better stay out here with me, while the ladies talk... or argue.

Robot Piggy: Oh, Kermie... don't be so jealous. <to Mildred> He's so cute when he's jealous. <she allows Mildred into her bedroom and closes the door.> Magnifique, oui? Now... what do ya want from me? It better not have anything to do with Robotic Animal Testing. I am SO not into that.

[Beauregard]

Mildred: Animal Robotoc Testing is outdated and unneccessary, we test on humans in all branches of science these days...Now, you, are the person I wanted to talk to. *eyes furniture dubiously* I don't see a couch, but do you want to lie down?

Beau: *to Robot Kermit* *shrugs*

Mildred: Now you have ever reason to be upset, R Piggy, some...people...ruined your surprise, and your housemates hated it...but the fact remains that you loved it, yes? ...Why are you making that face? Do you need the bathroom?

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <glaring at her> Well, for one, you are standing on moi's foot... for two... my housemates did NOT hate my surprise! It's wonderful! I worked hard to make them happy! And you... are...<she pauses groping for an appropriate insult> ...um... you have too much chin for your face! So, why don't you just mind your own beeswax!

[Beauregard]

Mildred: *steps backwards in shock...which is good news for the foot* Too much chin? I can only assume you mean C.H.I.N. the "Clean, Hot Illustrious Nureyev" fans association...in which case it's in my handbook, not my face. Now...how about you and I book a facial for tomorrow at, say, 4 PM GMT BST?

[Erine81981]

*wakes up* Boy what a weird nightmare i had. *gets out and steps on some salt* What's this?

Herry: *opens the door* Oh hey Kyle. *beginnings to shut the door but sees Kyle is back to self* KYLE! *runs in and hugs him* Glad to see you are back to yourself.

What do you mean?

Herry: Don't you remember?

*thinks a bit and then remembers* Oh yea. I turned into a zombie. I forgot.
Thanks alot for helping me.

Herry: It was Erin who helped you out. She had some stuff for you to drink and then she told me to sprinkle this salt around your bed.

I'll have to thank her. I'm going to go take a bath.

Herry: Ok. *doorbell rings* That's the food. *opens the door* Hello there...

Delivery Monster: Here you go. It will be 14.99.

Herry: Ok. *hands the monster the money* Thanks.

Delivery Monster: Your welcome. You have a good night.

Herry: You too. *cloese the door and heads to the kitchen* Foods here!

Murray: I am hungry.

Bruce: Me too.

Grover: Did you order my favorite food Herry.

Herry: Yes Grover. I had them make it just the way you like.

Grover: Thank you Herry.

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <sarcastically> Oh, of course that's what moi meant, pointy. However... a facial DOES sound like a nice way to relax after my industrious few weeks. Moi will accept your invitation... and to show that I'm a good sport... I'll bring some sandpaper... we'll just take care of your little chin problem there.

[Beauregard]

Mildred: Sandpaper and Nureyev admireing...sounds as if we are in for some afternoon...I'll bring binoculars.

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <faux sweetly> Of course you will. You wear them everywhere you go.

[Katzi428]

Prairie: Kath...you can bunk in with me tonight if you want.
Thanks Prairie.But I'll be OK. As immature as this sounds I'm going to leave a small light on in my room.
Prairie: Doesn't sound immature at all.
Plus I'll say a prayer again. I'm not religious,but when I first started having these nightmares,my mother told me to pray before going to bed.
Rosita coming into the room: Your mother is very smart,Kathy
Yeah...I know.
Rosita: I hope that the kachina doll will work for you tonight.I felt so bad when you were upset this morning
I must have sounded like a lunatic to my mother this morning when I was telling her. I just don't want to lose her too. Plus with my sister in the hospital,I'm nervous.
the girls put their arms around me & hug me
Prairie:All of us are here for you,Kath.We love you.
I love you too hugging the girls and Gafferwho has jumped on my bed

[tvlistingman]

PETER: So It's Saturday Night, what should we do

ZOE: I Know we can go to Everybody Eats for Dinner

BABY BEAR: Then we get a Movie for a good saturday night

LITTLE BIRD: Sounds like a good idea!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Scooter: Kathy's been having nightmares about her mom.
Erin: We heard...and her sister's in the hospital, too.
Nora: And it's pretty bad, from what I hear.
Beige: So...what do we do?
Storyteller: Maybe we could take her something...maybe some comfort food or something.
Erin: Let's see...wait, wait, we've got a loaf of bread left over from when we did some baking a few days ago. It's gone a little stale, so it'll be great for some bread pudding.
Storyteller: And that'll go together pretty quickly.

(As Beige preheats the oven, Erin takes a bread knife and starts hacking up the bread, Nora pours some hot water over a bowl of raisins, Scooter starts looking for a baking dish and Storyteller brings out the eggs, milk and vanilla.)

[Katzi428]

Rosita:Oooohhh...this smells delicioso! Prairie and Kathy! Look what Erin dropped off! Bread pudding!
Oh wow! That does smell good!
Prairie:Mmmm...you bet! Let's dig in!
pouring glasses of milk and setting them out Remind me to call Erin and the others tomorrow to thank them.:)

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *drops off a pan of homemade macaroni and cheese in front of Kathy's room* Hope Kathy likes it... she really needs to feel better.
Clifford: *nods* Poor gal. Hope she'll be okay.
Ryan: Oh, I'm sure she will. Our Kathy's a fighter. C'mon Cliff, let's get to bed.

[Erine81981]

*knocks on Kathy's door* Hey there Kathy. Heard you were having nightmares and that your sister was in the hospital. So me and the Monsters made you some home made cookies.

Grover: My mommy is the one who made them. She calls them "Nightmare Be Gone" cookies.

Herry: And Me and Murray made your sister a card.

Murray: Hope she gets to feeling better.

Bruce: I don't have anything to give but will a hug do?

We hope everything here can cheer you up. And anytime you need anything just call on us. The Monster Squad. Good night Kathy, Prairie and Rostia. You take real good care of this girl, girls. Bye.

The monsters and me kiss Kathy good night

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
I will have to probe into your mind a bit, Kathy dear.
I promise, it will not hurt nor pinch. In fact, you'll be out before you
can say "Oh dearie me!". Now, just let old Uncle Bunnie in to...

Claudia:
Bunnie will not get in her dreams!
I hate that dream machine!

Bunnie:
Of course I'm a dream machine.
Many know that...hmmhmmhmm..
*Crosses arms*

Claudia:
Shut up.
You know what I was talking about.
*Smiles and drops a gift containing spa supplies*
This always helps me after a bad dream...
if you relax your body enough...
I guess it kind of...

Bunsen:
Relieves the tension.

Beaker:
Meeemeee...

Dr. Van Neuter:
I hope you feel better sweetie!

[Katzi428]

Ryan: *drops off a pan of homemade macaroni and cheese in front of Kathy's room* Hope Kathy likes it... she really needs to feel better.
Clifford: *nods* Poor gal. Hope she'll be okay.
Ryan: Oh, I'm sure she will. Our Kathy's a fighter. C'mon Cliff, let's get to bed.

*knocks on Kathy's door* Hey there Kathy. Heard you were having nightmares and that your sister was in the hospital. So me and the Monsters made you some home made cookies.

Grover: My mommy is the one who made them. She calls them "Nightmare Be Gone" cookies.

Herry: And Me and Murray made your sister a card.

Murray: Hope she gets to feeling better.

Bruce: I don't have anything to give but will a hug do?

We hope everything here can cheer you up. And anytime you need anything just call on us. The Monster Squad. Good night Kathy, Prairie and Rostia. You take real good care of this girl, girls. Bye.

The monsters and me kiss Kathy good night

Prairie taking in the goodies our friends left Boy...we sure have some good friends.
Rosita: Si. That macaroni and cheese smells yummy! I know Kathy likes macaroni and cheese.So Ryan made a good choice.
Prairie:So did Kyle and the monsters with the cookies. Kathy'll enjoy this stuff when she gets up.
walking into the kitchen and yawning:Morning,girls.
Prairie:Hi Kath! Did you sleep well?
Yeah...no nightmares,thank heaven. However a couple of times during the night,I saw a girl with blonde hair looking into my room. Then an hour or so,a monster with light blue fur did the same.Know anything about them?;)
Rosita:Oh Kathy!I didn't scare you did I?
Prairie: I hope I didn't either.
Relax girls. I know you were just checking up on me. I appreciate it very much!:)
Prairie:Whew!That's good! Oh...by the way...our friends dropped off some yummy stuff. Here's a mac and cheese from Ryan and Clifford.
Rosita:And some cookies from Kyle and the monsters.Plus a get well card for your sister.
That was sweet of all of them.Nice to have friends that care.
Rosita: Did you want some breakfast?
Maybe later.I just got up to call my mom to wish her a safe trip.Then I heard you two chatting in here.So I decided to come in and talk with you both for a bit.I'm still tired though. So I'm going back to bed for a while. See ya later,OK?
Prairie:Yep.See ya.
Rosita:I'm going to make French toast for breakfast.
Sounds tasty!

[Beauregard]

Back in her own room, Mildred fusses with her shawl and make-up...

Mildred: One simply must be dressed in sutable attire for any meeting of critical, haughty, industrious Nureyev fangroupings...*adjusts shawl*
Beau: Good morning.
Mildred: Afternoon, FYI. You slept off all that fighting till late.
George: We weren't fighting till late...we were late for the fight.
Bo: Nice shawl, Mildred.
Mildred: I know.

[The Count]

Mmm... Mom sure makes some great breakfast burritos... The sliced avocado was good, though the little pieces kept falling off when I bit into the burritos.

OK guys, I'll be in here reading up on the rules of the siderhouse, not the dormhouse. *Light chuckle.
Count, Uncle Deadly, you're in charge of the preparations for tomorrow. If Phil or the others from the Mod Squad call, put them through as they might have some special instructions for the celebration.
*Both haunters nod their heads, snatch a couple of extra burritos, and head out to recruit revellers to decorate the town for tomorrow's event.

[The Count]

*Musing to self... Hmmm, guess Claudia got the Email OK, it didn't bounce back so that's good. Wonder if she figured out just which Disney star my #5's based on. *Sets up cassette player to start reading.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: (on phone) Oh, hi, Count...yes, we heard...you need people to help start decorating? (scribbles something on notepad) Okay, I'll tell the others.
Erin: (entering kitchen) Who was it?
Nora: (hanging up) The Count. He and Uncle Deadly are trying to get people to help decorate for Jim's birthday tomorrow.
Erin: Excellent...anything specific?
Nora: Not sure yet.
Scooter: (coming in) What's going on?
Erin: We're going to start the prep for Jim's birthday and...how are you feeling?
Scooter: Just fine.
Storyteller: Get the thermometer and we'll know for sure. (Scooter holds the thermometer in his mouth - it beeps a few moments later) Let's see...98.6 in Fahrenheit, 36 in Celsius.
Beige: Down in the Cave, if we wanted to know if someone was feeling better we'd rub a chunk of purple moss on his or her forehead. If it turned chartreuse with orange spots, it meant five more days of bed rest.
Scooter: But I'm tired of bed rest...
Beige: But we've shown that you don't need any more bed rest, so there you go.

(up in heaven)
Jerry: So, everyone, what are we going to do?
Don: Set off a few servos under his cloud. Always appropriate.
Richard: I say we drop a huge bucket of confetti over him when he's not looking.
Joe: Well, I was going to play a few tribute songs on the piano for him...
Eren: But remember, the fans are going to be holding that huge party...
Jim: (flying over) Hi-ho, everyone, what's going on?
Jerry: (to others) Shhh! (to Jim) Oh, hello, Jim, we're just shooting the breeze here.

[Gloat]

*Boppity and Gloat appear on a stage placed against the wall in room 27, dressed as women, singing and dancing to the can-can, the stage is brightly decorated, it took them 7 hours to build, problem was it took up half the room, they soon finish the dance*

Adam: ....... Hm, was that worth 7 hours of solid work and taking away half the room? No, it wasnt

Boppity: Was it good?

Adam: Well i cant complain about the performance, you were actually pretty good, but now ya gotta take down the stage and put it all away, starting from now

Boppity and Gloat: ...

Adam: *gets up* dont worry ill help, as soon as ive had a walk, walks out into the common room for a walk around*

[BEAR]

Big Bird: (holding Radar, goes downstairs to Kathy's room and peaks in) Kathy? Are you there? It's me, Big Bird. Oh there you are, Kathy! I just wanted to come down and see how you were because I heard the news that you were sad and having some scary dreams at night. I brought Radar over because I thought maybe you'd like to hold onto him for a while. Sometimes when I'm scared at night, I just hold him under my wing and snuggle up close to him and he makes me feel so much better. Please take him. You need him much more than I do right now. (to Radar) Now, Radar, you take good care of Kathy. She's a really special friend. See you later, pal! (hands the teddy bear over to Kathy). Oh, Bryan also wanted me to tell you that if you need anything, you can call.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Gloat and Bobbity doing the can-can in dresses?
Adam! Record them for me!
*Calls from her room with a giggle*

Bunsen:
Jim Henson's birthday?
Oh! I should help!

Beaker:
*Nods*

Dr. Van Neuter:
Problem is...


where do we start?


Claudia:
....wow...

[Gloat]

Adam: *walks into Claudia's* Dont worry, i video'd it on my phone *walks over and shows it to ya* Funny thing about it is they look stupid in dresses!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Sit here!
Bunnie, make the popcorn!

Bunsen:
Excuse me?

Dr. Van Neuter:
Extra butter on it!

Beaker:
MEEP!

*They all gather on the sofa*

Bunsen:
Hmph.
*Does the popcorn*

Claudia:
Where's Gloat and Bobbity?

[Gloat]

Adam: *starts to play the video* if ya want i can put it on video, and you can watch them making fools of themselves on widescreen! And they are back in the room cleaning up, that stage takes up most of the room, they should be over in, say.... 3 days, but lets spend all that time watching this video eh? *laughs*

[Katzi428]

Big Bird: (holding Radar, goes downstairs to Kathy's room and peaks in) Kathy? Are you there? It's me, Big Bird. Oh there you are, Kathy! I just wanted to come down and see how you were because I heard the news that you were sad and having some scary dreams at night. I brought Radar over because I thought maybe you'd like to hold onto him for a while. Sometimes when I'm scared at night, I just hold him under my wing and snuggle up close to him and he makes me feel so much better. Please take him. You need him much more than I do right now. (to Radar) Now, Radar, you take good care of Kathy. She's a really special friend. See you later, pal! (hands the teddy bear over to Kathy). Oh, Bryan also wanted me to tell you that if you need anything, you can call.

Awww taking Radar and cuddling him Thanks Big Bird!He sure is soft! I won't keep him for long though. I know that next to Snuffy,Radar's your buddy. ;)
And tell Bryan thanks! reaching up and giving Big Bird a kiss on his beak

[The Count]

Wow... Who knew Cider House was so long and dense and rich...
UD, talking into the furnace in the corner of our room...
No Don, you set those up last 4th of July.
No, we used the confetti on Mardi Gras.
The piano songs are a nice touch... Though that might be what some of these fans propose at either the coffee house or Christy's Bar & Grill.

Count, talking to some other recruits on the phone... Yes, ve'll vant as many Muppets and friends from town there for the grand parade. *Aside while cupping his hand over the receiver: Oh, how many friends I'll get to count. Yes, tell the Chef and Sarah Y to make us a celebratory cake. Vill call Guy Smiley and Cantus to get them here on time, as vell as Valdorf.

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *still asleep in Sweetums arms, and peaceful smile on her face*
Bean: *whispers* When do you think she'll wake up?
Sweetums: *whispers* The potion's tranquilizing effect hasn't worn off yet. I dunno....
Elmo: Goosie is still asleep? Wooow. She has been sleeping a long time. Elmo is going to see how Kyle is feeling. *leaves*
Sweetums: *whispers* My arms are getting tired...

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Cheesy grin*

Bunsen, Beaker and Van Neuter:
*Clear their throats at her strangeness*

[redBoobergurl]

Red: Well, I've got a couple of cheerleaders so far. I might need to do a second round of audtions
Mokey: I'm sure you'll get some more if you do
Red: I think I will
Abby: Hey, where's Beth?
Wanda: Oh, she's been really stressed lately because of her job, remember?
Red: I feel so bad, when I first started living with her she didn't really like her job much either, but it was a different job
Mokey: Sometimes it's just hard to find the right fit
Abby: We should do something nice for her
Wanda: That's a great idea
*they brainstorm and decide to make an Oreo pie. Meanwhile, Beth returns to the dorms*
Beth: Hey girls, how was your weekend?
Wanda: That's not important right now
Beth: Why not?
Red: You just sit here
Mokey: And enjoy this special treat
Abby: Cause we love you lots
Beth: An Oreo pie? Did you guys make this or did the Swedish Chef make it?
Red: We did
Beth: Ok, I'll have some then! Thanks guys, you're the best

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(in kitchen, the occupants are prepping some of their contributions to tomorrow's festivities - individual chocolate mint cheesecakes, pineapple-kiwi punch and a batch of almond-pistachio biscotti)

Erin: (over the roar of the mixer) How's the crust coming along? Scooter, give me a status report on those chocolate wafers.
Scooter: (over the roar of the blender) A few more moments and they'll be pulverized enough.
Erin: (adding mint extract and melted chocolate to cream cheese filling) Excellent...and I think we'll take a few of these to Beth.
Scooter: I know. (removes blender bowl from its base and brings it over) She's upset over her job.
Storyteller: (slicing kiwis for the punch) Well...it's never supposed to be easy, I suppose.
Beige: (coring pineapple) But most people don't find their dream job on the first pass - I, on the other hand, became security Fraggle as soon as I was old enough, and...
Storyteller: (pouring ginger ale into punch bowl) You hated it.
Beige: (pause) Yeah, I did.
Erin: (hovering over pans with bowl of cream filling, as Scooter presses the crumb mixture into them) Hey, Nora, are you done toasting those almonds? We're going to need the oven shortly.
Nora: (opening oven door and sliding out a pan of almonds) It's all yours. And I could use the blender when you're done with it.

(up in heaven)

Richard: Well, we could let him have it with a barrage of water balloons...
Jerry: Oh, you and your water fights. I thought we cured you of that, Richard.
Joe: And is that any way to treat your boss on his birthday?
Richard: Guys, please. This is Jim we're talking about - as well as one of the scaredy cats.
(chorus of "Good point.")
Eren: (chuckle) You're still teasing Dave and Steve about the confetti incident?
Christine: Come on, the looks on their faces were priceless.
Don: I still think the servos under the cloud would be a good idea.
Joe: No - they said you've used up your allotted amount of pyrotechnics for the time being.

[The Count]

*Still at the furnace, conversing to the two stone demonheads as if they were familiars.
UD: Water balloons? And how would that be special... Or different than any other cloud raining down on him?
Shame really... Your pyrotechnics were among the best back in the day.
Ah my child, nothing is as sweet as a good fright.
We could however get some good lightningbolts... Spell out his name... Get some rainbows to cooperate, Joe you're good at that sort of thing.

Count makes a few more phone calls, to thank and apologize to Claudia for before... To Beth to see if she's doing well after a stressful week... Calls on Kathy and assures her it'll be better. Finally rings Catherine to know if she'll have her roomies, especially the frog, decked out for the shindig honoring the town's namesake.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Bunnie, what are you working on?

Bunsen:
Nothing too important,
go dilly-dally with your usual happy-go-lucky self.

Claudia:
It's because I called you bald...

Bunsen:
You did?

Claudia:
Snap.

Bunsen:
Well, I cannot lie.
I am indeed bald.

Claudia:
It's just that, you'd usually go on about your experiments and all...

Bunsen:
I'll boast about it later!
Tah-tah! Go to sleep!

Claudia:
What?

Bunsen:
Yes, it's very late.

Claudia:
*Raises her nose with a stubborn air*
*Skips out of the room*

Beaker:
Meep.

Bunsen:
Yes, I pay no mind to her.

Dr. Van Neuter:
I do the same thing!
Just on you though!

Bunsen:
*Huffs*
All the better, to avoid speaking
to fruitcakes like you.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Saythat again..

[Eddie, I edited my previous post. So, do not apologize! :D I was being silly.]

[The Count]

Count: Huh?
Me: Pay him no mind? If you say so... Usually I pay in dollars and cents. But I guess no mind's fair enough to pay im. Certainly beats making sense. Though making dollars is better, if not harder. Oh, let's just forget it all and pay no attention, if you have that as currency instead.

*To show my sis I can be silly at times too.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(some time later)

Erin: Careful, careful...these are hot.
Storyteller: Good grief, those smell good.
Beige: Please, don't drool in the punch.
(chorus of grossed-out remarks)
Erin: (putting some of the miniature cheesecakes onto a serving plate) Scooter, you want to take these over to Beth?
Scooter: Sure. (heads that way with plate)
Storyteller: How are those biscotti coming, Nora?
Nora: (slicing lump of almond and pistachio-studded dough into the familiar slices) Almost ready for the first baking.

(up in heaven)

Joe: Hmm...yes, the rainbows would be an excellent idea.
Jerry: But if we did the lightning bolts, we couldn't have any formation flying.
Christine: But we want to do the flying V.
Richard: Yeah - and I've been working on my barrel roll.
Don: Let's go with the lightning bolts - and I'll throw in a few Catherine wheels and maybe some...
Eren: Nice try, pyro boy. (pause) I'll just bring the usual platter of baklava - and Joe, you must bring those black and white cheesecake bars of yours.
Joe: Ah, yes, the piano bars. I'll get to them tomorrow morning.

[The Count]

*Still at the furnace...
UD: But some leeway must be given Don. After all, we need Jim's star to blaze across the heavens. How else is he to have lighted candles?
Count: Wery well Batty, you get the rest of the girls to make a run over to Muff YN Fluff to get us batches of the flavored cookies. Ed still has half a heavy book to read via audio cassette, but he'll definitely be there tomorrow. He's also hoping a certain autumnly season vill make it's first foliaged fall soon now that it is his most favorite season of all.
*The vampire tucks away the recipe cards for lime in coconut kisses, key lime pie, and Caribbean Cooler punch into his coat pockets for him and the spookly blue lightning shooter to prepare on the morrow.

[Ruahnna]

Piggy: Is that what you're wearing tomorrow?
Kermit: (a little defensive) Um, yeah.
Piggy: Kermit, sweetie, I don't want to seem bossy, but don't you think you could wear something a little more, I don't know, festive?
Kermit: What do you mean? I like this outfit! It's a go anywhere outfit!
Fozzie: But, um, Kermit--you aren't wearing anything! (to self) Why does this plot sound so familiar?
Kermit: Exactly! If it was good enough for Sesame Street and The Muppet Show, it ought to be good enough for the celebration for Jim. Besides--Jim LIKED green. A LOT!
Piggy: (sighing) Okay, Sweetie. Don't get your shorts in a bunch.
Kermit: (irked) I'm not wearing any, okay? Got something to say about that?
Catherine: (coming in from the kitchen) Okay--everybody calm down, alright? I don't think Piggy was complaining about the way you look Kermit. In fact, I'm pretty sure she likes the cut of your, um, suit.
(Kermit blushes, but so does Piggy, and they sneak glances at each other and giggle.)
Piggy: I'm not complaining about the way you look, Kermie--I'm just wondering if we couldn't jazz things up a little.
Kermit: (wryly, but at least receptive) For instance?
Piggy: How about a hat?
Kermit: A hat?
Fozzie: A hat?
Catherine: What kind of hat?
Piggy: I'm glad you asked!
(She produces a smart top hat from a big hat box and hands it to Kermit, who eyes it dubiously.)
Piggy: (encouragingly) Go ahead--try it on.
(Kermit sighs and tries on the top hat. He looks in the mirror and his roomies crowd around him to look at his reflection, too. Gradually, Piggy's look of anticipation changes to one of mirth, which she tries vainly to hide. Kermit finally says what they're all thinking.
Kermit: I look like Mr. Peanut.
Fozzie: Um, sortof.
Catherine: You need spats, but...yeah. And you could borrow The Count's monocle.
(Piggy says nothing, but finally bursts into little snorts and giggles of laughter. Kermit shucks the hat off and hands it too her with great ceremony, and she takes it and manages to look just a LITTLE abashed.)
Piggy: Okay--you were right. You should go just like you are.
Kermit: (just a little uncertain) You're sure?
(Piggy's blue eyes are full of mischief.)
Piggy: Yes--I'm sure. I shouldn't have tried to improve on perfection. (She sashays away.)
(Kermit stands there for a moment. If he'd had eyebrows, they would have climbed into his hairline--if he'd had hair.)
Kermit: (With a very self-satified air) Hmmmm....perfection. I like the sound of that.
Fozzie: I kindof liked the hat.....
Catherine: Shoo--off to bed or SOMEWHERE else! I'm cooking for tomorrow and I need a few less distractions. Shoo!

[Katzi428]

Prairie:You coming tonight to the celebration of Mr. Henson's life?
Yep...I'll be there! Kinda feel sorry for Kermit though.
Rosita: Why?
Well...you see Catherine,Fozzie and Miss Piggy are trying to make Kermit all dressed up. So Catherine gave him a top hat and he said he starts giggling looks like Mr. Peanut! Plus they wanted to add a monocle and some fancy shoes!
Prairie starting to giggle too Oh goodness!Poor Kermit!
Rosita giggling a bit A green peanut!I hope that Kermit says he'll wear something else. Mr. Henson loved the color green!
Well if he has to wear the suit and other stuff,let's not laugh at him or make peanut jokes.
Prairie & Rosita:OK.

(OOC: Catherine...I REALLY was sitting here cracking up about Kermit's outfit!:) )

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Today is a special day
Red: Why is that?
Beth: It is Jim Henson's birthday
Mokey: Oh yes, I miss him
Abby: I never knew him
Wanda: Neither did I
Mokey: He would've loved both of you very much
Red: Today is not about being sad though, we are celebrating!
Beth: She is right, come on girls, let's get our festive on!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: (returning through Fraggle hole) Of course, we'll all be there, assuming that people can tear themselves away from their assorted jobs and extracurriculars for five seconds at least...(turns to look at stacked trays and bowls of edibles for the party) What the...all right, who ate all the extra biscotti while I was gone?

(Erin quickly hides her face behind a newspaper, Nora stifles a hiccup, Scooter wipes some crumbs off his face and Beige checks to see if he has a piece of pistachio skin stuck between his teeth.)

[BeakerSqueedom]

[Haha..XD]

Claudia:
*Applies mascara*
Thanks Beakie...oh wait! OUCH!
EEEEEEE!

Beaker:
*Looks a little disturbed*
Meeep?

Claudia:
Be gentle with my hair...
brush is too hard.

Bunsen:
It's not his fault that your hair is abnormally thick.

Dr. Van Neuter:
It's not her fault you're bald.

Bunsen:
*Glares*

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: *calling Erin's room*: Hey Erin, never called to thank you guys for the cheesecake bars, they were delicious!

[Gloat]

*clearing up the stage*

Adam: 16 hours! We've been taking this stage down for 16 hours! What did you make it out of?

Gloat: Glue and wood

Boppity: Mostly glue!

Adam: Well i never really thought you two were the best at DIY, makes sense really

Gloat: We've saved all our best materials for halloween!

Adam: Well good luck with that then

Boppity: *walks out* Gonna get some food

Adam: .... Why that little ****!

Gloat: *shudders at language* Why do you swear so much? People won't be happy

Adam: I cant help it, its in my genes

Gloat: Oh...

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *still sleeping in Sweetum's arms*
Sweetums: I hope she wakes up soon....
Bean: *adjusting the collar on a starched white shirt* She'll wake up! She's gotta! It would be strange for her to sleep through a party.
Alex: *eyes pop open* Party? What party?
Sweetums: Finally! *sets her down and massages his arms* It's a party for Jim.
Alex: *sees Bean getting all dressed up* So whats with the new threads?
Bean: It's a party for Jim! I gotta look my best!
Alex: Right. Well, *looks at Sweetums* better snap to! You've got a lot of work to do!
Sweetums: I have a lot of work to do? What about you? Your hair's still all frizzed out from when you changed into a werewolf!
Alex: I did WHAT?
Bean: Werewolf. And Kyle turned into a zombie. Oh, and you smacked Mr. Honeydew and carried Mr. Van Neuter around in your mouth.
Alex: BLECH! *runs to brush her teeth*
Elmo: *walks in, with white cuffs around his wrists and a bowtie* Hello! Are you ready for the party tonight? Did the goosie wake up yet?
Alex: Elmo! *squeezes him in tight hug and carries him around*
Bean: Alex, could you help me with my tie? *fumbles with his tie*
Alex: Sure! *Helps Bean tie his tie*
Sweetums: *comes into the room wearing a tux*
Alex: Wow. That was fast. Are you going to do something about your hair though?
Sweetums: Yeah, but don't worry about that right now! Go change already!
Alex: FINE. *goes to change into her pink dress with off-the-shoulder sleeves*
Sweetums: *calling after her* And do something about your own hair!
Alex: *turns around and makes face at Sweetums*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Giggles loudly at Adam's slip-up*

Beaker:
Donemeep!

Claudia:
Thank you, I feel pretty!
Now, I just need to get out of this bath robe.
You all get dressed after I'm done!
It'll be kind of wierd for you to be walking around in lab coats
for such an important event!

Bunsen:
Very much so.
Off you go.

Claudia:
*Gets a modest looking dress and goes into the restroom for a change*

---

Dr. Van Neuter:
Like, Claudia get outta there!
It's been twenty minutes!
I so need to fix up too, yah know?

Bunsen:
I second that!

Beaker:
MEEP!

[The Count]

*Singing... Banners and branches, and bright-lighted bulbs.
Streamers and trumpets, and chittery hubbub.
Pianos tinkling and everyone in green.
Jim's celebration party is the most wonderful scene.

While singing, panoramic views of the town prominently display, as if some sort of program for the amusement of unseen viewers. The various decorations hang from the lampposts, strings of lights wrap around iron overhanging bowers, most of our home giddy with the festive ambiance of a true celebration for Jim and Jerry that'll talke us throughout the week.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Emerges from the restroom lookin' spankin' new*
I wanna see what they're doing.
*Nearly trips over herself walking in high-heels*

Dr. Van Neuter:
It's beautiful!
Like, sweetie, it is like a makeover uber.
Oh my lordy! You look so pretty! Gimme a twirl!

Claudia:
*Rolls eyes*
Is Mrs. Van Neuter coming?
*Smiles gently*

Dr. Van Neuter:
Totally, she is going to be a dream!
Which reminds me, I need to change.
*Runs to the restroom before it is claimed*

Claudia:
Look sharp for her!
*Laughs a bit*

---

Beaker:
Meepmeee!

Bunsen:
Why are we on the roof, you ask?

Beaker:
Mwomee!

Bunsen:
I only wanted to take a small breather.

Beaker:
Ooomeeemeemee!

Bunsen:
Oh, I suppose we're too late.
Let's wait another hour.
*Shakes head*

Beaker:
Meep?

Bunsen:
Oh, checkers?
Why not!

[Katzi428]

Almost ready for the party?
Prairie:Yeah...I am.
Rosita:Me too.Hey Kath?What's on that big cake plate there?
Oh...these are rainbow whispering ...cookies They're like little chocolate cakes and each part has food coloring like colors of the rainbow. You want one each to sample for now?
Rosita taking one Sure!
Prairie takes one too Mmm!Delicious!
Rosita:Yes..they are!
All righty then,let's go!
Prairie puts Gaffer in her little carrier and off we go

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: (looking at watch) All right, everyone, let's get going.

(group gathers up platters of cheesecakes and biscotti, and bowl of punch, along with two sets of wind chimes for the back garden - the group gift for the festivities)

[BEAR]

Almost ready for the party?
Prairie:Yeah...I am.
Rosita:Me too.Hey Kath?What's on that big cake plate there?
Oh...these are rainbow whispering ...cookies They're like little chocolate cakes and each part has food coloring like colors of the rainbow. You want one each to sample for now?
Rosita taking one Sure!
Prairie takes one too Mmm!Delicious!
Rosita:Yes..they are!
All righty then,let's go!
Prairie puts Gaffer in her little carrier and off we go

Cookie: (standing out in the hallway by Kathy's room) Hello, ladies. Looking mighty spiffy this ev-ening. (Spies the rainbow colored pastries) What you got there? (sniffs the plate) Oh, you would not want to get sticky crumbs all over nice party clothes. Hey hey! What you say me carry plate for you? No delivery charge necessary.

[BEAR]

(Ernie and Bert are already in there tuxedos getting ready for the celebration)
Ernie: Boy, this is gonna be a great party!
Bert: Yeah! I'm even wearing my green argyle socks that I've been saving for just this special occassion. (showing them off) What do you think, huh?
Ernie: (humoring him) Very nice, Bert. And I'm sure Kermit the Frog is really gonna like those!
Snuffy: Uh, Bird?
Big Bird: (Wearing a green tie) Yeah, Snuffy?
Snuffy: Who is this party for again?
Big Bird: Jim Henson!
Snuffy: Who's that?
Big Bird: Gee I don't remember, (giggles nervously) but I do remember that he is very special.
Bryan: Hey, guys!
Bert: Bryan, you're not dressed!
Ernie: Yeah, even Rubber Duckie's all ready to go. (holds up Rubber Duckie who is wearing a little bowtie)
Bryan: I know, I'm gonna be there a little later. I have to teach a class at the acting studio tonight. You guys go along and I'll catch up.
Big Bird: Okay, I'll try to save you some birdseed cookies.
Ernie: Speaking of cookies...where is our fuzzy blue friend?
Bryan: Oh, I saw him out in the hall trying to bum party food off of Kathy.
Snuffy: Oh, dear.

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *leans back in chair and sighs heavily*
Clifford: Homework gettin' to ya again?
Ryan: You have no idea...
Clifford: Heh heh, don't worry too much dude, you'll be okay.
Ryan: *smirk* I sure hope so, Cliff.
Clifford: Anything I can do to help?
Ryan: Nah, just taking notes on--
Clifford: *clamps hand over Ryan's mouth* Shh! Ya nutball!
Ryan: *pushes Clifford's hand off* What are you doing?
Clifford: You can't say that word in this room! You know that, man!
Ryan: What w-- Oh... I see. Oh, c'mon Cliff, Sam's out in the living room, and the door's closed, and we've got music on, there's no way he can hear us.
Clifford: Mmhm, well just in case, I'm leavin' before you say anything. *walks out of bedroom*
Ryan: *shakes head* To think, Clifford thought that just by saying American History I'd--
Sam: *bursts into room carrying a bunch of papers in his wings* Ryan! I heard that you were studying American History! I've brought my entire documentation of the complete history of these fine United States of America! *stands patriotically*
Ryan: *rolls eyes* Thanks Sam, but I'm just taking notes.
Sam: *throws papers on Ryan* Here! Use my notes!
Ryan: *climbs to the top of paper pile* Thanks Sam...
Sam: Yes yes, you just stay here studying while I and the others attend the celebration tonight.
Ryan: Celebration? What celebration?
Sam: I have no idea. But if it gets some culture into this uncultured establishment, I am more than fine with it.
Ryan: Sheesh...

[redBoobergurl]

Red: Come on guys, party!
Beth: I'm ready, let's go
Abby: You look really pretty Wanda
Wanda: Thanks! So do you
Mokey: What a lovely evening this is to spend time with friends celebrating another special friend
Red: Who cares about that, I'm ready to dance my heart out! Come on, let's go! *she runs ahead of the others who just laugh and shake their heads*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(up in heaven)

Jim: My...the town looks very nice tonight.

(behind him, Richard, Christine and Don are sneaking up with a large bucket of confetti - a stash left over from other fetes)

Richard: (sotto voce) All right. Three...two...one...(they all dump it on Jim)
Jim: Wha...What the hey?
Others: Surprise!
Jim: Oh...(laughs) Thanks for the birthday wishes, guys. Oh, and those clouds behind you are about to explode with pink goo.
(and the clouds do, covering the three jokers with the aforementioned goo - Jim has a good hearty laugh as they try to clean themselves off)
Christine: (tasting some of the goo) Hmm...raspberry.
Don: What...Jim, you knew we were coming all along, didn't you?
Jim: (Dr. Teeth voice) Oh, positively.
Joe: (flying over with piano music) When you're done goofing off, we're all going to fly down.
Jim: Sounds like a plan.

(the angels start to fly down in formation, in groups of two: Jim and Jerry, Richard and Christine, and Joe and Eren - Don flies separately, with a concealed bag of assorted practical jokes)

Jerry: We've got a bit of a cross breeze in the vicinity of the town! Stay close!
Richard: (shaking his right wing, which feels rather sticky) Christine, do I still have some of that stuff in my wings?
Christine: 'Fraid so. (leans over and rips a few gobs of it out)
Eren: Don, is that a Golden Dragon you're carrying?
Don: No, it isn't.
Joe: (to others) We'll have to frisk him on landing.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
You all look so cute!

Bunsen:
You're wearing a dress...
am I on a different planet? Different timeline?
Beakie, I must have fallen on my head again...

Beaker:
*Gasps loudly*

Claudia:
It's just a white dress from Channel that stops to my knees...
I even wore a pearl necklace!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Oh, that's gorgeous!
I love the perfume...Channel?

Claudia:
Nope, Christian Dior!

Bunsen:
Now, that I've managed to snap back to reality...
we might as well get going! Such a shame that Ryan won't be going to this exciting event with Sam breathing down his neck. Such a patriotic eagle...

Beaker:
Meeemadam?
*Offers arm*

Claudia:
*Giggles*
Don't mind if I do!

[The Count]

*Smiles good naturedly at those who keep asking, reminding me of the old joke from that oft-lost fanfic of the Ive Five... "What's a J. Henson?"

Tuxedo clothes grace the Count's person, in lue of his more traditional coat and cape, whereas Uncle Dedly has changed into silver tie and slightly faded black-grayish formal ware, allowing Ed the opportunity to ask his bunkmates for assistance in finishing off the cuffs and cumberbund and bowtie. Batty Bat alights upon the Count's shoulder, wrapped with a white bowtie of his own and miniature top hat, Fatatatita adorned by a regal violet-black ribbon rests in her own carrying case gripped by the phantomly dragon this instance affording Ed to steer himself with the aid of his trusty bat-topped cane, the occupants salley forth out to the town hall big enough to accomodate everyone for tonight's starting festivities.

[Katzi428]

Cookie: (standing out in the hallway by Kathy's room) Hello, ladies. Looking mighty spiffy this ev-ening. (Spies the rainbow colored pastries) What you got there? (sniffs the plate) Oh, you would not want to get sticky crumbs all over nice party clothes. Hey hey! What you say me carry plate for you? No delivery charge necessary.
Naaaahhh Cookie...I don't think you want to carry these mini mud pies that I made for Oscar.Right girls?
Prairie:Right!They have ushy gushy pieces of garbage in them!Right Rosita?
Rosita: Oh si Prairie!Oscar loves this,but it's absolutely horrible to me!
See ya at the party Cookie.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
My brother is lookin' great!
*Smiles and covers his eyes with her hands playfully*
BOO!

Bunsen:
Claudia, you're hyper again.
I should never have given you that candy...

Beaker:
*Tugs Claudia*
Meeep!

Claudia:
But...but...

Dr. Van Neuter:
Composta is waiting for me...
no buts!

Claudia:
Hmph, bye Eddie!

[The Count]

Bye Sis... *Says hi to her again later.
The other two bachelor brothers of Room #1 find their dates and decide to shmooze a little at the pre-party gathering... Uncle Deadly assures Auntie Eleanor that Mr. Henson would appreciate her presence, she had already met him being ghosts connected to the Netherworld themselves. Count takes Countess Dahling von Dahling's hand as they glide on past to their table.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(room 7 has just arrived at their table - all are in evening wear: Erin - dark blue silk dress; Nora: purple and silver satin dress; Storyteller: shocking pink organdy with green sash dress; Scooter: dark green suit, bright orange tie; Beige: dark gray suit, bright blue tie)

Nora: So did you have to cover a meeting tonight?
Erin: Unfortunately. One more hour of sitting in a chair that's less than ergonomic. (looks around) Tonight's shindig promises to be much more fun.
Scooter: I know - I think I just saw Jim and the others flying in.

(cackle overhead, and a small firework goes off in mid-air)

Beige: Well, I think Don Sahlin's here.
Storyteller: Come on, let's go grab something to drink.

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: *wearing a tux* Bean? Elmo? Are you ready to go over to the party? Alex said don't wait for her.
Bean: Gee, she sure is taking a while. *follows Sweetums out the door*
Elmo: Oh, Elmo is sooo excited about the party! Goodbye Dorothy! Elmo will be back later!
Dorothy: *wearing a party hat* Bubbles......
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Alex: *walks out of the bathroom wearing a knee-length off-the-shoulder pink dress with hot pink tuelling peaking out at the bottom, her hair slightly curled, and wearing a silver necklace and matching dangling earrings* Where are my shoes? Oh! Here they are! *puts on a pair of black heels*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(a stereo somewhere starts to play 'Blessed,' by Elton John)

Storyteller: Oooh...Beige, get up and come dance with me.
Beige: B-but I've got two left feet.
Storyteller: (snort) Oh, come on, all Fraggles pick it up pretty soon. (the two head out to an open space in between the tables)
Scooter: Want to join them, Nora?
Nora: Sure. (the two join)
Erin: (sigh) Guess it's just me then.
Richard: (flying over) No dance partner, reporter lady?
Erin: Nope...but I thought you'd be taking a turn around the floor with Christine.
Richard: She's doing just that with her dad. Feel like taking a spin with a ghost?
Erin: Oh, why not? (heads out to open area with him, as other couples start to join - including Jim with Jane, and Jerry with Susan)

[Erine81981]

*runs in* Sorry guys. I'm....late? Where is everyone? *looks out in the hallway* I'm always late. I stay to late over at my sister's alot. *undresses and dresses into a tux and top hat* There we go. *looks in mirror* This....*pulling and tugging at tux*....suit makes me look like a monkey. *a monkey appears wearing a tux* Hmmmmm change that thought. I'm ready. *heads out into the hallway and meets up with Sweetums, Bean and Elmo* Hey guys. Glad to see ya'll. You all look spiffy. Where's Alex?

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: Oh, she was finishing getting ready. She said not to wait, but I think she was almost done. *looks back toward room 24*
Alex: *grabs a small black purse and walks into the hallway* Oh, guys! Wait up!
Bean: There she is!
Alex: Bean, you forgot your bouttonier. *pins a pink carnation to Beans jacket*

[Erine81981]

You look magnificent, Alex. Are you ready for the party? I know i am. The monsters are already there. I was over at my sister's and forgot all about this. I had mp3 full of his music but didn't know we had a party here.

Grover: *notcies Kyle* Hey Kyle. Glad you could make it.

Sorry i was late.

Grover: It is alright. You look handsome.

So do you too.

Grover: Hey Alex babiee! You look gorgeous. *holds out arms*

*sees Murray* Hey Murray.

Murray: Kyle! *hugs me* I thought you might miss it.

Nah. Never miss this.

Herry: Hey Kyle. Everyone is have a ball.

Good to know Herry. Hey Bruce!

Bruce: *dancing, waves*

Is Oscar around?

Herry: Me and Murray thought we saw him.

Murray: He was with his grouch lady.

Grungetta is here?

Herry: Yep.

Awsome. I'm glad to see others here too. Well i'm going to go talk to Beth and the girls. Talk to ya'll later.

Herry: Ok. Where's Rosita?

[Katzi428]

The three of us enter the room.Rosita is wearing a salmon colored dressPrairie is wearing a white dress with rosebuds on it. I'm wearing a light blue dress.Gaffer is wearing a dark green ribbon around her neck
Prairie:Hi everybody!waving to everyone in the room
Rosita:Everyone looks so nice!Hi Herry..here I am!waving to Herry
Yes...they do! Let's go to the buffet. Uh...and I'll set these things where someone can't touch them before dessert.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(all return to table)

Nora: That was a lot of fun...but I'm getting thirsty again.
Scooter: Come on, let's hit the buffet.
(gang heads off to load up on cake, punch and other edibles)
Erin: (biting into a piece of cake) Mmm...if anyone leaves here hungry it's their own fault.
Storyteller: Try the finger sandwiches - they're excellent, hands down. (chuckles at her own joke)
Beige: (leaving buffet with stacked plate) I've heard rumors that Don's going to set off a bunch of sparklers before long.

(over by ghost contingent)

Richard: (waltzing with Christine) Did he just say Don's going to set off sparklers?
Joe: (tickling the ivories on the piano) I thought we got all the fireworks away from him!
Jerry: Maybe my magnetic wand's not working...
Jim: (chatting with Steve and Melissa) Now, now, this is Don we're talking about, after all.
Richard: Right...but I'm going to go grab something by way of dessert before he lets loose. (flies over to buffet table and picks up a few chocolate-glazed donuts; other ghosts start to follow suit)

[The Count]

Ed spoons a glass of his Caribbean Cooler punch into a cup, fishing the treasured pineapple pieces and a cherry or two. Mmm, can taste the cranberry, orange, and pineapple juices mingling. The lemon-lime soda adds just the right touch of spritzing to make it a nice fancy party drink. The kids from Sesame will like this one, good and helthy for them.

Meanwhile, music from At the Dance starts playing, couples curtseying to each other cracking with the informality of some well-worn old jokes.
Uncle Deadly: So, is this your favorite time of year?
Auntie Eleanor: No, I prefer another type of holiday.
UD: What kind?
AE: Boo Year's Eve.

[Erine81981]

Would you like to dance with me, Alex?

Herry: How about a dance Rostia?

[Beakerfan]

Alex: I'd love to! You look quite handsome tonight.

Sweetums: *serving drinks*

Bean: *talking with Elmo and Grover*

[Katzi428]

watching Herry dance with Rosita They're cute together,aren't they,Prairie?
Prairie:Yep! Hey Kath?You don't mind if I go dance with Bert do you? He asked me before.
By all means!Have fun.:) taking a sip of the Carribean Cooler that Ed made
(OOC: Bry...I hope you don't mind that I borrowed Bert)

[tvlistingman]

(I'm in a Black Tuxedo, Zoe's in a Pink Dress, Baby Bear's in a white Tux and Little Bird's wearing a Red Dress, I'm brining Fruit Punch and Cream Puffs)


Peter: Are you going to Go to a Party to celebrate Mr. Henson's life

Zoe: Yes

Little Bird; And this is going to celebrate the man that started it all

Baby Bear: Mr. Jim Henson

Peter: He was born in 1936 and he created Kermit the Frog, so why don't we get going to the Party!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: Who wants more punch? Ed's got a really excellent bowl of Caribbean Cooler up there.
(chorus of "I do!")
Storyteller: So then, I tell him, "look pal, if you're going to..."

(shriek overhead)
Scooter: What the...
Nora: Look!

(Someone has set off a group of flying silver sparklers, which spell out, against the starry night sky, "Happy birthday, Jim Henson.")

[The Count]

Count: Ah vhat a delightful night.
Mmm, might go over and have a slice of key lime pie, if Jim hasn't gotten to all of it yet.

Beneath the message, a second line of magical golden dancing flames spell out: Happy Birthday Steve Whitmire.
And beneath that, in crystalized diamond raindrop dust: In memory of Jerry Jull.

Crazy Harry can be heard laughing upon the outskirts of the premises, letting loose his repressed mad bomber barrage with his mentor and trainer Don once again.

[Erine81981]

Thanks *dances with Alex*

Herry: You look pretty tonight.

Murray: *walks up to Kathy* Can i have this dance young pretty lady?

*sees Peter* Hey Peter! *waves to Peter* He takes such good care of Baby Bear, Zoe and Little Bird. I really love when we have parties here.

Bruce: *tapes shoulder of a young girl* Can i have this dance wth you, Erin?

Waiter Grover: (talking to Elmo and Bean) I will take to you two later. *bumps into Sweetums* Hey there big fella. You helping serve drinks too? Why that is so nice that you are helping. Thanks.

[Katzi428]

Thanks *dances with Alex*

Herry: You look pretty tonight.
Rosita:Gracias Herry! You look very handsome!

Murray: *walks up to Kathy* Can i have this dance young pretty lady?


Why yes you may,sir! You look very handsome tonight!curtsying

[Erine81981]

Herry: Awwwww *blushes* You just saying that. *shy laugh*

Murray: Why thank you. *starts dancing with Kathy* And you look pretty yourself.

Grungetta: *dancing with Oscar* Why do we attend these when we are the only grouches here?

Oscar: We aren't the only grouches. Look. *points to some others*

Grungetta: I don't just mean them. What about the famous ones?

Oscar: Maybe they have better things to do then come to some fancy party.

Grungetta: Then why not us leave?

Oscar: I don't know. If you want to stop dancing we can. Let's go play some tricks on some of my roomies.

Grungetta: Sounds like fun.

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *dancing with Kyle*

Sweetums: Hey Grover! Um, what are we doing with all this sherbet? *holds up a massive tub of berry sherbet*

[Katzi428]

Herry: Awwwww *blushes* You just saying that. *shy laugh*
Rosita: Don't be embarrassed!It's the truth!

Murray: Why thank you. *starts dancing with Kathy* And you look pretty yourself.
Why thank you! You're very kind!:)

[BEAR]

watching Herry dance with Rosita They're cute together,aren't they,Prairie?
Prairie:Yep! Hey Kath?You don't mind if I go dance with Bert do you? He asked me before.
By all means!Have fun.:) taking a sip of the Carribean Cooler that Ed made
(OOC: Bry...I hope you don't mind that I borrowed Bert)

(OOC: That's great, Kath!)

Bert: You're a terrific dancer, Prairie, but have I ever showed you "The Pigeon"? (Does a couple steps and poses) Ta-da!

Ernie: There's Bert doing that silly dance again, Rubber Duckie.
RD: *Squeak squeak squeak*
Ernie: I know! Nothing compares to "De Rubber Duck"! Khekhekhe!
Big Bird: I wonder where Bryan is...
Bryan: (In a beautiful black tux with navy blue vest and tie) I'm here!
Snuffy: You made it!
Bryan: Yeah, sorry I'm late. Is there any food left?
Snuffy: Talk to him... (uses his snuffle to point toward Cookie Monster at the buffet table.)
Cookie: Hmmm...Kathy said it filled with garbage, but then me wonder why it smell so delicious.

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: Don't let being late bother you, Bryan.
Gillis: Right; we certainly don't.
Kim: Okay, just for that you owe me a dance, Maestro Smarty-Pants.
Gillis: (mutters) Me and my big mouth... But of course. *walks with Kim to the dance floor*
Tosh: *sidles up to Boober* Boober? Would you like to dance with me?
Boober: Well, uh...sure, Tosh. *leads her to the dance floor*
Mimzy: *looking over at Beast* Guess that leaves just you and me. Shall we follow their example, or head over to the refreshment table?
Beast: Hmmm... (growling) Rrable!
Mimzy: Yeah, food sounds good to me too.

-Kim

[BEAR]

Bryan: What a great party. Everyone looks so nice.
Ernie: It's time to make a toast.
Cookie: Toast? Where?
Bert: Like we planned, Cookie Monster.
Cookie: Oh that.
Ernie: Muppet Dorms and this party were brought to you today by the letters J... (Ernie holds up the letter)
Cookie: And M...(holds up letter)Big Bird: And by the number 5.
Snuffy: Muppet Dorms is a production of the Muppet Central Forums.
ALL: Happy Birthday, Jim Henson!

[BeakerSqueedom]

(Last night)

Claudia:
*She sits uncomfortably in her seat, looking to the candle in front of her.
Her curls curtain her face a little as she shifts her gaze to her cream-white high-heels shoes. Her lips form into a rosy pout, and her eyes are narrowed slightly when she notices a tiny bug walking nonchalantly on her lap. Gently, she picks it up and puts it on the floor. Her white dress looks simplistic yet elegant. Transparent long sleeves loosely hug her arms. Noticing her pearl necklace, she begins to admire it. Until her friends finally take their seats.

Claudia notices how lovely everyone looks as they dance like swans in a lake. She sees Composta takes her seat next to the blonde muppet happily. They greet each other kindly and engage is light conversation despite Claudia’s inability to communicate appropriately with her. The girl turns her head to see a talented Beaker swinging around a muppet girl not too far away from them. Wow, he sure could dance. Deciding to return to light conversation, she discovers Composta being swept away to a dance by her long time husband.*

Claudia:
Yah know, this is such a pretty party…Jim is probably having the time of his life now, watching over this.

Eeee!

The Count is dancing with the Countess! *Whispers to Bunsen* they make a GREAT couple! Oh! Oh! Alex is dancing with Kyle! AWWW! Oh wait wait wait! I spot Bert dancing with Prairie! Oooo Kimmy is dancing with the maestro! Herry…Murray….OOOO!

Bunsen:
Madam, may I have this dance?
*Offers an arm*

Claudia:
*Nods*
Yah, I get excited at parties!
Warning, I can’t walk in these types of shoes…

Bunsen:
I noticed. That’s probably why nobody asked you.
Not to worry, I’ve decided to tolerate your pinchy shoes and light perfume.
I am highly prepared for any foot stepping too.

Claudia:
Gee, I sure feel better about myself.
*Glares*

Bunsen:
I’m so glad dear.
*Says absentmindedly*

Claudia:
*Wants to badly pour punch on Bunsen*
Ok babyface…

---

(Today)

Bunsen:
You managed not to step on my foot.
You did so wonderfully last night!

Claudia:
*Giggles*
Yah, except the part where I tripped at the end of the party...
when you were covered in punch...

Bunsen:
Oh, I ended up smelling rather nice.
I can't hold a grudge too long.

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Scoffs*

Bunsen:
*Natters*

Dr. Van Neuter:
It was a dream last night.
The beautiful Composta Heap has graced me with her
presence! Ohhh...*Looks lovingly to his scientific instruments*

Beaker:
*Dances around the dorms happily while singing*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(next morning)

Nora: Swell party...(droops over at table)
Beige: A little too much pineapple punch?
Nora: (hiccup) Yes.
Storyteller: All right, so who'd you dance with?
Erin: I took a few spins around the floor with...let's see...well, Scooter and Beige here...along with Richard, and Bruce. Good times.
Scooter: I also went around the floor with Christine.
Beige: So what time did the ghosts go home?
Erin: It was fairly late when they left.
Nora: (looking up) The dorms are awfully quiet today.
Beige: Oh, yeah, they're all recovering from last night.
Scooter: But come on, it was the biggest party of the year, after all.

(up in heaven)

Jerry: All right, everyone up, it's a beautiful morning and we've got lots of work to do - (abruptly cut off as five other angels launch pillows at him from their clouds)
Jim: (chuckle) I warned you that the others aren't morning people, either in life or in death and afterlife.

[The Count]

Good to know everybody had a swell time. And of course, it'll all stay up for the week, I sort of heard Mayor Chapman declare it Muppeteer Week. Well, at least I know what I'll be doing tonight.
*Knowing wink. *Goes out to see if Count and Uncle Deadly left some oatmeal with plenty of raisins and no lumps (I can't stand lumps in my oatmeal). Or maybe they happened to get some wheatena instead, been so long since I've had that wheat-based oatmeal...

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Jim: Thank you, Ed, I had a marvelous time. And I think I can speak for the others when I say we all had a marvelous time.
Jerry: (massaging the lump on his head, where Richard's pillow hit him) Well, you'll have to speak for the others, since I don't think they'll be getting up anytime soon. (wincing) That kid's got quite a throwing arm...

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *slowly gets out of bed, her hair still curled and her makeup all done up* Goodmorning boys! *walks over to their beds* It's time to get up!

Elmo: Oh good morning! Did you have fun at the party?

Alex: Oh my gosh, so much fun! I can't even tell you how much fun I had! I think I probably danced almost all night with Kyle...

Elmo: Elmo had lots of fun too! Yeah. Yeah, he did not dance, but he still had lots of fun!

Alex: *gently shaking Bean to wake him up* That's great Elmo!

Sweetums: *Yawns* YAAAAAAAH. *rubs his eyes* Oh hey you guys. Wow, great party last night.

Alex:*still trying to wake Bean* Wasn't it? *notices Sweetums is still in his tux* Wow. You must've been tired last night! You didn't even bother changing!

Sweetums: Oh, well, yeah. I mean, I was serving drinks all night... and besides! I like it!

Alex: Ok.

Bean: ZZZZzzzzzzzzz..........

Alex: *keeps trying to wake Bean*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Oh, Claudia...
look over there for a few minutes.

I wouldn't want you staring at the
ray. It'd boil your eyes in a most painful manner.
I am just cutting open Flubber for a moment...

The reason why I made it that way is because this little blob
consists of very very solid material...what confuses me is how it
managed to take on a soft (almost delicate) exterior...

Claudia:
Ok.
Wait, what?
*Flubber starts screaming*
NOO! *Grabs it with her eyes closed*
YOU'RE MAD!

Bunsen:
But...

Beaker:
*Goes to take a shower*

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Shakes head*

Peepers:
O_o *Faints*

Claudia:
Oh, you didn't go last night!
I'm sorry Peepers!

Peepers:
*Sniffles*

Claudia:
Don't worry, there is another party tonight!
*Hugs him*

Peepers:
*Grumbles*

Bunsen:
*Gets Flubber off of her bed and covers it's mouth*

Flubber:
MMMFFMFFF!

Claudia:
*Busy petting Peepers*

[redBoobergurl]

Abby: I had so much fun at the party last night!
Red: Me too
Beth: It was a good one for sure
Mokey: It was lovely
Wanda: I don't know about you all, but I'm pretty tired after all that celebrating!
Beth: Better put the coffee on!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Bathing Peepers*
You silly! No! No!
*Giggles as Peepers splashes her with his little jumps*

Beaker:
Meeemeeemee!
*Gets a warm fluffy towel*

Claudia:
Thanks Beakie.

Bunsen:
All of us are just about ready...
except you.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Because it's ladies night! And the feeling's right!
*Sings to himself*

Claudia:
*Raises an eyebrow*
Um....get out of the bathroom guys!
Peepers needs his privacy!

Peepers:
Hmph.

*All three appear flustered and decide to go outside*

---

Claudia:
Peepers, you look great!
Let me just brush your fur a bit...

Peepers:
*Sighs*

Claudia:
*Gets a black bow-tie and sticks it on him*
Hello handsome!
*Pets him*

Peepers:
*Bounces to the mirror to admire her work*

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *looking out the door, sees the three mad-scientists heading outside* BEAKER! *jumps out in front of them, snatches Beaker and snuggles him, petting his hair as she carries him back to her room*

[Gloat]

Boppity:*comes behind Bunsen and Van neuter* Rar!

Gloat: *falls from the ceiling onto the floor in front of them* Ow!

Boppity: Did we scare you?

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
MEEPMEEEEMEEEMEE!
*Freaked out by the sudden carrying and turns his head to
see a happy Alex*

Meee?

Meelllo!
*Blinks*

---

Bunsen:
Oh, Beaker must have ran off...
he didn't even say goodbye.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Strange, the talking pink thing
usually meeps before leaving...

Bunsen:
Don't call him that.
I resent when people talk about
him that way. It is rude.

Dr. Van Neuter:
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Bunsen:
Oh, what now Phillip...
*Turns to see the cause of the panic and screams as well*

Claudia:
*Gasps*
MY NERDS AWAIT MY RESCUE!

Peepers:
*Hops to her*

----

Bunsen:
Oh, yes.
Scared us to the next planet!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Gosh! You nearly gave me a heart attack!

Bunsen:
Tssttssss

[Gloat]

Gloat: Ah! *loses balance as he stands up and falls down a flight of stairs*

Boppity: Gloat! *jumps down after him*

Adam: *runs out* Whats going on here? *holding baseball bat*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Rushes out and grabs Bunsen and Dr. Van Neuter
and brings them in the room until she sees Adam holding a baseball bat
and screams*

EEEEEEE! ADAM HAS GONE MAD!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Bunsen:
Claudia, it is alright!
I promise you, you've nothing to worry about!

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Shaken up by her screaming*

Claudia:
EEEEEEEEE!

Bunsen:
*Waves to a falling Gloat*
Bye Mr. Gloat!

Dr. Van Neuter:
O_O

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *snuggling Beaker* You're just so fun, I'm taking you hostage! *locks her door* Want a smoothie? *hands Beaker a peach smoothie*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
*Is snuggled*
Meemeemeeemeeee?
*Gasps as he sees her lock the door before sinking his head into the opening of his shirt*

Yesmeep!

*Sips on his smoothie*

Meeemeeemeeemee...
meeemeee?
*Flirts for a little bit*

--

Claudia:
Stay still Adam!
I can get you some help...
BUT DO NOT SWING THE BAT!

Bunsen:
Claudia, stop panicking!

Dr. Van Neuter:
That's like telling Beaker not to scream under surgery.

[I LOVE that song Alex...*Sings the Mary Poppins song*]

[Gloat]

Adam: Im not mad, everyones screaming, and it seems my two have fallen down the stairs again. Again! Thats the thirteenth time. Gotta run, cya! *runs down stairs*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Eyes wide*

Bunsen:
*Shakes head*
Tsk tsk!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Let us down?

Claudia:
*Nods*
I need to dress up for the party anyway...
bye Adam!

[Beakerfan]

Alex: You're so cute Beaker! *sits down next to him, sipping her smoothie* Hey which dress should I wear tonight? This one? *grabs a lime green halter-style dress* Or how bout this one? *holds up a black sleevless dress with white polka-dots and lots of white tuelling coming out of the bottom* Or maybe this one? *holds up a dark purple floor-length dress with black beaded butterflies on it*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
*Trying his best to not blush, he stirs the smoothie with his bendy straw having quite a thoughtful look in his eyes. He leans back comfortably with the pillow supporting him. His eyes surveying the dresses carefully, Beaker quietly admires them. Well, she had very good taste! The assistant gets up and holds the black dress almost excitedly*

Meeemeeemee!
Meemee...

*Makes a face at the green dress*
Meh, meemomwee!

[Beakerfan]

Alex: You're absolutely right. This one will be perfect! Thank you Beaker! *kisses the top of his head* I'm gonna go change, but feel free to watch tv, eat whatever, or bug any of my roomies if you feel so inclined. *leaves to go change into her dress*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
*His jaw drops, like a chicken first witnessing the fall of rain. He goes to the small dinner table and whips out his notepad and scribbles whatevers on it. Beaker eyes the door cleverly and checks to see if any of her roomies are watching.*

Meee...

*He shrugs and returns to his scribbles and such...why suffer the torture of experimentation?*

---

Claudia:
Beaakkeerrr!

Bunsen:
Beakie, where are you?
Oh, please be alright.

Dr. Van Neuter:
He's not in the closet..
not in the hall..
not even in the gazebo...

Claudia:
BEAKER!

[Katzi428]

Wow...am I full from going out to lunch today!
Rosita:So I guess you don't want dinner tonight?
Well..I might have something.It's only leftovers from last night's party,right?
Prairie:A few finger sandwiches,but that's about it.
Oh OK...sounds fine. I saw last night that the rainbow cookies I made went over like gangbusters!
Rosita:What does that mean?
It means everyone loved them.

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *walks into the room, wearing her black sleevless dress with white polka dots, her hair curled and with a white headband* Well, whaddaya think Beaker? *slowly twirls in front of Beaker so he can see*

Bean: *walks in, wearing his black tux* Wow Alex. You look pretty!

Alex: Oh, thanks Bean! I can't wait to show Kyle my dress! I mean.... um..... sorry Beaker... oh, what earrings should I wear? I'm so indecisive!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
*Nearly faints but manages to maintain his posture.*
*Whistles at her*
Meee-meeee!
*Shrugs at the mention of Kyle yet feels a tinge of
jealousy linger*
Meeemeeemee...
*Thinks for a moment and points to a pair of heart-shaped earrings*
Meemee?

[The Count]

*Getting dressed...

Dressed up.
Count: So fancy and dressed up.
UD: Aren't we divine?
All: Every button buttoned and every press pressed.
*All laugh as they go back out on the town for another hearty Muppeteer celebration planned by the leaders of our fair hamlet.

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *puts heart-shaped earrings on* Ooh! Perfect! Now.... shoes..... *rummages through her closet* AHA! *puts on a pair of hot pink heels* Adds a little extra flare... what do you think? Say, what's Claudia gonna wear? We should go over and see! *getting hyper about the party*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen
*Dressed in a black tuxedo with a red vest, red tie, and a top hat.*
Found him?

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Has on a white tux, silver vest, and silver tie.*
Yeah, I've tracked down Beaker.
He is in Alex's room...


Bunsen:
*Looks a little alarmed*
Oh?

Dr. Van Neuter:
Mhmm...

Claudia:
Sorry I took so long.
*Has on a red sleeveless dress with ruffles that stop to her ankles, black stilettos, and a black neck collar that has a little broken red heart hanging from it. Her hair takes on a wild look, as if she was stuffed in a closet.*

Dr. Van Neuter:
Wow, I love the rose colored lipstick.

Claudia:
*Smiles*
Thanks!

---

Beaker:
*Looks at his watch*
Byemeep!
*Goes to the door and unlocks it*

---

Beaker:
Meeellloo!

Claudia:
Beakie!
*Hold him in her arms*
You look so cute!

Beaker:
*Wearing a navy colored tux, white vest, and a navy bowtie.*
Meee! Rawr?

Claudia:
*Blushes*
Er....meow?

Bunsen and Dr. Van Neuter:
Moo?

[BeakerSqueedom]

Alex: *puts heart-shaped earrings on* Ooh! Perfect! Now.... shoes..... *rummages through her closet* AHA! *puts on a pair of hot pink heels* Adds a little extra flare... what do you think? Say, what's Claudia gonna wear? We should go over and see! *getting hyper about the party*

Beaker:
*Runs back in and tugs her*
Meeemeeemeeemee!

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *hugs Beaker*

Sweetums: *walks in wearing pink tux with white vest, tie, and fedora* Hey are you guys ready for the party? Bean! You're wearing the same thing as last night!

Bean: Well, my mom always said I look cute in this one.

Alex: Bean, that's a given. You always look cute, especially to your mom.

Elmo: *comes in wearing black cuffs and a purple bowtie* Elmo is ready for the party! His mommie even gave him a new tie! See? *shows off his bowtie*

Alex: Ooh, very nice Elmo! We'll wait to go down with Kyle, ok?

*all three* Okay....

[Erine81981]

You mean there's still another party? How come i don't ever know about this?

Herry: Don't worry. It'll be ok.

*gets dressed* There. How do i look?

Herry: You look fine.

So do you too.

Herry: But i'm not even....uh oh! *runs off, gets dressed* There. Now how do i look?

Fine. Good we can go.

Both head out the door and down the hallway

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: Mmm...nice night to keep the party going.
Nora: I know, it's nice and cool with a full moon.
Erin: Hope somebody's keeping an eye on Alex tonight.
Scooter: (coming outside with a box) Who wants a moon cake?
Beige: A moon cake?
Scooter: Yeah, they've got a table of them outside the Chinese bakery down at Nelson Square.
Erin: Oh, right...isn't it the Mid-Autumn festival in China or something? (reaches into box, takes out a cake) Hmm...mmm, these are good.
Beige: Let me try...(samples a cake) These are just like the cakes we have on Rock-Polishing Day in the Cave.
(gang settles down under a tree, to listen to the music (and wind chimes) and to dine on punch and cake)

(up in heaven)

Don: While they're not looking, I think I'll show off my Forbidden City assortment and...(looks for box) Hey, where'd it go?
(over on another cloud)
Christine: I sneaked it away while he wasn't looking.
Richard: Good move...holy cow, he's got everything but the kitchen sink in here.
Jim: And the kitchen sink would be helpful. Best to have water nearby if you're playing with fire...(looks at some of the items) Oh, the Silver Tree - I love that one.
Richard: Aren't these the ones that shoot off flares shaped like dragons?
Christine: Cool...hey, Jim, can we set some of these off?
Jim: In a controlled fashion. And we'll have to let Don join in eventually.
Eren: I just made a lime chiffon cake to bring down...Joe, are you bringing something?
Joe: Of course, a pan of spice cake bars.
Jerry: All right, everyone, the night won't be young for long, so let's take to the skies!

(angels start to fly down, with Don wondering about the fate of his fireworks assortment)
Don: It was just there a moment ago...Richard! What is that you are carrying?
Jim: Sorry, Don, but in the interests of general safety it's best that we hang on to the boom box for tonight.

[Katzi428]

Wow!I didn't know about the other party either!
Prairie:You want to skip going?
No...I can get ready in a flash.I'll just wear a pantsuit instead. I'm sure Rosita wants to go,hmmmm Rosita?;)
Rosita:Welll...slight look of embarrassment I guess we can go.
the three of us dress in less formal outfits and head to the party.

[Erine81981]

Hey Kathy, Rostia and Prairie. You all look very gorgeous.

Herry: Where is everybody?

I don't know Herry. I know that Grover is having to work and Murray and Bruce are over at his mom's. So it looks to be just me, you and the girls.

Herry: Don't forget Alex and her roomies.

Oh yea. And them too.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: Don't worry, Kathy - we're going casual tonight.
(shrieking from the woods)
Erin: Uh-oh, don't tell me Don's back.
(a group of tiny dragons, made of silver-blue sparks, zoom out of the woods and fly around the garden several times before exploding in bursts of orange)
Scooter: Those were definitely fireworks - but not the kind Don would set off.
Storyteller: Well, I liked those - wonder who's setting them off?

(in another part of garden)
Richard: Not bad for a warm up.
Christine: You choose one, Jim.
Jim: All right...how about the Shower of Many Blossoms?

[Erine81981]

Hey there Erin, Scooter, Nora and Storyteller. Glad to see ya'll here too.

Herry: We are glad to see anyone here.

So does anyone know where it is we are going?

[Katzi428]

Hi everyone!You fellas look nice too.And you girls look pretty.As for what we're going to do...hmmmm...I don't know. Well...we could watch the fireworks.

[Skeeter Muppet]

Mimzy: Fireworks? What're fireworks?
Tosh: Oh, they're really pretty Mimzy! They're bright lights in the sky that make pretty designs!
Boober: ...as long as they're in the hands of trained professionals.
Kim: Right. And out of the hands of people like Don or Crazy Harry.

-Kim

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *sits next to Kyle and watches the fireworks* Ooh, pretty! *looks over to Erin and holds up her wrist* Don't worry girls! I'm wearing my silver charms tonight!

[The Count]

Last Night...

Hey... There's my lovely little sister. Come on Claudia, lets take one dance. Both get out on the dance floor and have some fun for once.
Count: Ah, firevorks are alvays enjoyable.
UD: Yes, perhaps they would accept my blue lightning sparks as an added contribution to the cause?

Early morning, still under the cover of darkness.
With all the residents back in their rooms and the Muppeteers back up on Cloud Number Whatever it is... The relative peace is disturbed by a good old fashioned thunder storm, the kind that are common during this time of year.
Count wakes up to silently count the thunderclaps, adding one more bat to his imaginary total, falling asleep with a smile on his face.

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Looks like I missed another good party last night
Red: It was great, there were fireworks!
Beth: Oh well, there will always be other parties!
Mokey: We missed you though
Beth: Thanks! I had fun with what I was doing though too, but I also missed you guys.

[The Count]

Yes... And don't forget, there'll be one more party tonight in honor of Jerry Jull. So I hope to see as many of my friends yuking it up with one of the Fraggle founders and Muppet meisters.

[BEAR]

Bryan: Wow, another party tonight?
Bert: Hunky-dory! Then I can show Prairie some more of my hip and groovin' moves! Eh-eh-eh!
Bryan: You're silly when you talk like that.

[redBoobergurl]

Red: Whoopie, another party tonight!
Wanda: It's just been one week of parties!
Abby: I like them, they are fun!
Mokey: It's just nice to have everyone coming together and having a good time
Beth: Couldn't have said it better myself.

[Erine81981]

Herry: *yawns* Boy i think we stayed up to late last night.

*yawns* You got that right. But there is still another party tonight.

Herry: Maybe Murray, Bruce and Grover can be here for this one.

*yawns* Maybe. *yawns*

Herry: Yea...*yawns*

Both fall asleep on the couch

[BeakerSqueedom]

Last night

Claudia:
*Does a curtsy and accepts dancing with
him rather gratefully*
You don't look too bad yourself Eddie!
Now, about that soda...

*Twirls and holds on to him again*

Bunsen:
*Observes the various dancers that glide about on the dancefloor*
How aesthetic...
oh..
*Smiles lightly to himself*

Beaker:
Meeepp!
*Takes Alex in his arms and dances with her almost enthusiastically*

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Toasts to his wife and looks to her lovingly*

---

Today

Claudia:
*A pile of tissues tower her*

Bunsen:
I'm sure things will work out.
Now now, I understand it may hurt for
a good while but, I can assure you that you
will feel better and forget all about it.

Mmm?

Dr. Van Neuter:
Yeah, like...so what if you can't talk to
your friend anymore?

Claudia:
*Sniffles*

Beaker:
*Pats her back*

Claudia:
*Stands up stiffly and marches out of the dorms*
I'll be back!
Hmph!
I will not be reduced to
self pity!

[The Count]

Uh-oh... Sounds like sis's on the warpath.
UD: Ah, I can hear the poor unfortunate souls' screams now...
Too bad he didn't know that before hand. Oh well, he made his grave, now he has to lie in it.
*Goes back to reading some fanfics... Or nagging for more as the case may be.

[Gloat]

Gloat: Party!

Adam: It hasnt started yet you moron

Gloat: When does it start

Adam: When you're not there

Gloat: Where are we?

Adam: I don't know, the narrator guy hasnt told us like he always does

Boppity: Maybe he's getting ready for the party

*They are falling from 30,000 feet*

Adam: D*** him