Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Erine81981]

Hey guys. We'll be having some guest tonight.

Herry: Who?

Bruce: Are they other monsters?

Well, you could say that.

Murray: Cute ones?

Yea.

Grover: Then who are they?

My neices.

Herry: Oh boy. This will be great.

I know. I have the "Bee Movie" and the "Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium" too.

Murray: I can't wait till they get here.

Bruce: Not me. I thought it was more monsters not.....kids. *heads to his room*

Oh come on Bruce. You know you enjoy playing with them.

Bruce: *slams his door*

Oh well. I'm going to head to the store and get some stuff for dinner tonight. Be back later. *heads out humming the Sesame Street theme*

Grover: I will get to show them some new stuff i have learned. And i can teach it to them. I have to get ready.

Murray: I'll come along and help you.

Grover: Good.

Murray and Grover head off to his room

[Katzi428]

Kyle was just talking about his nieces.That reminded me.On Thursday,I'm going up to New York to see mine.:)
Rosita: Bueno,Kathy! How come?
Well,the baby's going to be 1 next Sunday.But we're having a party for her on Saturday since Sunday is Easter.
Prairie:She's going to be 1 already? Wow..I can't believe it!
Yeah...neither can I.I'm starting to feel old already.
Prairie:Well...you are growing a couple of gray hairs already.
I'm WHAT?:eek: making a mad dash for the mirror and going through my hair. Prairie! There are no gray hairs!
Prairie:Oh...they're not?gigglingGotcha,Kath!
Rosita...hold her down while I give her tickle torture!
Rosita:No way!I'm staying out of this!
Yeesh...thanks a lot! You'll get yours,Prairie Dawn. I promise!:p

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *strolls in from the mall with Kira and Fizzgig, dropping a load of bags onto her bed in the girls' bedroom* Wow, what a day. I loved shopping with you Kira and those new highlights really bring out your eyes. You look amazing!

Kira: Oh, thank you, Ailie. There were no places like that back where me and Jen came from...*smiles and sets Fizzgig onto her bed* I wonder where the guys went...

Chamberlain: Cheater! No fair! *playing DDR with Jen in the next room*

Jen: Ha! It's not my fault you're so slow. *jumps twice and spins around*

Ailie: I guess that answers your question...

[Erine81981]

A knock at the door is heard and Herry goes to the door

Herry: *opens the door* Hello there girls and man. There he-re!

Hey sis. Michael and the girls.

Tara: Hello? Who is that?

Lyndi: That's Herry Monster, mom. He's very strong and nice.

Michael: Ok you three behave for Kyle and...and...and...whatever. You three just behave, ok?

Lyndi, Bonnie and Hartley: Yes sir.

Michael: Ok. We have our cell phones if you need us.

Ok. Talk to ya'll later. Bye.

Tara: Bye.

Grover: Bye-bye. *waves to Tara and Michael*

Tara: *walking out the door* He sure does have some weird freinds.

Michael: *nods in agreement*

Oscar: *pops up from his trashcan* You can say that again. Heh heh heh heh heh........

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie: Hey Tommy, where's Lefty? I haven't seen him.

Tony: He's on vacation.

Newsie: Where?

Tony: Away.

Newsie: Yes, but--

Tony: Don't worry about him, Newsie. I'm sure he'll be fine...probably.

Newsie: Oh no! You didn't!

Tony: M-hm...

Newsie: Tommy! Tell me you didn't--

Tony: Well, Alex wrapped him up so nicely, I couldn't let it go to waste.

Newsie: So...Lefty's on his way to Abu Dhabi, huh?

Tony: Yup. Things should be a lot quieter around here from now on.

KA-BOOM!

One of Crazy Harry's bombs go off.

Tony: Well...at least I still have a pocketful of nickels!

Newsie: Every cloud has a silver lining, Tommy!

Just then, a small storm cloud wafts into the room. It moves slowly over Newsie's bed, and immediately begins to rain on him. Thunder and lightning. A bolt of lightning strikes Newsie. His hair immediately stands on end...

Newsie: Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *cocks her head and runs out of her dorm, crashing into Tony's* What d'you mean Lefty's on vaction? *shakes the newsman back and forth*

[Winslow Leach]

Yep, it's true, Ailie. That little sneak thief had it coming. He should be okay. Although there aren't any air holes in ths box...ah, whatever. I mailed him third class, so he should arrive there sometime next week.

Meanwhile, Newsie is still being strangled by Ailie...

Newsie: Help! What did...what did I...I didn't do...aaaarrrgghhh!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Noooo! *throws Newsie against the wall and steals his glasses, flushing them down the toilet* *dashes back in* Don't call him sneak thief without inserting cute before it! *bites Tony and then shoves a stick of dynamite in Crazy Harry's mouth before running back to her dorm, screaming*

[Erine81981]

*watching 'iCarly"* Isn't she beautiful.

Bruce: Who?

The one who plays Carly on the show.

Bruce: She's ok, i guess.

Oh come on Bruce. You know you wouldn't mind meeting her.

Bruce: I wouldn't mind meeting the one who plays Sam. Now that's my kinda of girl.

You got me there.

Over by the kitchen table........

Lyndi: Ok. It's my turn and i'm going to kick some booty.

Murray: Not unless you knock Herry's out.

Herry: She wouldn't dare. *glares at Lyndi*

Lyndi: I would. *she moves one of her markers and almost comes close into knocking Herry off the board*

Herry: Your good.

Murray: Too good.

Lyndi: I know. *folds arms*

In Grover's room........

Grover: Ok girls. I am going to teach you some new dance moves. Are you ready?

Bonnie & Hartley: Yep.

Grover: Good. Here i go.

Grover start moving to the music and Bonnie and Hartley fallow in his foot steps.

[The Count]

*Exits Room #6 after talking and hugging the occupants. *Humming and softly singing a bit of Sing. Hey Slug what... Whoa, Ailie bit... Mmm, she'll have to bear the wrath of Alex now. *Whispering, um, is it okay to use that animal nickname for her? Nah, forget I said anything. *Goes back to watch some college b-ball.

[Erine81981]

Bonnie? Lyndi?

Bonnie: I'm on the couch Kyle.

Oh yea.

Bonnie: Lyndi's alseep.

Oh ok. I thought you would want to sleep with someone too Bonnie.

Bonnie: Murray said he going to sleep with me.

Murray: *comes out of his room with a pillow* There we go. Hey Kyle.

Hi Murray. I was thinking since you and Bonnie are up why not let you two do it.

Murray: For real?

Bonnie: Yea.

Alright then. Go right ahead.

Murray: Muppet Dorms has been brought to you by the letter "B"

Bonnie: And by the # "6."

Now i'll finish it. *clears throut* Muppet Dorms was a producion of the Muppet Central Forms. Good night.

Bonnie: Good night.

Murray: Good night.

[BEAR]

(a birthday package from room 29 is left outside Claudia's door with a note saying "To Dr. Phil Van Neuter". Inside is a new pair of extra durable surgical gloves and some goggles with 10 different magnifying levels)

[BeakerSqueedom]

Dr. Van Neuter:
Ooooo? A gift for me? Obviously.
(Does a swishy walk, getting the gift)
(Looks to who's it's from)
Thank you, Bryan!
Really neato gift!
(Opens it)
OH! OH THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED!

Claudia:
What's with all the screaming?

Dr. Van Neuter:
Unlike you...somebody remembered my birthday!

Claudia:
Dam- I mean, how could you say that?

Dr. Van Neuter:
You actually remembered?

Bunsen:
You remembered?

Beaker:
MEEP?

Claudia:
(Reddens)
Um...
(Lies)
OF COURSE I DID!
HOW IN THE WORLD DID I GET YOU THIS THING!
This thing that I...bought over...at...Christian Dior?

Dr. Van Neuter:
Where?

Claudia:
(Jumps out the window)
(Hops into a runaway car)
Hit it, boss.

'Ey, let's check for any passing trucks while we're at it!

[The car screeches away]

Dr. Van Neuter:
(Blinks)
Um, that was pointless.

Bunsen:
She clearly forgot.
Just humor her when she trots in with the gift at hand.
(Chuckles)

Composta:
Melon.
Leave me and pumpkin alone?

Bunsen:
Certainly.
I have to go over to the grocery store anyway.
Should you feel the need to engage in rigorous coi-

Composta:
Pew.
Take sick-minded pea away.

Bunsen:
Pardon?

Blind Pew:
My pleazure, madam!
(Advances on him)

Bunsen:
My goodness!
By George!
If you do not put me down, I will have to do something unexpected! I shall notify authority, and I promise y-

Blind Pew:
(Yawns)
I am lawless, puuuny scientist!
(Tosses him out the window)

[Bunsen flies out, still twiddling his fingers...til he lands]

[The Count]

*Bats leave a package for Dr. Van Neuter outside his dorm room's door. The smartly wrapped gift contains a card wishing him the best of birthdays. Inside the covers are a quadralateral quadralobal brain-prober device for testing out on Claudia when she gets back (fresh batteries included), his old restitched stuffed animal mascot from Stuffd U, and a bottle of Bloody Mary drink (black cherry soda mostly, no alcohol).

OK... that one's done with. Next B-Day up on the docket Count?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *hiding in her bed, pulling the blanket over her head miserably* Lefty...come back... *sighs*

Chamberlain: *humming cheerfully, he opens the door to Ailie and Kira's room*

Ailie: Go away. *picks up her shoe off the floor and throws it across the room*

Chamberlain: Hey Ailie, Johnny Depp's doing an interview on t--AAAAAAAAAH! *dodges the girl's sneaker and runs away*

[Erine81981]

Alright guys. Is everyone ready to go see "Horton Hears a Who?"

Lyndi: Yep. I really would rather see "Collage Road Trip" with That's so Raven but this will be cool. I think.

Grover: This is going to be really fun. And that elephant reminds me of Snuffy. With his big ears and long trunk.

Herry: But Snuffy doesn't have big ears.

Grover: Oh yea. But it still reminds me of him.

Hartley: *on Murray's back* Weeeee.....go faster!

Murray: Glad your having fun.

Come on Hartley. That's good enough. *gets Hartley down* Alright. Let's head'em on out. *starts marching in place*

Bruce: *runs from his room* Wait for me.

Everyone marches out the door and to the car.

[BEAR]

Prairie: I planted a little tulip bulb way back in the fall
I dug a little hole and put it in the ground and waited
That’s all.
The winter was cold and my little bulb got covered in snow a lot
But the snow went away and the sun came out
And look at the growth I got.

Big Bird/Bryan/Beth: And that means spring is here
Buds are coming out and there’s no storm
Everybody come out on the stoop
Here at the Muppet Dorms.

Count: I counted a million yellow leaves falling off the tree
One and two and three leaves tumbling down
All caught in the breeze
The branches got bare and I got tired counting each flake of snow
But the leaves are back bursting brightest green
And The Count is ready to go…Oh yes!
1, 2, 3, 4!

Beaker: Mee mee mee mee mee mee
Mee Me-me-me-me-me me mee mee mee mee
Bunsen: Everybody come out on the stoop
Here at the Muppet Dorms.

Grover: In the spring I can watch the birdies on the playground until May
Ernie: And I take out my baseball bat and plan my double play
Big Bird: Last Autumn, my cousin Robin flew away to the sun
He promised he’d come back when the snow is gone
And we’d have fun
I swept out his nest all winter long and kept it safe and warm
He’s back today with a bright red breast
And time for a springtime song

Herry: We know that…uuh…
Kyle: Daffodils are up and we’re feeling warm
I can hardly wait to see my friends
Here at the Muppet Dorms
Herry: (spoken) Oh yeah! Thanks, Kyle.

Bryan: I love the colors bursting out each blossom and each bud
Oscar: And I can hardly wait for rain and all that lovely mud!
Tony/Alex: Our winter coats were oh so heavy every single day
Now we hung them up, we feel so light,
We’re dancing away
Red: I bought some brand new running shoes so I can jog in the park
Beth: As the days grow long, we take a walk
As the sun sets and it gets dark

All: Because the spring is here
Pretty grass is growing, let it form
Everybody’s back out catching sun
Here at the Muppet Dorms.

(Music slows down and then climaxes for a grand finish)
Oh, yes, the spring is here
Butterflies are dancing ‘round in swarms
We can join the whole gang on the stoop
It’s spring at the MUPPET DORMS!

[The Count]

*Claps. Great song Bry. *Amy Thyst Butterflye lands near on the ledge where some black roses bought at Fran's Fragrant Flowers are placed in our windowbox.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *catapults rotten fruits and vegetables out of her dorm at the singers and then retreats under her bed in annoyance*

[The Count]

*Getting ready with a bowl of tortilla chips, bowl of spicy Mexican blood salsa. OK, you remembered to bring the bottles of black bat cherry soda Uncle D?
UD: Yes my fiend.
Count: Ah, this'll make six, six of Mr. Miusaka's movies we'll have watched!
Me: Yep... Excited for the premiere of Howl's Moving Castle on CN.

Any anime fans or people interested can join us in the Floor 1 Common Room.

[Katzi428]

sitting outside on the Dorm steps and sighing happily
Rosita coming down a couple of steps and sitting down Now that's what I like to see!You being happy. Your headaches going away?
Eh...a little bit. But I had a talk with a friend and it cheered me up.:)
Rosita:Good!I'm glad to hear that! How's about some ice cream?
Sure!I'll have a chocolate strawberry peach vanilla pistachio peppermint lemon orange butterscotch cone!;)
Rosita:You've hung around Ernie too much,amiga!
I know...I was kidding.Make mine an Orange Vanilla Twist cone.
Rosita:Coming up!See you in a few!
As Rosita goes inside,I breathe in some warm air and think about such great friends I have here

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Here at muppet labs, we've surveyed quite a few people on the subject of lip care. Now, we as muppets do not have that problem since obviously we're made of foam and rubber.

However, humans do need to take the extra mile. Humans, as you know, are the most complex in the animal kingdom. They shower excessively, stare at themselves through the use of a mirror so as to look good for the opposite sex, and even take a breath mint before stealing a passionate kiss!

Many qualities are long lasting in humans, but what of protection from dryness?

Introducing the Everlasting Lip balm!
Inspired by chappy lips everywhere in need of permanent lip moisturizers that do it's title proud!

E.L.B also simulates a fleshy feel to them, increasing that rich thickness that women desire.

Say no forever more to thin, dry lips!
And say hello to a more beautiful you!

If you don't believe us, we'll prove it!

Let's take this dimwitted girl, who has been searching for her disloyal chapstick for hours!

(Turns on the monitor excitedly)

Beaker:
Mee mee mee!
(Amused)

---

Claudia:
(In a yellow bathrobe)
Where is it?
(Digs into her cabinet)
I can't believe this!
All of my things are in place!
Nothing can be out of place!
Where the heck is my lip thingy?

Composta:
(In a white, flowery bathrobe)
What happening with pretty girl?

Claudia:
Can't find my chapstick!

Composta:
This it?
(Shows her a red circular lip balm)
(Is oblivious)

Claudia:
No.
But right now, I'm desperate!
Thank you, Compy!

Composta:
No problem!
Me make you pie earlier.
You get some when need yum-yum.
(Smiles)

Claudia:
Thank you, sweetie!

Composta:
Me be big sister.

Claudia:
Ok, and I'll be the little runt.
(Giggles)
Ok, here it goes.
(Puts some on)
Oooh...this feels good!
What brand, I wonder?

Composta:
Me not sure!

Claudia:
Ok, well...oh, hey, why do you look taller?

Composta:
Because Claudia got smaller...
(Scratches head)

Claudia:
Really? Huh, I sure got Osteorposis early, eh?
Well, time to put on my jammies!
Isn't this fun?
The boys are out...and for the first time...
I'm spendin' time with a female roomie!
We can have pillow fights, marshmellow gobbling contests, and...well you know!

Composta:
...Aw, you look preeeettyy!

Claudia:
What...what do you mean?
Uh, there is a time and place...
and this isn't the time and place to say I'm pretty.

I mean, I am in a bathrobe, and that just doesn't sound right.

Composta:
Wittle furry rabbit want pie?

Claudia:
WHAT THE FUDGE?
NOT AGGGAAIN!
(Rolls around the floor)

[The Count]

*Picking up the mail... There seems to be a brightly wrapped green gift here. "Return to Sender"? Hmmm... Oh, To: Alex, To: Ailie... Well, I'll just leave it in the common room where either of them can find it. *Places the box reshipped from an attempt at Arabian air mail on top of the common room table.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *dashes into the common room before Alex, grabs the box, and runs back to her own dorm, storing it into her closet and sealing it from everybody else* I'll be back for you later... *runs off to Claudia's dorm and into the lab* Somebody help me! I have to write a 3 to 4 page essay on the pros and cons of genetic engineering for tomorrow and I'm completely lost! *pushes a few shiny red buttons to calm her nerves*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Oh, well, we can help you with that, dear Ailie.
Just stay put while I cleverly untie my defenseless assistant---and myself---free!
(Chewing on the rope that binds them)

Beaker:
(Shakes head)
Meesheesh!
Mee mee meee...

Bunsen:
Oh, you're very much right, Beakie!
We indeed don't have teeth!
Silly me!
Tsstsst!

My, my!
let's just call it a day and kiss our
nonexistant bottoms goodbye!
Then may I say, I've always adored your singing voice?

Beaker:
...Meee?

Bunsen:
I really do mean it.
(Sniffles)

Beaker:
(Eyes water)
Meee meee?

Bunsen:
I apologize for never having mentioned this either.
In all those times when I ruthlessly tortured you with my brilliance. Perhaps, I was the fickle one in this friendship.

Beaker:
...(Sniffles)
(Tries to hug, but can't)

Bunsen:
At least you forgive me...in our last few minutes of life.
(Blows his nose over Beaker's labcoat)

Beaker:
(Eyes go wider)

Bunsen:
I'm sorry.
I couldn't help myself.
(Sobs)

Beaker:
O_O (Kicks his leg lightly)

Bunsen:
OH! Beaker, what a time to be coquettish!
Have you no decency?
(Continues to scold him)

Beaker:
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
(Tells him to look at Ailie's attempt to push three very dangerous buttons)

Bunsen:
MY GOODNESS!
Miss Ailie, I caution you not to fiddle with that device!
That is very dangerous!
This is surely goodbye!

Beaker:
(Screams wildly)

Bunsen:
Farewell dorms!
It's been pleasant!

Claudia:
(Pulls a Titanic)
JACK! COME BACK! COME BACK! ;_;
(Drinks her last bottle of soda)
NOOOO!

[Sanity has power over the room from Ailie's pressing of ze buttons--making us all un-funnish]

Claudia:
Hello, sweetie!
Come here, and I'll help you out.
(Brings Ailie to her bed, whipping out a pencil and paper)

Bunsen:
Oh, Beakie, I wouldn't want you to get hurt!
We must proceed with caution!
Yes, wouldn't want you to explode.

Beaker:
(Nods)
Mee mee meee!
(Excited to take part into his experiment)

Bunsen:
No, after you!
Safety first!

Dr. Van Neuter:
OOOOOOHHH HOONNEEEYYY!

Composta:
Yes, love?
I made us some chicken soup!
So we can snuggle near the fire...maybe even write a book together!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Got it!
Let me ignore my destructive routines for you! :D
(Prances away with her)

Claudia:
Isn't everything so...sane-like?
(Smile grows even wider)
Sense and sensibility, darling!

Blind Pew:
I must be nice this time!
If possible, I'll even prance around in zhat dress as ze sign zhat I am truly zorry!
Yez! No longer vwill I terrorize others!
Must be sane-like!
Pew weel no longer zrow others out ze window!

Claudia:
That's the spirit!

[In the background "Perfect day" by Hoku plays]

[Peepers, Beaker's pet, for the first time...does not "go"]

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: O_o Well, maybe if you didn't make them all shiny and pushable and red--*slips out and vanishes for 3 hours* *crawls back in and pushes them again* All finished! I made Chamberlain do it all. *holds up a ripped paper that has random doodles of Blind Pew and him flamethrowing a clown and "I don't know" written over and over* I'd say that's a solid 98 right there. :P *examines some glass objects and pokes one*

[The Count]

You know... Would've thought Ailie'd opened that package by now... Maybe she doesn't realize just *who* is inside that greenest gift. Riiight, riiight.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *wanders around the dorm aimlessly and opens the closet door, pulling out the mysterious box* Mmmm...I wonder if--*peals off the wrapper and opens it up* *screams and runs out of the dorm* AAAAAAAAAAH! Sesame Street characters! IT BURNSSSZZZ! GET IT AWAY FROM MEEEEE! *crashes into a wall*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty pops out of the box.

Lefty: Ta-da! (coughs) Wait'll I get my hands on dat dumb kid...I'll teach him ta mail me thoid class ta Abu Dahbi!

(hops out of box)

Where is he? Where is he? I'll moiderize him! I'll bash him on da head wit a lamp! I'll kick 'im in da shins! I'll poke him in da eyes! I'll trow him out da window head foist! I'll dance da Macarena on him! I'll roll him up and use him as a bowling ball! I'll push 'im in fronna a steam roller! An' dat's only da beginnin'! Where is dat little twirp? (punches his fist into his hand) He's gonna wish he was never born!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
(Prances around in a flirty pink dress)
Life is joyous!

Bunsen:
Oh Beakie, the machine was utterly destroyed...
But at least you're alright!
Oh, isn't it a wonder?
You and I...being oh so sane?

Beaker:
(Sighs happily)
Mee mee mee!
(Snugs Bunsen)

Claudia:
Golly!
Nothing bad happened!
The ideal way, is the good way!

So far, Beakie hasn't been horribly disfigured...
I'm wearing a dress...
Dr. Van Neuter is not being a total...

Beaker:
MEEP!

Claudia:
And Composta is speaking perfect english!
(Looks at Rabbit's paper)
O_O;

Blind Pew:
...Visually challenged, remember?

Claudia:
Oh, um, it's Chamberlain confessing his love for you in...uh..paper. XP

Blind Pew:
O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty, clad in Arabian robes, storms down the hall to room #9. He barges in.

Tony: Hey, look who's back! Lawrence of Arabia!

Lefty grabs Tony by the shirt and slaps him across the face, one, two, three times. He punches him in the stomach, kicks him in the shins, puts him in a headlock and gives him a massive noogie. His little arms begin pounding Tony in the chest. Lefty's face is actually *red* with anger. He shoves Tony against the wall, and starts to slap him repeatedly in the face again. He stops for a moment, breathing heavily, then resumes the slapping. He rushes to the desk, picks up Tony's typewriter, and bashes it over Tony's head. Tony slumps to the floor.

Lefty: Dat's fer sendin' me thoid class, ya crum-bum!

Lefty shakes sand out of his robe; it falls on Tony. Lefty storms out of the room.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty knocks on Ailie's door; his anger immediately disappears, and he speaks sweetly.

Lefty: Hello? Is Ailie in dere? Daddy's home! Come out, an' see me! (pulls flowers out of his robe) I stole youse--I mean I bought youse a bunch of exotic flowers...riiiiiiiiiiiight! C'mon, open up! I don't wanna stand out here in da hall all night!

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty is still outside of Ailie's door.

Lefty: Hmmm...maybe ya ain't home...(puts the flowers down in front of the door) I'll be back in a second...my tummy is rumblin', I gotta get some food...I haven't eaten in days!

(walks away from door)

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
(Getting his little pen, he scribbles down romantic nothings on a sheet of paper for his beloved Fraggie, who he misses)

My darling,
you forgot our little dinner!

Love,
The Meeping Wonder No One Understands

(Smiles a little)

Composta:
Glad things back to normal.
Ailie mess with shiny buttons.
That sweet.

Beaker:
Mee?

Composta:
Yup.

Beaker:
Mee mee meee meee.
Mee mee.
(Prances out of the room happily, like a little child)

---

Beaker:
(Skips merrily to Rabbit's door, mistaking it for Fraggie's, leaving his little note nearby)
(Notices the flowers and tilts his head to the side)
Mee?

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty returns to Ailie's door. He does a double-take when he sees the flowers that he placed there a few minutes ago. Since Lefty has an IQ of about -50, he assumes the flowers are from someone else trying to attract Ailie's attention. He is further infuriated when he sees a note in front of her door. He picks up the flowers and the note. He reads.

Lefty (reads) My darling, you forgot our little dinner! Love, da Meepin' Wonder No One Understands? An' he brought her flowers, too?

Lefty throws the flowers (that HE brought for Ailie, remember) and jumps up and down on them, like a spoiled brat. He crumples up the letter.

Lefty: Why dat sneaky little carrot-top! No one messes wit Lefty's goil!

Lefty heads down the hall, looking for Beaker's room.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty knocks on the scientists' door.

Lefty: Knock knock! Who's dere? Lefty. Lefty who? Lefty open up da door, 'cause he needs ta talk man ta man wit that meepin' guy...riiiiiiiiiight!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
What a clever little joke!
Ooo, is that a spot of red on your robe, Mr. Lefty?
I think I have a first-aid kit to solve that little problem!
It's always useful to have one of these...

You'll never know what could happen when dealing with-

Beaker:
(Approaches Lefty timidly, his hands fiddling with his tie)
Meep?

Bunsen:
Don't be shy, Beakie!
I'm sure he means no harm.

I'll be back!
I must do something with Phillip over at the library.
Toodles!
(Waves girlishly, walking out the door)

---

Beaker:
Mee?

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Yeah...tanks fer da foist aid, Baldy. I cut myself shavin' oilier...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

(when Lefty and Beaker are alone)

Lefty: Now we're alone, kid. So. Ya taught ya could pull da sheep over my eyes, eh? Hittin' on my goil, is dat it? No use denyin'...I know what's goin' on...while I was in a cramped box bein' flown ta a country I can't even spell, youse was puttin' da moves on da woman I love, weren't ya?

Look at ya! Wit yer hair slicked back...an' dose snazzy striped socks wit dem saddle shoes...ya tink yer classy, huh? Sure. I know how it is. Goils can't resist guys who wear dem striped socks. Youse tink yer Mr. Fancy Pants or sometin'!

And flowers! Where did youse get da idea dat she likes flowers? How do you know she likes flowers? Huh? Tryin' ta make me look like el cheapo eh? Just 'cause yer a scientist an' make more money dan I do, youse tink youse can trow it around like it's water! Youse tink ya kin just move in on my goil, huh? Well tink again!

I like ya kid. Fer some reason I like ya, so I'm not gonna hoit ya. Tonight. I'm only gonna say dis once, so pay attention: leave da Rabbit alone! She's my goil! Mine! M-y-n-e, mine! Okay? Got it? Riiiiiiiiight!

Lefty walks out of the room.

[Erine81981]

Oscar: *walks around* Hmmmmmm where did i see those rotten vegetables? *walks on down the hall*

Grover: Oh how spring puts a little cuteness in my step.

Herry: But's it's been raining.

But we've been needing it. It's been really windy and there have been fires starting around here.

Herry: Your right. Good to know that we have rain.

Oscar: *walks on by Herry, Me and Grover thinking to himself*

What are you doing Oscar?

Oscar: Huh? Oh.....looking for rotten vegetables. What's it to you?

Nothing. Just wondering.

Oscar: Oh. Scram! *walks on thinking to him self*

We all look at each other and shrug

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
MWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(Trembles in fear, not thinking it out rationally)
(Does not catch the word "Rabbit" as he is too frightened to think)
MEE MEE MEE! MEEE MEEE MEEE MOMEE!
(Hides underneath Claudia's pillow)

Claudia:
(Enters the room, exhausted)
Beaker?
Where are you?

Beaker:
(Pokes his head out; Sinks his head back in)

Claudia:
Beakie?
(Goes over to the bed, sitting on her pillow)
Beaker?

Beaker:
Mfff.......(Crushed)
(A hand pinches Claudia's leg)
MFFFFFFFFF!

Claudia:
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
PEW! LAY OFF!

Beaker:
(Crawls out from underneath)
(Rolls off the bed)
@_@
M-m-m-meee....

Claudia:
Beaker, you perv!

Beaker:
MEE?

Claudia:
(Hits him with her pillow)

Beaker:
MWOOO!

Claudia:
Wait, what?
Hiding from Lefty?
Why?

Beaker:
Mee mee mee mee mee.
Mee mee mee meee.
Mee mee mee.

Claudia:
He has an IQ of negative 50?

Beaker:
(Nods)
Stupid, meep.

Claudia:
And he threatened you?
Just 'cause you wrote a nice letter to Fraggie?

Beaker:
(Nods)

Claudia:
It's ok.
This will pass.
(Ruffles his hair)

---

[A few minutes later]

Claudia:
SAY SORRY!
YOU WANT TO GET BEAT NY STYLE?
YOU PICKLE-HEADED-WEIRDO-WANNABE MOBSTER!
(Does a body slam on Lefty)
(Stuffs Mr. Toitle in his mouth)
BON APPETITE!

[Winslow Leach]

Claudia:
SAY SORRY!
YOU WANT TO GET BEAT NY STYLE?
YOU PICKLE-HEADED-WEIRDO-WANNABE MOBSTER!
(Does a body slam on Lefty)
(Stuffs Mr. Toitle in his mouth)
BON APPETITE!

Lefty spits Mr. Turtle out.

Lefty: Ptooey! Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was a mistake! Everyone makes mistakes, just like dat big yellow canary says! I taught da kid was tryin' ta steal my goil! Dat letter was writtin' so exquisite-like, you'da taught da same ting! I'm sorry! Just don't hoit me anymore, ya bully! Mommy!

[Fragglemuppet]

*I'm almost asleep in bed after a busy day.. Hearing a lot of commotion in the hall.*
Wembly, can you go see what all that racket is?
Wembly: Sure thing Kate!
*A few seconds later*
Wembly: *running all the way up the hall and then doubling back to our room, yelling all the while* Help! Ed! Murder! Police! Someone! Heeelp!
*still a bit sleepy and annoyed* What's going on Wembly?
Wembly: Tony's door was opened a little bit and I looked in and I saw Tony just lying kinda slumped on the floor and then I saw Lefty coming and he was mumbling to himself and he seemed really mad and... *takes a breath*
*registering what Wembly is saying and jumping out of bed.* Hold on! *Throws on MC Dorms robe and runs back into the hall with Wembly.* Help! Someone! Security! Murder! Someone!
Gobo: *back in room* I'm stayin' out o' this. Muppet College Dorms were brought to you today by the letters B for beating and Beaker and L for Lefty, and by the number 6, which is Bert's favorite number for anyone who wanted to know but didn't. Muppet College Dorms is a production of the Muppet Central Forum. Have a peaceful night everyone, I hope...

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *sitting on her bed, skulking*

Floyd: Say, man, what's with the blues?

Alex: *rolls her eyes and turns away from Floyd*

Sweetums: *to Floyd* You know, I'm getting a little tired of all the drama coming from a certain you-know-who.....

Floyd: Hey, man! That's what theatre's all about!

Sweetums: *glares* Not THAT kind of drama.

Floyd: Well, she'll perk up. She's got spunk!

Animal: *eyeing Janice*

Floyd: Animal! I thought we had a deal! Janice is OFF-LIMITS man. You know I don't have any say in women except my main squeeze over there.

Animal: Sah-ree.... *looks thoughtful, then begins to eye Alex*

Alex: *smirks* I think I'll go take a shower before I go to bed. Bean, bedtime. You, too boys.

Sweetums: *carries Bean to his bed and tucks him in*

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *leaves another note for Lefty under Tony's door and heads off for school reluctantly*

Chamberlain: *leaves a dead rat under Claudia's door for Blind Pew and strolls off to his new job at an office*

[BEAR]

(In Ernie and Bert's bedroom...)
Ernie: Bert? Bert? Are you awake, Bert?
Bert: No.
Ernie: Oh good. Cuz I can't sleep. I thought maybe you could keep me company.
Bert: Ernie, I'm tired. You woke me up.
Ernie: But I'm scared, Bert.
Bert: Scared of what? The dark? There's a night light by the door.
Ernie: No, Bert. It's not that. I'm scared of the Salesman.
Bert: The Salesman? You mean Lefty? He's just a shifty little man who sells invisible junk for a nickle. What's to be scared of?
Ernie: But I heard more than that! Don't you know what happened tonight? He hurt our friend Tony. And not just his feelings like he stole candy or a dolly or something. He caused physical harm to Tony.
Bert: What?
Ernie: Yeah. And he's from Sesame Street!
Bert: Gosh, I always thought he was an untrustworthy soul, but I never would think he'd do anything like that.
Ernie: Me neither. I mean, Oscar is not always very nice, but we all know he would never hurt anybody. Oh, Bert, what if Lefty starts coming after the rest of us!
Bryan: What's going on in here?
Bert: Ernie can't sleep because he thinks that Lefty is going to kill us.
Bryan: Yeah, that little twerp has been getting on my nerves too. Whatever country shipped him back to us...I don't blame them. I wish we could email him somewhere so he can get lost in cyber space. And he used to be so charming. You know, for a sleaze bag.
Ernie: What are we supposed to do?
Bryan: Listen, I am sure that Lefty will be taken care of. Besides, atleast we have Dorm security.
Bert: You mean Bobo?
Bryan: Hey, he's not so bad.
Bert: Unless there's a violation in a ham sandwich, he doesn't do anything.
Bryan: Good point. Look, guys. It's going to be okay. Ernie, just get comfy in your bed and I'll sing you a little song okay?

(a sweet music box style lullabye plays)

(singing) When I'm worried and I can't sleep,
I count my blessings instead of sheep.
And I fall asleep counting my blessings.

When my bankroll is getting small,
I think of when I had none at all.
And I fall asleep counting my blessings.

I think about a nursury and I picture curly heads,
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds.

When I'm worried and I can't sleep,
I count my blessings instead of sheep.
And I fall asleep counting my blessings.

(both Ernie and Bert are sound asleep)

Bryan: Goodnight, you guys.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Blind Pew:
I feel an odd dizturbance in ze force.

Claudia:
More like a stiff disturbance in the force.
(Holds up Blind Pew's dead rat)
(Sprays a generous amount of Febreeze on it)
xP I don't think Rizzo will take this all too kindly.

Blind Pew:
Zhat must be good for at least decoration.
Hang it on a wall or somezing.
I must zhank my best friend forever.

Claudia:
How will you thank him?

Blind Pew:
By not giving him ze black spot.

Claudia:
...How kind.

Blind Pew:
I know, pet.

Beaker:
(Thinks about visiting his beloved a little later today after apologizing to Lefty)
Mee mee meee.

Bunsen:
It's okie-dokie, he was going through a tough time in Abu Dahbi.
(Tilts his head to the side)

Beaker:
Mee.
(Nods boldly, with a plate of cookies in his hold)
(Goes over to Tony's room)
(Pokes his head through the door)
Mee...meee mee?
Leftymeep!
(Prods him to try some white chocolate cookies)
(Gets busy putting band-aids on Tony)
Sorry!

---

Composta:
(Taps Ernie's shoulder a little shyly)
He not so bad.
No worry, he just got ants in pants.
He be fine.
(Nods)

Lefty still sweet shifty muppet.

[Winslow Leach]

In his room, Lefty is now clad in his usual salesman clothing.

Newsie: Hey Lefty, Tommy's still hasn't come to. I think you really hurt him.

Lefty: Meh.

Crazy Harry: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Lefty: Heh heh. It was pretty funny...riiiiiiiiiight.

Newsie: Well...er...what happened to your Arabian robes?

Lefty: Huh? Oh, I sold 'em ta some guy dis mornin' fer a nickel. For da foist time I actually told da truth: those were autentic Arabian robes!

KA-BOOM!

Crazy Harry's bomb goes off.

Crazy Harry: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!

Lefty: Heh heh. You tell 'em, Harry!

Newsie: I'm rooming with a couple of meatballs...

Lefty: Speak fer yerself, Pinocchio. Whatcha writin' dere?

Newsie: Tonight's top news story.

Lefty: Oh yeah? Is it about my triumphant retoin?

Newsie: No. But it is about you.

Lefty: Tell me.

Newsie: Well, the story is entitled, "Human Beaten Up by Muppet."

Lefty: Heh heh, dat's pretty good! Wait...I'm da Muppet, right?

Newsie: Er...yes.

Lefty: Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[The Count]

*Knock knock... Lisa? You there? Just wanted to say glad you're here. And um, wanted to give Chef his present... A book called Goot Cöking filled with recipes from his mock-Swedish/mock-Japanese homeland. And some fudge brownies for you and Rowlf and a baggie of popcorn from the fair for Robin. BTW: Congrats to the little guy for raising the most money with his band of boggy brothers.

Anyway... Bye Lisa. *Hugs the 23 on her door as if hugging her.

[Winslow Leach]

Beaker:
Mee.
(Nods boldly, with a plate of cookies in his hold)
(Goes over to Tony's room)
(Pokes his head through the door)
Mee...meee mee?
Leftymeep!
(Prods him to try some white chocolate cookies)
(Gets busy putting band-aids on Tony)
Sorry!


Tony comes to.

Tony: Huh? Wha? Whoa! Beaker! Hey, man, I love your work with that...uh...what's his name...Mr. Melonhead, or something? Boy, you guys crack me up! Ooh, white chocolate chip cookies! (takes handful of cookies and stands)

Newsie: How are you feeling?

Tony: I'm great! Aside from a headache, and a ringing in my ears...

Newsie: Well, Tommy, I think you'll be pleased to know you will be the subject of my top story tonight!

Tony: Tommy? Who's Tommy?

Newsie: Oh...(thinks) Tony? Your name is Tony, right?

Tony: N-ooooo...I'm not Tony...

Lefty (rolls eyes; sarcastically) Here we go...

Newsie: Well, if you're not Tommy...or Tony...who are you?

Tony: Steve Buscemi.

Lefty, Newsie and Crazy Harry all double-take.

Newsie: Hunh?

Tony: I'm Steve Buscemi! Guys! Don't you recognize me? Steve Buscemi! The actor!

All stare blankly at Tony.

Tony: C'mon, guys, I'm sure you've seen at least one of my movies! I was Mr. Pink in Reservoir Dogs. You know..."I don't tip. Tipping's for the birds." Huh?

Blank stares.

Tony: That's one of my most famous roles! Mr. Pink! Okay, well...how about The Big Lebowski? Con Air? Ghost World? Airheads? Barton Fink? Big Daddy? Pulp Fiction? In Pulp Fiction, I played the surly Buddy Holly lookalike waiter...

Blank stares.

Tony: Okay, you've had to have seen me in Fargo. Fargo? Another of my most memorable roles...heck, I was even on The Sopranos!

Blank stares.

Tony: Boy, you guys ain't hip! Whatsa matter? Doesn't your mommy allow you to watch movies?

Lefty leaps off of his hammock.

Lefty: Hey Mr. Buscemi, sorry I didn't recognize ya oilier. Yeah...riiiiiiiiiiight! Hey, I loved ya in Ocean's Eleven.

Tony: I wasn't in Ocean's Eleven.

Lefty: Ah, it musta been Ocean's Twelve, den.

Tony: I wasn't in Ocean's Twelve, either.

Lefty: Oh. But I really busted a gut watchin' youse in Ocean's Thoiteen.

Tony: I wasn't in Ocean's Thirteen...I wasn't in any of the Ocean movies, okay?

Lefty: Riiiiiight, riiiiiiiiight. No need ta get testy. Hey, I was wonderin' if ya could do me a favor.

Tony: Uh...sure...

Lefty pulls a huge stack of glossy photos from his coat.

Lefty: Dere's a tousand pictures of you here...would ya autograph 'em all fer me? I'm gonna sell 'em downtown fer a nickel apiece...

Tony: Why not? Got a pen?

Lefty immediately pulls a pen out of his coat and hands it to Tony.

Dere ya go! Now get ta woik! I gotta be down dere by noon at da latest!

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty notices a note on the floor by the door; he picks it up.

Lefty: Hey, somebody left me a note!

Tony: Who?

Lefty: Shaddap, Steve! Dose autographs ain't gonna write demselves!

Tony: I'm writing...I'm writing...

Lefty: It's from my goil, Ailie! Awww...she says she's sorry she missed my triumphant retoin home last night...but she wonders why dere are a bunch a smashed and stomped on flowers in fronna her door. Hm. I'll tell her da flower monster came, took dem from me, and began to eat 'em...riiiiiight...she wants ta see me when she gets home from school. Well, dat's nice!

Tony: It sure is.

Lefty: Quiet, you!

Tony: Yessir.

[redBoobergurl]

Mokey: Ahhh, spring
Beth: Is it your favorite season?
Mokey: I think it is, it's so beautiful with the new growth, the fresh smells, I get all sorts of creative inspiration
Beth: I can understand that. I just hope this warm weather lasts!
Mokey: I hope so too. Lanford would love to live outside for awhile! *goes to water her beloved plant*

[The Count]

*A knock comes on the door of Room 9. A blueish AM dressed in clothes similar to Lefty's stands outside, heard from behind the door as he forgot the secret knock... Again.

Benny: Hey Lefty... Dose autographs finished yet? We gotta be tere by noon.

[Winslow Leach]

*A knock comes on the door of Room 9. A blueish AM dressed in clothes similar to Lefty's stands outside, heard from behind the door as he forgot the secret knock... Again.

Benny: Hey Lefty... Dose autographs finished yet? We gotta be tere by noon.

SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Riiiiiiiight, riiiiiiiiight! Here! (hands Benny a bunch of pics) Dere's 500 right dere. Hey Steve, hurry up! It's almost time!

Tony: Almost done! Oh, how much am I getting paid for this, by the way?

Lefty bursts into uncontrollable laughter, then:

Lefty: Seriously, hurry up!

[The Count]

*Benny takes the stack of photos and ambles up the elevator and outa da dorms.

Me: Hey Beth... You might want to drop by my characters thread and check out the newest one. Also, I need you to nag Claudia to update hers as #9, one you and Kathy might purr chance purrticularly like won't get posted. We need to show a united front against that girl to get more fanfics! *Skulks off to jot down some cookie recipes with which to entice Squeek cheeks.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Chapter updated.
Update your character thread now. :P

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *wanders into the common room in boredom and pulls a book off the shelf*

[Fragglemuppet]

*coming into room after another long day spent at a funeral*
Gobo: Oh hi Kate.
Wembly: *unable to contain himself* Have you seen Tony today? Is he alright?
Gobo: Woe, slow down Wembly! I'm sure she's tired after her busy day!
Yes, I am tired, but that's alright, because I did hear some of what was going on in Tony's room.
Gobo and Wembly: And? Is he alright?
Well, yes and no.
Gobo: What do you mean?
Well, he's conscious, and seems to be doing alright...
Wembly: Well, that's good! *beat* Isn't it?
Well, yes, it would be, except..*pauses for dramatic affect, then cries*..he's not Tony!
Wembly: Gee, what do you mean?
Well, of course he is really still Tony; he just doesn't know it. He thinks he's some actor named Steve Buscemi. Oh, where's Miss Piggy when you need her?
Gobo: Why? What could she do to help?
*laughing* Oh, what could she do, indeed! Let's just say she has a certain tallent for bringing peoples' memories back.
Wembly: *confused* Oh.
Well, I think I'm going to go and see how..Steve..is doing. *A smile starts to spread.* Then, I think I'll go up and see Beaker. I haven't talked to him in a while. See you later! *practically bolts out of room, and begins by knocking on the door to room 9*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
(Slicks back red his hair with gel)
Mee mee meee.
(Rotates a little for the mirror)

Claudia:
(Giggles)
Beakerrr....don't mess up!

Beaker:
(Looks to his suit frantically)
MEE MEE MEE?

Claudia:
You're fine.
I was joking.
Katie's gonna love yah.

Beaker:
(Gets his gorgeous bouquet of white/red roses for Katie)
Bebackmeep!
(Seeks her out)

Claudia:
K! :D

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty glides into the common room, and slinks up to Ailie. He puts his hands over her eyes.

Lefty: Guess who?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Hm...*cocks her head and smiles vaguely before removing his hands from her eyes without hesitation* LEFTY! *throws her book out of the way and tackles him to the floor, fastening her lips onto his* <333

[Katzi428]

So..you girls ready for Easter?
Prairie:Yeah! My mom's making an Easter ham.It'll have mashed potatoes and glazed carrots on the side.:hungry:
Rosita: My mami's making a steak with potatoes and green beans.How about you?
Well,I myself won't really have an Easter dinner like ham or steak when I'm in New York.The baby's first birthday is on Easter,but we'll be having a big party for her the Saturday before.So on Easter night we'll be having the leftovers from the party.It's still good though. I can't wait to see my family!

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty has the wind knocked out of him.

Lefty: Whoa whoa whoa! Hey! Take it easy, dere! Heh heh, I'm glad ta see you too, babe! Hey, I got ya sometin'!

(Lefty reaches into his pocket and takes out a picture)

An autographed picture of Steve Buscemi!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Wow, thanks Lefty. That's really neat--Steve Buscemi is amazing. *sets it on the table and then snuggles against him*

[Winslow Leach]

Knock on door. Tony answers it. Kate is standing there.

Tony: Hello? Oh, you must be one of the residents of the dorms. Hi, I'm Steve Buscemi. (shakes her hand) Come in. Well, this is nice. Having someone welcome me here. I've spent the day with some really strange characters. That salesman guy had me sign 1,000 pictures of myself. I didn't mind, but he didn't even give me any of the profits. That wild-eyed fellow's been setting off bombs, and the Newsman...well, he seems normal...but you never know around here.

Oh, by the way, you can call me Steve. None of this Mr. Buscemi nonsense.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: Nora, you look exhausted.
Nora: I know; it's just been a really long day at the shop.
Storyteller: Mmm...and the reporter and the gofer don't look so great either.
Erin: Same here...but at least it's Wednesday, not Monday.
Scooter: You know that one song by Bob Geldof..."I Don't Like Mondays..."
Erin: Oh, yeah, the Boomtown Rats. I have the lyrics for that song tacked to my bulletin board.
Storyteller: You are so morbid...now, has anyone seen Beige?
Nora: He's gone off to visit family in the Cave. He'll be back later tonight.

[The Count]

Brrrr... Chilly outside, cold winds and rain blowin' and a-flowin'. Better order up some steaming NE clam chowder before the deluge hits. *Calls Rock & Roll Deli to get some bowls of soup, fried breadfruit and some of their delicious pistachio pie that they provided at the St. Patrick's Day's fair's pie-eating contest.

[Fragglemuppet]

Oh, hello, and thanks. Oh, hi Harry! *softly to Tony* He's harmless. There are just certain words and phrases you should avoid when in earshot of Harry. You might think of them as trigger words. Anyway To.I mean.Steve, I just came by to see how you're feeling. I heard you say you had a headake. It's really no surprise, all things considered. *kind of downcast* I guess you already answered my other question. That is, about who exactly lives here. I'm Kate and I live two doors up in room 5. Does any of that sond familiar? Oh well, you know me, even if you don't know you do.
*Starts to leave, then as afterthought looks back over shoulder.* Hey Harry, why don't you try blowing him up? Maybe that'll help, and even if it doesn't I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Well, see you gentlemen later! *goes out to meet Beaker*

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *looks around quickly and makes sure nobody else is near the common room* *softly* Come here, honey... *pulls Lefty back into a slower kiss*

[Winslow Leach]

Oh, hello, and thanks. Oh, hi Harry! *softly to Tony* He's harmless. There are just certain words and phrases you should avoid when in earshot of Harry. You might think of them as trigger words. Anyway To.I mean.Steve, I just came by to see how you're feeling. I heard you say you had a headake. It's really no surprise, all things considered. *kind of downcast* I guess you already answered my other question. That is, about who exactly lives here. I'm Kate and I live two doors up in room 5. Does any of that sond familiar? Oh well, you know me, even if you don't know you do.
*Starts to leave, then as afterthought looks back over shoulder.* Hey Harry, why don't you try blowing him up? Maybe that'll help, and even if it doesn't I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Well, see you gentlemen later! *goes out to meet Beaker*

Hi, Kate...um...no, sorry, I don't seem to recall you...but it is nice to meet you. Hey, cheer up, though! I'm sure we'll see each other quite a bit around here, especially since you only live a couple doors away. Hey, did you know I did a guest voice on The Simpsons, too? Really cool gig! Nice meeting you!

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: *looks around quickly and makes sure nobody else is near the common room* *softly* Come here, honey... *pulls Lefty back into a slower kiss*

Lefty comes out of the kiss.

Lefty: Firewoiks! I see firewoiks!

Lefty waltzes around the common room with Ailie, even though there isn't any music.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *beams and glides around with him, giving him a small lovebite on the neck* Lefty, where'd you learn to dance? *wonders if other people will join them and start making bad puns*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (dancing) Oh, I kinda just loined how da dance on my own...I found a book dat fell off da back of a truck called "How Ta Dance In Ten Easy Steps," so I read it...well, I looked at da pitchers anyways...and I loined just like dat!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Wow, well, you're really good...unfortunately, I'm a bit of a klutz sometimes. *tries not to trip and holds him close*

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: Wow, well, you're really good...unfortunately, I'm a bit of a klutz sometimes. *tries not to trip and holds him close*

Nah, youse are doin' fine! Just follow ol' Lefty 'ere! La la la...dee dee dooo....la la la....

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *smiles and follows before staring back up at him* Lefty... <3

[BeakerSqueedom]

[The group enters the common room]

Bunsen:
(Blushing)
Am I interrupting something, you two?
(Notices the snuggling and hugging)
I guess I am!
Erm...Dear, close your eyes!

Claudia:
O_O
(Eyes are huge and shiny)

Bunsen:
Two heads are better than one, but in this case it's better to have two lips!
Tsstsst!

Dr. Van Neuter:
HAH!
No, no...
I got a better one!
When the TV repairman got married the reception was excellent!

Bunsen:
HOOHOOHOO!
How very naughty of you, Phillip!
(Red all over)

Dr. Van Neuter:
I got another one for the lovebirds...
She was the apple of his eye and he liked to sit down be cider!

Bunsen:
Oh, come now!
We mustn't tease them so...

Claudia:
(Eyes are still wide and shiny)

---

Beaker:
(Gives her her flowers)
Hellomeep!
(Kisses Katie's hand amorously)

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: *smiles and follows before staring back up at him* Lefty... <3

Lefty: Ailie...

(Lefty sweeps Ailie around the floor as if he were Fred Astaire; as he dances by Bunsen, he hears one of his remarks. He gives him a quick kick in the behind, a la Chaplin, and continues waltzing)

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
OOF! My goodness, Claudia!
Must you be so rowdy?
Honestly.
(Shakes head)
My tender nonexistant bottom...

Claudia:
(Eyes are still wide and shiny)

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *doesn't notice Bunsen's injury because she's too smitten with Lefty* *whisper/sings the slow song playing to him* <333

[Erine81981]

Hey guys. How was work?

Herry: Work was fine. Same old same old.

Grover: Same here. I am still on call duty. So if i get a call. I will need to go.

I see. Mine was ok.

Herry: What?

Work.

Herry: Oh yea. I saw Murray today out at Walmart. He was getting some stuff for Easter.

Oh yea. Easter is a few days away. April is such a wonderful month. All the showers and sunny days. It'll be nice and we'll get to go on picnics then. Oh by the way guys. Tomorrow is "Will You Be My Neighbor?" day or "Sweater Day." It would have been Mr. Roger's 80's Birthday.

Grover: Oh boy. You mean we can wear our sweaters you bought us?

Yes!

Herry: Good. I've been wanting to wear my Mr. Rogers shirt and sweater.

Good. I'll need to get that out to everyone. I'll leave a flyer tomorrow on the bullient board about tomorrow. *heads out to the main lobby and puts it up* There we go. *turns around to see Oscar* Oh hello Oscar.

Oscar: What is that all about?

Tomorrow is "Won't You Be My Neighbor?" day or some call it "Sweater Day." It's would have been Mr. Rogers 80th Birthday.

Oscar: *sarcasitc* Oh how nice. Phooey! You people and your nice ways. Don't you ever get tired of it?

No. Do you ever get tired of being a grouch?

Oscar: Not at all. I was born this way.

Well, SO WAS I! *slams the door*

Oscar: Now that's what i'm talking about. Heh heh heh heh......

Oh that Oscar. Always being so....so....so......

Grover: Grouchie?

Yea! *sits and hugs a couch pillow*

[WhiteRabbit]

~Later~

Ailie: *rubbing her eyes and gazing reluctantly at the shady salesman* I should probably go to bed. I've got school aka the underworld tomorrow but I'll see you as soon as I get home. It was really fun dancing with you, though. Good night, Lefty. *gives him a long kiss on the lips and slips a nickle into his pocket before retreating to her dorm*

[Katzi428]

I need to get up and out of here early tomorrow.So you both have a very Happy Easter!
Prairie & Rosita:You too Kath!
Prairie:Safe flight & give your nieces hugs from us!
Thanks Prairie..will do! Gaffer...be good for Prairie!
Gaffer:Meow!Prrtt!

[The Count]

*Knock on Door 29 and then we walk away. A box of Rice Krispie birdseed squares filled with good gooey baked oatmea, a birthday card, new pair of roller skates and an SST sign key chain are left as presents for the overgrown canary on this, his birthday from all of us in Room 1.

[BEAR]

Bryan: (Is preparing to sneak out early in the morning for work but will have a wonderful surprise for Big Bird's birthday later)
Ooh, what's this? Must be from Ed. I'll just put them on the counter here.

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Hey guys? It's Big Bird's birthday today
Abby: It is! Oh boy!
Red: We have to do something for him
Mokey: Yeah, he's always so nice when he stays with us
Wanda: Any ideas?
*everyone looks around at each other*
Beth: Ok, trip to the mall, let's go.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
(Finishes frosting the massive cake for Big Bird)
Here it is!
An enlarged cake thanks to Bunsen's thingamajig!

Dr. Van Neuter:
You mean a thingamabob.

Claudia:
Or a whatchamacall it.
Now to take it over to their room...
Oh gosh...without ruining it.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
O_O Comes in, hair slicked back, looking very much like Danny from Grease. She rips off her white jacket, revealing a tight black shirt.

Sandy!
Music starts with a bang.
She does the John Travolta dance smoothly.

I got chills
They're multiplyin'!
And I'm losing control
'Cause the power you're supplyin'!
It's electrifyin'!

She trembles dramatically, falling to the ground as if praising the ground Ailie touches. Falls back once Ailie lightly puts her foot to her chest, knocking her back gently.

ELECTRIFYIN'!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *puts a Lefty mask on Claudia*
You better shape up,
'cause I need a man
and my heart is set on you.
You better shape up;
you better understand
to my heart I must be true.

Chamberlain: *chimes in* Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do.

[The Count]

*Oblivious to all, hunkered in the below basement bunker watching the college basketball tournament.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Blinks at the mask, tears it off.
Holds her own face in pain...as she tried to rip her own face off.
She pins the mask to her jeans swiftly.
She scrambles to her feet and follows her like a lost pup.
Hops around her like a hyperactive child.

You're the one that I want!
Oo-oo-oo, honey!
The one that I want!
Oo-oo-oo, honey!
The one that I want!
Oo-oo-oo, the one I need
Oh, yes indeed!

Bumps into a wall and fallsover. xP

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *is yanked out of the way and thrown into a time portal*

Chamberlain: If you're filled
with affection
you're too shy to convey,
meditate in my direction.
Feel your way...MMMMMM!

[BeakerSqueedom]

The CD scratches loudly.

Claudia:
You're not Sandy!
You're a turkey in a wig!
O_O And in tight leather pants!
YOU WANNABE!

Cries for Ailie's goneness.
xP Runs away in tears.

OHHWAAAHAHAAAAA!

Rips off John Travolta wig.
xP

[Erine81981]

*comes up to the dorms* Can someone help me? I need some help?

Herry: *walks up* Hey Kyle! What is this?

It's Big Bird's present. Today is his brithday.

Herry: Oh yea. I heard someone talking about it on that radio show this morning. What are we going to do?

I don't know. Bryan is the one who is planning something but i don't know yet. Would you help me with this present?

Herry: Sure thing. Let me go get some help. *whistles really loud*

A bunch of strong Muppet Monsters come out of know where and lift up the package and heads into the dorms.

Thanks Herry. Your always good with friends you know. Just put it down in the common room guys. Thanks again guys. *holds up hand for high five*

Monsters: *all a once they high five me sending me over to the couch*

Whoa! Now that's what i can a slamming five.

Herry: Welcome. I'll be back. *heads out the door and down the street*

Be careful!

[BEAR]

(Everyone is in the garden getting set up for Big Bird's surprise party. There are decorations and balloons and each guest is dressed in Birdkateer uniforms...)
Bert: Do I have to wear this? I feel silly.
Ernie: Come on, Bert. It's for Big Bird.
Bert: Alright.
Cookie: (chewing on the feathers from his costume)
Bryan: Cookie, stop that!
Cookie: But me so hungry! When do we eat cake.
Bryan: Not til Big Bird arrives. Bunsen made a cake, but I'm not sure if I should trust it. So we had to make a back up. How's it coming, Bert?
Bert: I'm afraid we have a problem. We seemed to have run out of chocolate frosting. (shows a bald, frostingless cake)
Bryan: Hmm...(glares at Cookie)
Cookie: Not me!
Bryan: Are all the balloons done, Snuffy?
Snuffy: Yep! Oh boy, I can't wait for Bird to get here. He's going to be so surprised. Do-hohoho!
Bryan: I hope more people show up. Ernie, did you tell everyone about the party?
Ernie: Yeah, I drew up a sign and posted it on the common room door.
Bert: Why are the letters dripping?
Ernie: Oh, because I couldn't find the markers, so I used chocolate icing instead!
Cookie: (grabs sign and eats it) Good sign, Ernie!
Ernie: Thank you. Khekhekhe!
Bryan: Oh brother...
Snuffy: Don't worry, Bryan. I told Grover to deliver the message to everyone, except for Bird.
Bryan: Oh good. Thanks, Snuff.
Bert: And I saw Kyle and the monsters. They should be coming soon.
Ernie: And I've got their Birdkateers uniforms ready in that box. This is going to be some party! Right, Rubber Duckie? (he holds up RD who is wearing his own mini birdkateers costume)

[The Count]

*Bats deliver a pot of chilled chocolate and a double fangtipped squirter tube for the cake for Big B out in the garden now that it's gotten dark enough for them to fly outside.

[Erine81981]

Grover: *coming into the dorms* I am spoused to tell Bird. No no no no no no. I am to tell Kyle and the others. Is that right? *thinks a while* Now i do not know what to do? Maybe i can ask Big Bird. He can help me. *walks to Bryan's room* Big Bird? Big Bird? Are you in here Big Bird? Hello? Looks to be nobody here. Now think Grover. What am i spoused to do?

As Grover is thinking Kyle, Herry, Murray and Bruce come walking down the sidewalk whistling a happy tune.

That is some awsome whistling Herry.

Herry: Thank you. You too.

Murray: Have you heard anymore on Big Bird's party?

Nope. I did get him a great gift. It's a swing Bryan's room. That way Big Bird can swing anytime he wants too.

Murray: He'll love that!

Herry: I can't wait to see it.

I just hope we can find out when the party starts.

Bruce: I really don't care. *arms folded*

[BEAR]

Bert: Grover, Herry, everybody get in here.
Bryan: And put on your birdkateer outfits. Here he comes!
Big Bird: Gee I wonder where everyone is. I'll check out here. Hello?
(Everyone pops out)
All: Surprise!
Snuffy: Happy birthday, Bird.
Big Bird: All this for me? I don't know what to say!
Cookie: Me say let's eat cake!
(All laugh as Bryan passes out some lemon poppyseed cake with chocolate frosting)

Snuffy: Muppet Dorms were brought to you by the number 6 and by letter B for my Best Buddy, Bird! Do-hohoho!

[redBoobergurl]

*The residents of room 3 leave a plate of birdseed cookies, the game 20 Questions for Juniors and a birthday card for their favorite yellow bird outside of Bryan's room*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Ok Beakie, careful now.

Beaker:
Mee moo!
Gets a knife; slowly guides it to the very end of the muppet corpse

Bunsen:
Good work.
Let's have a look.
Hmm, we'll be the first scientists to ever witness the insides of a live muppet!
A most exciting event!
Make sure to close the door.
We wouldn't want an innocent mind to wander in!

Beaker:
Nods slowly as he shuts the door
Mee mee mee!
Eyes snap even wider (is that even possible?)

Bunsen:
Beaker...
He looks on shakily, glasses falling off
There's a human hand in him!
A HUMAN HAND!
WE MUST TELL THE WORLD, BEAKIE!
We aren't...re-re-rea!

Beaker:
....
Trembles
MEEEP?
ME ME ME MEEEEEEE!

Claudia:
Puts on a pair of sunglasses;
puts on a suit;
Goes into the time machine.
They go thirty minutes back.
I'll be back.
Hasta la vista, baby.

[Erine81981]

Glad we ran into the gang yesterday or we would have never known where Big Bird's party was.

Grover: Yep.

Don't forget Grover. You forgot.

Grover: I know. I feel so embarrass.

But everyone forgets. You still did fine Grover. *hugs him*

Herry: Just be glad you didn't tell Big Bird about it. Then it would of been terrible.

Murray: Big Bird sure did like his swing.

Yep. I was glad he did. I hope Bryan was able to get it into his room. So what sounds good for lunch?

Grover: Why not "Everybody Eats?"

Sounds good to me.

Murray: I know what i'm going to get.

Herry: *thinking of what he's going to eat*

[Winslow Leach]

Tony (as Steve Buscemi; his roomies are bored to tears) ...well, in The Big Lebowski, the Coens wanted me to play more "innocent," as opposed to Fargo. But you see, in Fargo, even though I was the supposed "brains" between Peter Stormare and myself, I was actually the--

Lefty sprays some kind of knockout gas into Tony's face; Tony slumps onto his bed.

Lefty: AAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHH! I know more about Steve Buscemi dan Steve Buscemi knows about himself!

Giggling like mad, Crazy Harry sticks two wires onto Tony's forehead; the wires lead to one of Harry's explosives.

Newsie: That's not going to kill him is it? I mean, you just put enough in to jog his memory back, correct?

Lefty: Hey! Mind yer own beeswax! Harry, if ya please...heh heh!

Crazy Harry presses the plunger.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

When the smoke clears, Tony is still on the bed, his eyes wide open.

Tony: Geez, can't a guy get any sleep around here?

Newsie: Tommy?

Tony: Tony.

Newsie: You're back?

Tony: I'm back? Why, where was I? I've been here all along!

Lefty: Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[The Count]

Hey... *Glances up from the game on the common room's TV. Tony's back? Good, there's a Muppet erm, anatomy lesson going on upstairs in Claudia's room. Maybe he can give them some pointers.
UD: Like what?
Like sneaking up and moving the clock hands so the lecture's over that much quicker... And to hopefully not have so many guest visitors lose their lunches like when that vacuum cleaner was opened up.

Count, excited over keeping track of the teams: This is one of the best times of the year! Did you fill out a bracket?
Nope... Did that last year. Took away from the fun of being the casual fan that I am. There are a few teams I'm favoring... Like Kansas State. Have to confess, because of all the hype heaped on their freshman, I've been doing an MST3K plug whenever his name gets mentioned. Leach knows who I'm talking about, from that movie about the worms.
*Goes back to watching games and rooting on for the higher seeds.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *skulks around the hallways with boredom* Where in the blazes is Blind Pew? He promised we could go human hunting today...

Ailie: I dunno, things have been pretty quiet since last night. *starving for some excitement*

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *stretches* Yeesh, all of this not havng school business is really wearing me out.
Clifford: Mmhm. We all feel sorry for ya dude.
Ryan: Clifford is that a hint of sarcasm I detect in your voice?
Clifford: *lowers shades* It ain't a hint dude.
Ryan: Ha ha, you know I'm just kidding around Cliff. I'm just bored.
Clifford: Well you could write more.
Ryan: Oh no. Don't tell me you nag now too?
Clifford: Nah, just tryin' give ya somethin' to do.
Ryan: Mmhm... Well I have a better idea. Why don't we all play some Super Smash Bros. Brawl?
Clifford: You're gonna let Gonzo touch your Wii?
Ryan: ...Why don't you and I play some Super Smash Bros. Brawl?
Clifford: Heh heh sounds like a plan dude.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Squishes herself next to Ryan
I WANNA PLAAAYY! D:
Zelda ish awesome. <3
Finally she kicks some censor
ZELDA SHALL NO LONGER BE SAVED BY LINK!
Link, kiss your bum goodbye!

---

Blind Pew:
Bumps into Chamberlain
Iz zis you?
Lez go bounty hunting, yez?

I zorry, I waz drinking tea wiz my good friend Deadly.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *hugs Blind Pew tightly* YES! Let's go! *dances around*

[The Count]

*Downstairs... Nerts! UConn lost in OT. Aargh... Oh well... At least there's still some more games tonight, and Smackdown too.
Uncle D creepily enters the fray.
So, did you have a good time with Blind Pew?
UD: Yes... A most frightful fellow he is. We traded stories of human hunting and skull swapping. He really has the best slicing cuts of all. If I wasn't bound to the blasted rules...

That reminds me. Did you partake of that dish this past Wednesday?
UD: What dish do you mean?
You know... The one with the sauce and the cheeses and the beef and noodles...
UD: Lasagna?
Yes.
UD: No, it is forbidden to eat that horrid thing on the third Wednesday of March. Besides, we had that clam chowder and breadfruit you ordered.
True... But you didn't eat any during the rest of the day?
UD: Of course not! And may the Reaper strike me...
*The smell of blackened ash sweeps the phantomly dragon's nostrils at that moment.
UD: Um... No, no lasagna for me this last Wednesday.

Good enough for me. C'mon... We got dinnertime in a few.

[Winslow Leach]

*Downstairs... Nerts! UConn lost in OT. Aargh...

(Tony sticks his head into The Count's room)

Tony: Tell me about it!

(disappears)

[The Count]

... Get outta here you meshuggena kid! Don't make me crush your head!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Hides from Eddie*

[Winslow Leach]

... Get outta here you meshuggena kid! Don't make me crush your head!

(in Headcrusher voice, from KITH)

Tony: I'm crushing your head, I'm crushing your head! Crush, crush!

[The Count]

*In same voice... Get out of here flathead. *Blows Tony's crushed head away. And don't make me use my other tricks like pinching your face or making you vanish into nothingness by seeing that nobody's home.
*To Claudia: You I like... You can stay. Did you already eat the cookies? *Sighs. It's okay... We'll just have to make or order some more from that little blue thing's scouting troop.

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie: So what are you going do to?

Lefty: I dunno. Maybe dat kid should send me back to Abu Dahbi...

Newsie: You can't, er...find some live chickens anywhere?

Lefty: Nah, Benny kin tell da difference. Dose cluck-boxes wit feadders were unique!

Newsie: How so?

Lefty: Well, dey...how should I know? I just sell 'em, not ask 'em dere life histories!

Newsie: Okay, calm down...

Lefty: How kin I keep calm when it's almost soyten dat Quincey Quicktrigger is after me...(shakes)

Newsie: Quincey Quicktrigger? Is he a hit man?

Lefty: Quincey? Bah! No way, Jose! He's da absolute woist wit firearms...in fact da boss forbids him ta touch even a water pistol!

Newsie: Why is he called Quicktrigger?

Lefty: An account 'a his temper! He loses it just like dat! (tries to snap his finger, to emphasize the point, but can't; tries again; nada; and again; he gives up) Ya get da picture...riiiiiight!

Newsie: So this fellow--who is not armed--is after you?

Lefty: Well, he kin drive, so he'll have Billy Bad-Shot wit him.

Newsie: Sounds like another harmless fellow.

Lefty (does double take) Harmless? Harmless? Billy Bad-Shot is da absolute woist, most dangerous, most rute-less assassin Benny has employed! Even Benny has nightmares about him! (shudders and looks around room) R-r-r-iiiiiiiiiight...

Newsie: Why doesn't Billy just come alone? Why does Quincey have to come with him?

Lefty: Because Billy don't know how ta drive! What am I gonna do? They're probably right outside even as we speak!

Newsie: I have an idea!

Lefty: Really?

Newsie: Lemme run down to the theatre...I'll be back in two shakes...

Newsie leaves the room; Lefty paces nervously. He pulls a lollipop out of his pocket, and puts it in his mouth.

[Winslow Leach]

A short time later...

Newsie: Are you ready?

Lefty (hiding inside his closet) Dis is so humiliatin'!

Newsie: It's the only way to get you out of here without anyone being none the wiser. Once I drop you off at the Muppet theatre, I'll go down to visit Benny, and simply explain to him that the chickens that were left in your care somehow vanished. You know how chickens are. One minute they're here, the next...er...your roommate is handing them off as dance partners...

Lefty: Dat kid is gonna get--

Newsie: Nevermind that. You got him back good with that knock on the head. You two are even now. If I help you, you must promise me you won't hurt Tommy again. (pause) Well? (pause) Well?

Lefty: Okay, okay, I promise!

Newsie: So after you're safely in the theatre, I'll explain to Benny that the chickens are gone, pay for them, and have him call off his men. Okay?

Lefty: Why are ya doin' dis fer me, especially after I've been such a crum-bum ta ya...

Newsie: Good question.

Lefty: Huh?

Newsie: Look, let's go, okay? I have other things to do...and you look fine, don't worry!

Lefty slowly walks out of the closet. He wears a gray wig, thick eye makeup, thick rouge and bright-red lipstick. He wears a simple dress with a knit sweater and black orthopedic shoes. A pair of silver-rimmed glasses complete the disguise. He is hunched over, and holds a cane.

Newsie: Are you ready to go out for breakfast, grandma?

Lefty mutters angrily under his breath.

Newsie: My, my grandma! Such language! (offers his arm, which Lefty reluctantly takes) Come on! We're going for a nice ride!

Lefty: Ya doity crum-bum!

Newsie: Now, now...is that any way to talk to...

And the two are gone, the door shutting behind them.

[The Count]

Mmm... After Newsie and Lefty are gone and out of earshot inside the elevator. Dunno what he's so worried about. Benny couldn't've possibly sent those guys. It's both of them's Boss who has that kind of pull. And trying to sell off Muppet chickens? It's a good thing Tony gave them away as dancing partners at that crazy celebration thingy taking place. If Gonzo and Camilla had caught wind of such a scam... Well, he'd be counting his aching McNuggets. Ah, but that's life here in Hensonville. Que sera sera... What will be will be.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *returns back from human hunting with his new BFF and sobbing, half of his feathers missing* Blind Pew says I'm F-F-FIRED and that he hates my whimper! *runs to his room and slams the door* :scary:

Ailie: =/ Poor turkey...*starts snickering*

Jen and Kira: *laugh quietly*

Chamberlain: *pokes his head out for a minute* *imitates the MFS villain* DON'T--LAUGH--AT MEEEEE!

Jen: O.o...*grabs Kira and runs out*

Ailie: *alone and thinking for a moment* *walks out and leaves an innocent looking box written for Lefty...with a explosion inside* *goes into the common room*

[BEAR]

Bryan: (Hammering)
Big Bird: Thanks for setting up my new swing, Bryan.
Bryan: You're welcome, Big Bird.
Big Bird: I can't wait to swing on it and read my new storybook you gave me for my birthday.
Bryan: Don't forget to send Kyle and the Monsters a thank you card for your swing.
Big Bird: Oh, I won't! There's a whole bunch of friends I need to thank.
Ernie: But it's not Thanksgiving, it's Easter! Khekhekhe!
Bryan: Speaking of Easter, I wonder what we should do.
Big Bird: (swinging back and forth) Maybe Ed has plans for an Easter egg hunt this year.

[The Count]

Hi... Don't think so. Last time we had one I was sorta met with mixed results. So I think this year, if people want to have an Easter lunch here at the dorms' patio area, that'd be fine by me... Or perhaps some friends could or would prefer to have a picnic Easter meal in the town's park. Maybe there'll be an egg hunt there for all the kids and residents in town though.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty, still in his little old lady garb, and Newsie enter the room.

Lefty: Ya sure ya took care of everytin'?

Newsie: Yep. I paid off Benny, and had a nice talk with the big man, the fellow who was gonna send the hit men after you. Turns out he's a fan of mine, and all he wanted in return for your life was an autographed photo of me.

Lefty: Ya gave him one, right?

Newsie: Yes.

Lefty: Tanks, mac, yer a real pal. I'm gonna go take off dis stuff now...aldough...dis dress is kinda comfy...mind if I keep it?

Newsie: You'll have to ask them at the theatre.

Lefty goes into his closet and shuts the door.

Newsie walks into the hallway; he notices Ailie's box on the floor, picks it up, and comes back into the room.

Newsie: Hey, Lefty, Ailie sent you a gift!

Lefty (in closet) Who?

Newsie: Ailie. Your girlfriend.

Lefty: She did?

Newsie: Yes.

Lefty: Be right out!

Newsie (shakes box) Ooh! Sounds like candy! Lefty won't mind if I open it for him, especially after all I did for him today...

Newsie opens the box.

KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Newsie is propelled backward, flying through the air out of the still-opened door, and into the hallway, where he bangs into the wall; he slowly slides to the floor, unconscious.

Lefty, still wearing a slip, runs out of the closet and looks around frantically; he runs into the hallway, despite his attire, and bends over Newsie.

Newsie: 'Ey! 'Ey! Where's my present? Were ya tellin' da truth, or was ya full of baloney? 'Cause if you was fulla baloney, I'd...gift for me...yeah, right!

Lefty goes into room, and slams the door.

[The Count]

*Bats help out the haunters of Room #1 as they visit each currently habited occupancy in the dorms building. Small bags filled with colorful M&M candies of regular chocolate and peanut, along with a couple of Snickers chocolate eggs are left, tied around the doorknobs. The funny thing is that each baggie has a pair of cute bunny ears attached to the top, the nice people who work at the Cabin Fever party supplies store helped us make them that way.

Happy Easter everybody. Hmmm... Wonder if the lovely little Claudia Rabbit or Bean Bunny went out into the halls and hid some other Easter goodies. Oh well... Have a good day everybody and hope you enjoy the holiday with your Muppet friends and families.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *knocking on Chamberlain's door* Are you sure you don't want to come out? The easter bunny sent you those marshmellow peeps you like a lot--the stales ones from five years ago that look like they have scabs... *holds them at a safe distance away from her face*

Chamberlain: NO! Leave me alone to rooottt...

Ailie: *rolls her eyes and throws the peeps into his room before retreating to her own to change*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Scooter: (knocking on Allie's door) Allie? It's Scooter and Beige from room 7. We're saying welcome on behalf of the others.
Beige: Yeah, and we brought a big basket of chocolate eggs...and a bunch of these little cream candies shaped like Pod People, for the Chamberlain.

(meanwhile)

Storyteller: Is it still too late to give Big Bird his presents?
Erin: Wouldn't think so. (looks at pile) I got him an antique birdhouse to hang outside his nest, so other birds can drop in.
Storyteller: I knitted two new sweaters for Little Bird and Radar.
Nora: I got my sister to send over two boxes of honey-sesame snaps...and Scooter and Beige pooled their money and got him a new gumball machine.
Erin: Nice...when the boys get back, we'll take the presents over to Big Bird.

[The Count]

Hey... Erin... *Hugs her in a friendly manner. Missed ya round here lately. Feels good to have someone else learned enough and who's been through real journalistic wars... Helps defuse the craziness over a couple of recent Sesame-related articles. Hope you had a nice Easter though. Think there's a baggy there on the knob for you to share with your crew when they're all together again. Take care.
*Leavs with a bit of a smile.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Thanks, Ed - I've been a little AWOL because of the rigors of the life academic, plus the job hunt (source of many tension headaches for me). I love being a senior...

I'll have to check out the articles.

Beige: Hi, guys, we're back...(spots bag) Ooh! Candy!
Storyteller: Beige, save some for us!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *sticks her head out of the room and smiles* Hi Scooter and Beige! That's very nice of you guys, thanks a heap. Jen and Kira just left with Fizzgig but I'm sure Chamberlain will appreciate those.

Chamberlain: Mmm...*poking his beak out of his room* Don't those idiots know your name is Ailie and not--

Ailie: *throws a brick at him*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: According to the Chamberlain, one of you needs to have your eyes checked.
Scooter: My eyes are fine! Look! I can read that old Canal Street sign on Erin's door!
Erin: Uh...it's not Canal Street, it's Baker Street.
Beige: Yup, it's definitely Baker Street.
Scooter: (groans) All right...I'll call Dr. Lenzes tomorrow and make an appointment.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
*Gets a bazooka; clad in military clothes*
Get that rabbit! That robot rabbit is running around with my Easter Eggs! <3 MY CHOCOLATEEEE!

Blind Pew:
*Takes out his sword gracefully*
For zyou, I vwill!

The Scientists:
*Cowering behind the closet*

Claudia:
*Hops into Blind Pew's arms*
CHARGE, PEW!

Blind Pew:
Furry friend again?

Claudia:
Yes!
:3 It's in honor of the holiday!
*Cuddles her big egg*

[The two hunt down the derranged rabbit gone wrong]

[Erine81981]

Exploisons can be heard and Me and the Monsters head over to Bryan's room.

Oh..*phew*...this place it not like it used to be durning our last Easter guys. Oh hi Bryan, Big Bird, Ernie, Bert and Cookie Monster. Sorry. Me and the guys wanted to get out of ouer room before we became chared splaters on the wall.

Murray: That girl, Claudia is one weird person.

Grover: But she sure was adorable as a white little bunny.

Herry: I just hope we don't have to deal with those robot rabbits that Bunsan built.

Me too. So is it ok if we stay in here with you guys?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *goes into her room and blares Rock Steady out of boredom*

Chamberlain: *ambles into the room, grouchily* Ailie, you seem a bit depressed. I figured you'd be celebrating more since it's a holiday and everything--of course, it's not really my position to police you as I hate happiness as well...

Ailie: *lifts up another brick and then shrugs, placing it back down* I'm fine, just hopelessly in love...

Chamberlain: Ugh, really? Blast it, I detest love. I thought you dropped Lefty, though.

Ailie: I did...he was a cheap, nickleloving jerk who cared only about himself. I want Animal back...I need him...I love him...I'm...I'm a wreck...*hides under her bed and angsts*

Chamberlain: O.o Teenagers...*goes back to eat his podling shaped marshmellows*

Ailie: Yeah, thanks for the sympathy. Turkeybreath...

[The Count]

*Voiceover: Muppet College Dorms have been brought to you by the letter E, for Easter... And by the number 11.
Good night everybodddeeeeeeeeeee!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Blind Pew: Zyou idiot, I never said zyou were fired! I said something waz burning--and by ze sound of zyour pitiful whimpering...I assumed zyou were on fire due to ze awful smell!
Hits Chamberlain upside the head swiftly

Come, whimpering pigeon, we must paste those feathers of yours. Oh. Mmm, zyou don't mind if I could borrow one of zyour feathers, yez? Zhank zyou.
Attaches a genuine Chamberlain feather to his four-cornered hat

Drags Chamberlain from out of the closet.
Nimble hands grab a handful of marshmellows.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *whimpers as his feather is plucked out* What the--where are you taking me? *tries to break out his grip*

Ailie: *throws a brick at Blind Pew* Can't you see I'm drowning in my teenage lust/angst? GET LOST!

[BEAR]

Big Bird: Hi, Bryan!
Bryan: Hi, Big Bird! What's up?
Big Bird: Well...I was just wondering, do you think Mr. Chamberlain would want to join the Birdkateers?
Bryan: Hmm...I don't know, Big Bird.
Big Bird: Ailie said he was a vulture. That's a bird.
Bryan: Well, he's a skeksis. That's bird-like.
Big Bird: Still, do you think I should ask him?
Bryan: If you feel the interest to invite him, then go right ahead, Big Bird. I'm not sure how he'll respond.
Big Bird: Me neither. I've never even met him really, but if Ailie is so nice, he must be too if they're roommates. I'm gonna call him. (picks up the phone and dials) It's the answering machine. I guess I'll leave a message. (into phone) Hi, Mr. Chamberlain! This is Big Bird calling. I was just wondering if you would like to play with the Birdkateers this week. I hope you will. We'd love to have you. So long! (hangs up) I left a message.
Bryan: Ah.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *picks up the answering machine and throws it against the wall* As if I'd ever associate with that overgrown parrot... *stomps his foot into the smashed pieces*

Ailie: *licks a picture of Animal while lying on her bed* *daydreams about our wedding*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty appears outside of Ailie's door.

Lefty: I've had enough a' dis one! I'm gonna so break up wit her! (pulls small package out of his coat pocket) Heh heh...when she opens dis, she'll get a real charge! Riiiiiiiiight!

(knocks)

'Ey! Open up! It's me!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Turkey, go get that. I'm busy. *snuggles the picture of Animal and smiles*

Chamberlain: Hmmph...little teenager brat ordering me around--I'll show her. *yanks open the front door and squawks in an earshatteringly loud tone* WHAT D'YOU WANT?

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (screams) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

(Lefty does a complete somersault, and crashes to the floor; he slowly picks himself up)

Lefty: Ya crazed toikey, whatcha tryin' ta do ta me, cause me ta jump outta my skin or sometin'? Yeah, I bet dat would be really funny, seein' Lefty's skeleton runnin' around da dorms...riiiiiiiight!

Anyway, is that what's-her-name goil in dere? Tell her it's me, Lefty, an' I wanna break up wit her. Oh, and to foither entice her ta come out, tell her I brought her a very special present...riiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: Mmmm...I do say, that would be rather amusing and I--*suddenly stops and twitches a bit* Turkey? Did you just call me a turkey? *twitches more* TURKEY! TURKEY! I'LL GIVE YA TURKEY! *clamps his beak onto Lefty's arm before ripping it off and spitting it into the hallway* Now, let's see...*takes the box and throws it back into the sleazy salesman's face*

Ailie: *rolls her eyes at the noise and continued to fantasize about Animal* It's just like Heaven being here with you...you're like an angel, too good to be true...

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: My arm! My ARM! (looking to an invisible camera) My left arm! How ironic! Oh, the pain, the pain!

(the box is hurled at Lefty; it explodes)

Lefty (whimpers) At least somebody got a charge outta dis...(faints)

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain *leaves him in the hallway and slams the door*

Ailie: *hugging her pillow and closing her eyes* I do...oh, I do...<333

[Winslow Leach]

Tony happens upon Lefty; he sighs; here we go again...he picks up Lefty and his arm, and drops his unconscious form in front of the scientists' room. He knocks, and waits for a moment...

Tony (remembering) Ooh! Fox is broadcasting a live kangaroo boxing match tonight!

Tony giggles excitedly, and runs to his room, leaving Lefty.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen: How frightful! Oh, Beakie, the violence is spreading.
We must be clever and protect ourselves!

Beaker: Mee mee mee?

Bunsen: Now that you ask, Beaker, I think we should strap on our bubble suits.

Beaker: Meep.

[BEAR]

Cookie: Oh no! Me better protect me cookies!

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: Well, Scooter, how was your appointment with Dr. Lenzes?
Scooter: I need new glasses, 'cause my prescription's changed.
Beige: In other words, gofer boy, your eyesight's gotten worse.
Nora: Nice...Dr. Lenzes told me that I have a different prescription for each eye - so my glasses end up costing more.
Beige: As for me, I've had to start wearing my glasses a little more often - I've crashed into a few too many stalactites - no, wait, were they stalagmites?
Erin: If they're hanging from the ceiling, they're stalactites. If they're growing up from the floor, they're stalagmites. (takes a long sip of tea) Here's to room 7. The few, the proud, the myopic.
Storyteller: Mmm, yes. Now if you'd all stop reading in the dark and spending so much time at the computer, your sight wouldn't be so bad.
Scooter: Uh, Storyteller, that's a myth.
Storyteller: What?
Scooter: Myth! Myth!
Nora: Yeth?

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen: Who could that be?
Tries to grab the doorknob, but his suit limits him from doing so

Beaker: Mee mee!
Bumps into Bunsen

Claudia: Guys...
Opens the door and gasps
Oh, Lefty! What happened to you?
Carries him to her bed (on her lap); gets her needle and string and starts sewing his arm back in place.

Bunsen: Lefty, who was that beautiful lady? Newsie's grandmother was it? May I ask what is her number?
Tsstsstt!

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (coming to) Naw, I like da Pop Tarts wit da strawberry fillin'...not da blueberry...riiiiiiiiiiiiight! Boy, my left arm feels kinda numb...

Huh? Dat ol' lady? Oh, you must mean...er...Henrietta Geriatric...uh...Oldperson...riiiiiiiight, riiiiiiiight! Yeah, baldy, yer right...she is da Newsman's granmudder...but she went away...yeah...when you saw her, da Newsman was drivin' her ta da airport, so she could go back home...sorry...'cause she taught yer round head was so sexy...riiiiiiiiight!

(looks at Claudia, sewing his arm on)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! I hate needles! Dey make me...(faints)

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: Guess who's sleeping over!
Finishes with the last stitch

Bunsen: Aww, coochie coo!

Beaker: Laughing

Dr. Van Neuter: Stuffs a baby bottle pop in Lefty's mouth
Sleep tight, mob man.

[Winslow Leach]

A little later...

Lefty, still unconscious, is in a crib. He wears a baby bonnet and one-piece sleep suit. The bottle hangs out of his mouth.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Dr. Van Neuter: What happens if he wets the bed?

Bunsen: Don't look at me, sir. I'm just a scientist...I don't have a feminime side.
Inspects his nails slowly, tsks at them
Oh darn it.

Beaker: Mee mee mee
Rolls eyes at Bunsen

Claudia: I'm only seventeen! O_O

Composta: Immature knuckle heads! Composta be little nickel-theif momma.

Dr. Van Neuter: I'll be his daddy...for you, Sweetie!
Except, he's uglier than I expected...
I'm sorry to say...but, Bunsen, he has your face.

Bunsen: ....

[The Count]

Yeah... But if stalactites and stalagmites are grouped together like gaping jaws, they're speleothames (SP)? That reminds me... Haven't gone to see my own eye doctor in about a year's time. Ah well, such is the busy life of a college body. Errands and schedules to keep in order and find a spot somewhere when someone can take me there...

*Ponders over stuff while getting ready for MuppetCast 50.

[BEAR]

Snuffy: Did Chamberlain ever call you back, Bird?
Big Bird: No, but that's okay. I'll probably see him around.
Bert: Hey, everybody! It's time to listen to the Muppetcast!
Ernie: I've got the popcorn!
Cookie: Me got cookies!
Bryan: Great! Let's turn it on!

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *waltzing with Sweetums* One-two-three and one-two-three and one-two-three and.....

Animal: CHA-CHA-CHAAAA! *grabs Janice and begins to try to dance with her*

Alex: Very nice-two-three and one-two-three and one-two-three and straighten up-two-three.... keep your shoulders back, your stance tall, your arms firm.....

Animal: *cuts in* MY TURN! DANCE DANCE! *begins a very fast, sloppy, all-over-the-place waltz*

Alex: Oh, ok!

Sweetums: *shrugs and begins to waltz with Bean*

Floyd: *does a box-step with Janice*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: HEEYOOOO! I just be a-wonderin'!
What if this here bomb destroyed this ol' building?
HEEEYOOOOOO! I'mma make nice like a good lady and disreguard it! :3

Bunsen: You, my dear, are no country girl!
Now please get back here?

Beaker: Goodjobmeep.

Dr. Van Neuter: Oh no...she's going into that stage...

Bunsen: Oh goodness.

Claudia: If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'ld been married long time ago.
Where did you come from where did you go,
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe?

Skips around energetically like a flexible country girl
and starts tapping

Beaker: Mee mee meee meee storm!
Mee mee mee mee mee meee mee strong!
Mee meee mee mee meee meee gun!
Meee meee meee meee meee fun!
In typical country clothes

Mee meee meee meee
meee meee meee mee
meeee mee meee mmeee!

Claudia: If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'ld been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been...

Let's dosie-do, Carrot top!

[The two skip off square dancing, leaving the others puzzeled and embarrased beyond relief]

Bunsen: ...So, mmm, who's going to change Mr. Lefty?

Dr. Van Neuter: Don't look at me! He has your face!

Bunsen: Then he must be pretty handsome, you pickle!

Dr. Van Neuter: Too bad, he's already got a pickel for a head, you melon!

Composta: Idiots!
Slaps them both
Gets Lefty out from the crib

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty kicks open the door and stands threateningly, holding a bazooka. Actually, he doesn't *look* intimidating, as he's still clad in his baby outfit, complete with bonnet.

Tony: Hey, it's Baby Huey! Where have you been?

Lefty: SLUG!

Tony: Um, are you mad or something?

Lefty: Ya dumb slug! Dis is da final straw!

Tony: Wha'd I do? (laughs) I'm sorry, man, I can't help it...that getup you're wearing...

Lefty: Huh huh huh, shaddap, slug! Dis is all your doin'!

Tony: Me?

Lefty: Yeah you...slimeball!

Tony: I found you out cold in the hallway. Your arm was missing. I brought you to Claudia's room so she and the scientists could fix you up.

Lefty: Den why am I dressed like dis?

Tony: Maybe it was their idea of humor?

Lefty (double take) Humor, eh? Well, I'm gonna show you some humor now, slughead! Dis bazooka is gonna send ya inta next week! An' unlike us Muppets, youse won't be able ta put yerself tagether so easily!

Tony: Lefty, put that--

Lefty: Shaddap! I've hoid enough slug-speak ta last me a lifetime! Dis is da happiest moment of my life!

Lefty fires the bazooka at Tony. Tony is pelted with beanbags.

Tony: What the...?

Lefty: What da...?

Tony: Beanbags?

Lefty: Aaaarrrggghh! I shoulda known better dan ta buy a used bazooka from a coicus clown!

Tony laughs.

Lefty: You win dis round, slug, but I'll getcha faster'n you can say "headcheese," when ya least expect it. And next time...nobody or nuthin' will be able ta save ya! Riiiiiiiiight!

Lefty walks into his closet and slams the door.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *skips into her dorm, humming vaguely under her breath* Wouldn't it be nice if we were older...

Chamberlain: Don't tell me you're thinking about that fleabag drummer again.

Ailie: Okay, I won't. But I am thinking of bringing him to the prom next year--if he doesn't wreck the place.

Chamberlain: Hmmph, he will.

Ailie: Don't you have to go stalk Blind Pew or something? *slides into the couch to read a bit of The Crucible for English*

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: 'Kay guys, I'm planning on hitting the Soap Shoppe tomorrow. Any requests?
Tosh: Oh! Can you get me some Sweet Pea? And a couple bars of the pet soap; I'm running low.
Mimzy: I really liked those samples of Rose Patchouli you brought back last time.
Kim: Okay, so sweet pea and pet soap for Tosh, and rose patchouli for Mimzy, got it. Anyone else?
Boober: Oh, I dunno...surprise me.
Kim: Famous last words, Boober. Gillis? You want anything?
Gillis: Well... (whispered) could you get me a bar of that Eucalyptus soap? I really liked it.
Kim: Sure thing, Gil.

-Kim

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *wakes up and murmurs nonsence under her breath due to being still half asleep while getting ready* 3 quizzes in math today...X_X *braces herself and slips out of the room, driving off*

Chamberlain: *sleeping in the closet* Podling stole my money...

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: 'Ey Crazy Harry, have ya seen dat slug guy?

Crazy Harry (shakes his head "no") HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Newsie: You know, Lefty, you should really cool it on the slug. You know Alex doesn't like when you call Tony that...

Lefty: Ya know, Newsie, you should mind yer own business, before I stick a beehive full a live bees over your head!

Crazy Harry (shakes his head "yes") AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Lefty: Heh, maybe I'll still stuff yer head inta a beehive...on principle!

Newsie: You two make me sick! I'm gonna go to the common room...

Lefty sticks his foot out; Newsie trips and falls.

Lefty: Have a nice trip? How was your fall? Heh heh heh!

Newsie: Very mature, Lefty...very mature...

Newsie leaves.

Lefty: Good, we got rid 'a da square. Now, when da slug comes in, I'll knock him out cold wit dis here mallet (holds up a Warner Bros. cartoon-style mallet that says "Acme"), den youse wire his head wit yer explosives and KA-BAM! Slimy slug residue all over da walls an' floor!

Crazy Harry: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Lefty: I know, I'm a genius, right? Den we get rid of dat news guy...and we'll have dis whole room ta ourselves!

Crazy Harry rubs his hands together gleefully, and laughs.

Lefty: Riiiiight, riiiiiight! But SHHHHHHHHH! We gotta keep dis on da Q.T. Da kid ain't supposed ta know anytin' about dis!

Crazy Harry nods "yes," in agreement.

Lefty (sings)

I'm gonna kill da SLUG dead!
Den I shall take his bed!
Oh golly gee, how evil 'a me
Ta kill dat rotten SLUG dead!
Hee-hee!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen: Oh dear, I haven't anymore scotch tape!
I'll just drop by to visit my good neighborly (not crazy) friends.
Mmm, where was his room again? Oh, I've got it!
It's useful to have a map when memory fails you.
Hohoho!
Prances over to Tony's door--oddly enough the door is not locked. He enters cheerfully

Greetings, Mr. Lefty!
Feeling well I hope?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *returns to find that half of her room is redecorated* What the--? Kira! Hey, where's all of her stuff?

Fizzgig: *growls from under the other bed*

Ailie: Oh no, and she forgot you too! *scoops up the pet, carefully and tries to keep it from biting her while she strides into the living room* Chamberlain, where is Kira?

Chamby: *playing on the PS2* I sent her and Jen away on a box to Taiwan. Now I can finally beat them at this game! *cackles and then loses again* Rats.

Ailie: You sent them away to Taiwan? Chamberlain--

Chamberlain: Don't worry, the mailing company said they would kidnap new people to be our replacements and send them as soon as they could.

Ailie: *facepalms* I really hope there's no more skeksises...

Chamberlain: Mmmm...that would be most amusing... *loses again*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty hears someone approaching the room.

Lefty: It's da slug! SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Crazy Harry stifles a giggle.

Lefty turns out the lights.

The door opens, and Bunsen comes in.

Lefty springs forward and knocks Bunsen on the head with his mallet.

Lefty: Squishy-squish! I squashed da slug! I squashed da slug!

Crazy Harry quickly moves to Bunsen, and sticks wires on his head; he runs back to his explosive.

Lefty: Maestro, if you please...

Crazy Harry: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Crazy Harry presses down the plunger...

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Pieces of Bunsen rain down on Lefty and Harry; Lefty dances.

Lefty: We've done it! Da slug is no more, da slug is no more! Hahahaha!

Tony enters the room.

Tony: What are you guys doing here in the dark?

Tony flips on the light switch.

Lefty and Crazy Harry do a simultaneous double-take.

Tony: You fools! What have you done now?

Lefty: Gaaa?

Crazy Harry: Zaaa?

Tony (seeing pieces of Bunsen float through the air) Beaker is not going to like this!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
Meee meee mee?
Quietly peers into the room, seeing Bunsen's corpse spread about the place
Mee...meee....
Slowly twitches, turns around to face Lefty and Crazy Harry blankly
Mee....
He trembles violently before knocking them down in a kick

Claudia:
Sobbing wildly
YOU KILLED BUNSEN!
OH NO!
BUNNIE!

Blind Pew:
Swiftly enters the room at the sound of Claudia's screams and pierces Lefty and Harry through with a sword
Zyou pitiful fools!
Zyou dare make my beloved see this mess?

Claudia: AIIEEEE!

Beaker:
Smiles oddly and does the Flamenco on Lefty and Harry
MEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
MEEEEEEEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
In a typical Spanish dress

Dr. Van Neuter:
Cover your eyes, Sweetie!

Composta:
Sobs

[Winslow Leach]

Tony has watched the above in silence.

Tony: Er...um...

Newsie enters, with a cup of coffee; he looks around the room, unfazed.

Newsie: Hey Tommy, what's going on? Anything new?

Tony: Uh...same old, same old...

Newsie: Ah!

Newsie sits at his desk, and starts to type.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:Er, that was random.
Composes herself

Dr. Van Neuter: It's ironic.
The scientist's assistant is expected to die
from a freak accident. Turns out it was the scientist who died...
go figure.

Composta: Me thought the fireworks were pretty.

Beaker: Mee...mee...
Rocks back and forth

[WhiteRabbit]

Random mailman: *drops a moving box with a Returned To Sender sticker on it in front of Ailie's room and disappears quickly*

Chamberlain: *hears the faint dropping sound* It's here! It's here! It's here! It's--*crashes into the wall*

Ailie: *sighs and opens the door, dragging the package into the living room* *smirks slightly* It doesn't look like any skeksises would fit in this box, Chamberlain, unless they're baby ones.

Chamberlain: Gimme! *tries to rip the string apart*

Ailie: Let me do that. Whatever's in there could possibly be fragile...*throws the box into the wall*

*The lid breaks and Zoot and Dr. Teeth fall out*

Zoot: *wakes up* Huh? This doesn't look like Saturn...

Dr. Teeth: *gasps for breath* Air...sweet air...how I've missed you...

Ailie: *cocks her head for a moment and then screams* OMG! Dr. Teeth! Zoot! MIIIIINEEE! *tackles and stranglehugs both* 2 out of the 5 members of the greatest band ever is staying in my dorm! AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!

Zoot: What? Who? Adda--wibba...

Dr. Teeth: *choking* Well, actually six--if you count Lips, baby...

Ailie: *releases them* Lips? What? Who?

Zoot: Yeah, who?

Ailie: I love that band! =D

Dr. Teeth: Right on!

Chamberlain: ...the heck? Where are the baby skeksises?

Dr. Teeth: What?

Zoot: Who?

Ailie: Janet!

Dr. Teeth: Rocky!

Zoot: Brad...oh, how come I got stuck with Brad?

Ailie: Cause you're Zoot--

Chamberlain: AAAAAAAAAAH! Just stop it all of you! I can't believe I'm stuck with more freaks! Freaks, I tell ya!

Dr. Teeth: *salutes*

Zoot: Hmmph. Look who's talking...

Ailie: Forget him, you guys! Let's party! *dances in celebration of her awesome new roommates*

[Winslow Leach]

In the hallway, walking to Ailie's room.

Tony: How do you knuckleheads feel?

Lefty: I feel fine, slug, why?

Crazy Harry: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Tony: No ill effects going through the time machine?

Lefty: Nah...at foist I taught I was gonna end up like dat guy in da movie "Da Fly," ya know, come out wit a fly's head? But it was okay. Yer lucky, too, ya smarmy--

Tony: Harry?

Crazy Harry (nods no) HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Tony: Okay, good.

Newsie is following, carrying several bags of chips, popcorn and pretzels. He has two bottles of soda under each arm.

Newsie: Little help?

Lefty: Nah.

Tony: Okay, you fools, be on your best behavior. Ailie has two new roommates, and we have to make a good first impression...for once.

Crazy Harry: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Newsie: Seriously, my arms are straining!

Lefty: Shaddap! Youse kin do it, Hoicules!

Tony knocks on Ailie's door.

Tony: Remember...behave! That means no sales, no explosions, and no boring talk about the weather. Got it?

The three stare at Tony.

Tony: I'll take that as a yes.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen: Oh goodness!
I blew up into tiny particles!
The pain was intolerable before death relieved me from it all. Oh, I just remembered, I can't die.
Silly me!
Stifles a giggle

Beaker: MEEEEWOOOO! MEEE MEE MEEE!
He runs up to him and tackles him into an un-Beaker like hug, smothering him in "I missed you" kisses

Bunsen: Not in front of the children, Beakie.
Jokes lightly--gets up slowly, adjusting his glasses

Claudia: Bunsen is back from the dead!
Eyes go wide...
Runs out to tell everyone...only to end up in the closet...
Things topple over her like a pile of rocks

Dr. Van Neuter: Claudia! That wasn't the door!
You idiot, it was the other one!

Claudia: Who turned off the sun?

Dr. Van Neuter: It's night Claudia!

Claudia: No wonder...but who turned off the moon?

Dr. Van Neuter: ....

Beaker: Meesheesh.

Bunsen: Get out of the closet, dear.

Claudia: Ok! :D
Ends up falling through a trapdoor within the closet
AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Dr. Van Neuter: Claudia, darn it!
That was the emergency trap door!
Sighs

Bunsen: OOooohh...I'll show that smarty pants a thing or two in having attempted my early demise!
But first, I fancy a cup of tea.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *stops in middle of spinning* DOOR! *falls over and scrambles to get it* *stables herself before twisting the knob* Oh, hi, you guys and Lefty! Come join the fun, my new roommates are here! *leads the first three inside, grabs the food, and slams the door, forgetting about Newsie* You guys, say hullo to one third of the Electric Mayhem (if you count Lips)-- Zoot and Dr. Teeth! =D And of course, you probably remember Chamberlain.

Chamberlain: *reading the news on a couch and glaring at the newcomers* Mmmmm. More insane people, I'm assuming...

Zoot: *muttering vaguely* You're one to talk, Pigeonbreath.

Chamberlain: *eyetwitch* Excuse me, Baldy? What did you say?

Dr. Teeth: Hey, chill out, my feathery friend. Come groove with us...

Chamberlain: I'd much rather eat my own eyeballs. I honestly don't know what's worse, the irritating music or your blinding wardrobe.

Dr. Teeth: Turkeyjerk say WHAT? *cracks his knuckles*

Ailie: *interrupts by blaring the music and lowering the lights*

Chamberlain: *sulks miserably in a corner*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEE!
WATCH OUT! WATCH OUT!

Bunsen: Don't worry, Claudia.
This isn't a crash...It's a change of altitude!
Tsstsst!

Claudia:
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Lands ontop of Ailie
@_@ LOOK, MOMMA, IT'SA GATOR!

Dr. Van Neuter: No, that's just Chamberdork.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie EEP! *tries to catch Claudia and fails*

Chamberlain: *snarls at Van Neuter* HOW DARE YOU! *storms out of the room like an angry pigeon-monster-thing*

Zoot: *tries not to laugh at him and slides across the floor*

Dr. Teeth: *looks up in surprise and smiles at Claudia* Oh, lord, somebody call the pope! Heaven's lost an angel!

Ailie: Oooh...*whispering into Claudia's ear* Am I invited to the wedding?

Zoot: *bites his lip*

[The Count]

She's already taken boys... Read all about it in the great Ghostbusters/Muppets fanfiction. Spooking of which... *Prods Claudia.

[Winslow Leach]

The door slams in Newsie's face; he stares at it a moment. He turns and walks down the hallway, alone, hands in pockets, head down, singing...

Newsie (sings)

Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a nitwit!
You can't fire me
I quit!
Seems I don't fit in...

He sniffles.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Lalalala...don't hear you, Count. *helps Claudia to her feet and leaves Ailie on the ground* May I have this dance, beautiful?

Ailie: I feel loved. X_X

Zoot: *watches anxiously*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (coolly, barely controlling his anger at Ailie) Hey...you...I'm lookin' fer dat Kira. Where is she? I gots ta ask her sometin' important! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! Do ya unnderstand me, woman? I wanna be da boyfriend to ya roomie, now where is she?

Tony (to Lefty) Hey! Chill!

Crazy Harry walks up to Zoot; he pauses and stares at him a moment; then he begins wildly pounding Zoot's head, as if it were a conga drum.

Tony: Oh my--Ailie, look, I'm really sorry. I told these guys to behave, and--

Lefty: Shaddap! (to Ailie) Where IS she? Huh? HUH?

Crazy Harry continues pounding away, like Desi Arnaz in his prime.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Ow! Ow! Stop it! You monkey! *tries to sprint away*

Ailie: No big deal, Tony. Zoot can handle it, I think. *while dancing* She's gone, Lefty and she's also Jen's. =P So you can forget about it.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: But, but, but!
O_O Replaces herself with Zoot swiftly
Dance, buddy!
Dance!
Be right back!
Walks out of the room to meet up with misfit Newsie

We're a couple of misfits
We're a couple of misfits
What's the matter with misfits
That's where we fit in!
We're not daffy and dilly
Don't go 'round willy nilly
Seems to us kinda silly
That we don't fit in.
We may be different from the rest
Who decides the test
Of what is really best?
We're a couple of misfits
We're a couple of misfits
What's the matter with misfits
That's where we fit in!
Twirls him around

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *in tears* Poor Bunsen.... he was such a kind.... sweet..... wonderful scientist.......

Floyd: Hey, man, you DO realize he's alive?

Alex: *looks up* He is....?

Janice: Like, yeah! And like, Ailie's got some real groovy new roomies!

Sweetums: Who? I haven't heard anything.

Janice: Like, how could you NOT hear anything? Like it's only the rest of the Electric Mayhem!

Sweetums: You mean Dr. Teeth is here?

Animal: AND ZOOT! YEAH! *grabs his drumsticks and runs over to Ailie's room*

Alex: Well, shall we follow him?

The five roomies follow Animal over to Ailie's room and knock on the door.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: (reclining on sofa, studying some French) How are the new glasses feeling, Scooter?
Scooter: (adjusting said glasses) They feel a little weird, but I'll get used to it. (looks over at book) What's French for glasses?
Erin: Les lunettes. Tu as des nouvelles lunettes.
Beige: That's nice. (looks up) What's eating the Newsman?
Nora: Hopefully not a monster, or Rezal-ev---
Scooter: Shh! The name's jinxed!
Nora: Oh, right.
Storyteller: (rummaging around) Nora, have you seen that bag from the Soap Shoppe anywhere?
Nora: Try the bathroom!
Storyteller: (checking) Ah, here it is...everyone, Kim recommended a new soap shop to me, so I went and got everyone some new soap.
Beige: Please, nothing too flowery...
Storyteller: Oh, cool it, Beige, I got you a bar of that pine-scented kind you like. (looks into bag) There's apple blossom for me...for the rest of you, I got lavender for Nora, spring clover for Scooter and orange-lime for Erin.
Nora: So the place is going to smell like a greenhouse every time someone uses the shower.
Erin: And seeing as some of those scents don't grow in the same climate or season, it'd probably be a greenhouse at a genetics lab.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *blinks and stares back at Zoot who jumped into his arms* Er, well...

Zoot: *whines* Make him stooooppp... *points to Crazy Harry*

Dr. Teeth: Yeah, I'll do it...eventually...*drops Zoot and searches for his beloved Claudia*

Zoot: *sniff*

Chamberlain: *from his room* NO MORE VISITORS! YAAAAAAAAH!

Ailie: *dodges people and scrambles over to the door, shouting above the music* COME IN, GUYS! *restrains from tackling Animal and gazes at him*

[Winslow Leach]

Maniacally laughing, Crazy Harry chases Zoot around the room, pounding on his head.

Crazy Harry: BABALOO! BABALOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Lefty: Kira? She's...she's gone? (falls to his knees dramatically, and looks upward) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (spots a bowl of chips) Oooh, Nachos!

Lefty takes a handful of nachos, and shoves them into his mouth.

[Beakerfan]

Animal: *runs in a tackles Dr. Teeth, then tackles Zoot* YEAH YEAH YEAH! SONG! SONG! *looks around frantically for a drum set*

Floyd: Hey Ailie! *gives her a high-five as he walks in* Animal, not tonight! Your drum set is in your room! Why don't you dance with that young chick over there *jerks a thumb at Ailie* she seems like she could use a dance partner!

Animal: *looks disappointed for a moment, then pulls Ailie into the middle of the room to dance with her*

Janice: Like, this party is really groovy!

Sweetums: Wow! Zoot! Man, I haven't seen you in ages! How ya been?

Bean: *pulls Newsie by the hand* Come along Mr. Newsman. You don't want to miss out on all the fun do you?

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie (holding Bean's hand) Why thank you, Mr. Bunny! Apparently they didn't want my company, but it must have been a mistake. After all, I've been known to "shake a rug" in my time. And I can do the Madison and the Lindy Hop like nobody's business! I am ready to rock, and/or roll tonight!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: Looks on flatly at Newsie's blalant nature
I'm really a misfit,
I'm really a mistfit,
what a little nitwit...

He soo left me with it.
Points to a piece of grime on the floor
Stares at it

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Hey, slug! Slug! I'm talkin' ta ya! Why doncha go dance wit somebody?

Lefty shoves Tony; Tony stumbles across the room, and lands in the corner, next to Chamberlain.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: AAAAAAH! I didn't do it! Okay, maybe I did but--

Zoot: *while running back and forth from Crazy Harry* Hi Animal! *runs across the room and calls* HI SWEETUMS! HI EVERYONE ELSE!

Ailie: *finally fed up of all the reluctance* You know what? *yanks his hands off and slaps them back in his face* The heck with you! All I want is for you to love me back and that's just too much to ask for from such an idiot! I hope every girl you chase has pepper spray the next time! Get out of my dorm! *shoves him out and locks the door* *to her other roomies* Don't you dare let him back in or else! *runs to her own room, covering her face*

Chamberlain: *pokes his beak out of his room and cackles* *gawks at Tony* Oh, gross.

[The Count]

*Gets back home tired after a long afternoon of nothing... Has dinner as he's as hungry as an apocalypse demon. *Zonks out on the bed afterwards.
UD: Well... That was certainly productive.

*Snoring in sleep... Nora in Wonder... Dead Men... Ghosts... Zzzzzzz...

[Beakerfan]

Alex: Newsie, that's cut a rug.... *rolls her eyes*

Animal: *watches the door slam in his face, then sadly trudges into his room*

Floyd: Hey, man! What happened to the fuzzball?

Janice: Like, I dunno! He must've done something.....

Sweetums: Hi Tony! *embraces him in a tight bear hug* How ya been man?

[Winslow Leach]

Chamberlain: *pokes his beak out of his room and cackles* *gawks at Tony* Oh, gross.

Er...why is this overstuffed turkey staring at me, and licking his chops, Ailie? Hey Chamberlain, no offense, man, but you could really use a breath mint...or five...

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen: Oh, Alex, that was so sweet of you to have mentioned me in the way you did.
So I bought a little something!
Hands her a plate of cookies
Do feel better, Ailie!
Oh...poor girl.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Leave me alone...*buries her face into a pillow* *mumbles* Stupid, jerkwad, fuzzbrain...

Chamberlain: Hmmph! At least I'm not human, human!

Zoot: *glances around apprehensively in case Crazy Harry sneaks up behind him*

[Winslow Leach]

Crazy Harry pops up behind Zoot, and starts playing his head again.

[Winslow Leach]

(hugging Sweetums)

Aww, hey Sweetums, buddy! How are ya? I've been doing really well. Hey, you should drop into my room sometime. I don't think you've been there yet, have you? You're welcome anytime!

Alex...would you like to dance?

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *screeches and pulls out a baseball bat before chasing Crazy Harry back, laughing disturbingly*

Chamberlain: Because that's totally how Zoot is like, Ailie--*is hit with a brick* Ow!

[theprawncracker]

Sam: *barges into bedroom* Ryan, do you know what it is I have hear in my hand?
Ryan: *rubs area between eyes* I'm sure you're going to tell me, aren't you?
Sam: But of course. Ryan, I have here a list of every single person in this Dorm that isn't possitively out of their mind.
Ryan: And did you compile this list on your own Sam?
Sam: Of course, who else could be trusted enough for a job of this distinct and patriotic magnitude?
Ryan: I figured as much. I can't imagine it's a long list then.
Sam: Sometimes, Ryan, words must be lessened for patriotic integrity.
Ryan: Something like that, I'm sure. Well read me this list of your Sam.
Sam: Mmm, with pleasure! *clears throat and straightens paper* A list of fine and distinguished personel within the Muppet Dorms: *clears throat again* Sam the American Eagle.
Ryan: ...And?
Sam: *stares at Ryan* That is all.
Ryan: *laughs* Go figure.
Sam: Do you not see, Ryan? Do you not see what these-- these weirdos have done to you? You are no longer normal!
Ryan: Never was.
Sam: You have been completely brain washed by these strange and weird people within this very building.
Ryan: Do you expect me to complain about this?
Sam: No, but I will be taking it upon myself to protect you from these nut-jobs.
Ryan: And how do you plan on doing that?
Sam: By locking you in this room where they cannot get to you. *scuttles out of room and locks door*
Ryan: *groans* Good thing I had that trap door built...

[Beakerfan]

Alex: Sure! *dances with Tony*

Sweetums: You know Chamberlain... you might lighten up a bit. I think your frightening the little ones.... *cuddles Bean*

Bean: *eyes get very big as he begins to shiver slightly*

[Beakerfan]

The gang sleepily heads back to room 24.....

Sweetums: You know, I haven't heard a peep out of Animal since he was at the party.....

Animal: *trying to caress his teddy bear and his drum set at the same time*

Floyd: Hey Animal!

Animal: *turns his back to Floyd and continues to hug his drums*

Floyd: Well, uh, I never seen him so quiet before......

Sweetums: Animal, how about you play a drum solo?

Animal: *throws his drumsticks towards Sweetums and Floyd*

Janice: Like wow, Floyd. Maybe you should like, go talk to him.

Floyd: *stares at her flatly* Have a talk with Animal?

Alex: *walks into the room in her pajamas* Allright guys, time for bed! *sees Animal* Uh-oh.... guys, get to bed I'll handle this.

Floyd and Janice go to bed while Sweetums tuck Bean into bed.

Alex: Animal? *sits next to him on his mattress* Hey, it'll be ok man. You'll feel better tomorrow.

Animal: *looks at Alex with hope* Pro-mise?

Alex: I promise. C'mere *hugs Animal tightly*

Animal: Sing song?

Alex: Well.... allright. But then it's bed time.
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

*kisses Animal on the forehead*
Now go to sleep....

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: Playing her keyboard (set to organ) to Davy Jones' theme almost violently. Nimble fingers brushing against the keys from right to left. Her body hunched foward, as if clinging to it.

Dr. Van Neuter:The nutcase has gone nuts!
She's been playing that song since she came back from school!

Blind Pew: Give her time, zyou peacock!
Shuts the door slowly.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *watching the news* Hmmph...typical sludge every day...

Zoot: *shuffles into the living room and swipes the remote hastily, changing it to Gossip Girl* Ooh, how intense! No, Blair, don't do it!

Chamberlain: *blinks* Hey! I was watching that, not that I need to know about the problems with the human world but it's good to be educated about this sort of thing...

Zoot: Shhh...

Chamberlain: I say, today's youth is getting their minds corrupted with this sort of drivel and it frankly makes me want to throw up and cry witnessing it.

Zoot: ... *stares at him, desperately* SHHHHH!

Chamberlain: Oh, honest to--

Zoot: *gasps at the screen and then glances back at him* Stop--with--the talking--and the--NNNNnnnnnnyehhhh! *turns back immediately*

Chamberlain: I really don't understand what makes this show so intriguing...

Zoot: My gosh, do you EVER stop tawking! *pants slightly and turns back*

Chamberlain: *watches a bit and starts to become interested* So, um, what's his name? *points to an actor*

Zoot: *with a touch of insanity* His name is PleaseshuttheheckuppigeonfacebeforeIsliceyouupford innertonight!

Chamberlain: Right, well, I'm changing the channel now. *reaches for the remote before Zoot grabs him by the wrist, snarling* EEP! MMM! Fine, then...

Dr. Teeth: *strides in with Ailie* Hey guys, whatcha watchin'?

Zoot: *screeches and changes the channel quickly* Er, ESPN.

Ailie: *tries not to laugh and shakes her head*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
Gentlemen, who'd like to embark on an intellectual quest?
My friends, I intend to challenge your mind--and wit...
when I ask...
Am I...erm...hip?

Claudia: Lowers the window of her Mercedes Benz,
then lowers her sunglasses questioningly.


Dr. Van Neuter: Push pure range, Claudia!
STEP ON IT!


Beaker: MEE MEE!

Composta: PUMPKIN! MAKE HER GOOO!


Dr. Van Neuter: HURRY UP!


Bunsen: Wait! I've yet to prove myself to you!
I can indeed be ghetto!
I can be hip as a hip!
I...I..


Claudia: Is shoved out the car
AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE E!
Lands on a puddle of mud


Bunsen: Aw, you shouldn't have!
Now come with me, dearie!
You won't regret it!


[Claudia is dragged by a child-lke Bunsen--who happens to be skipping up to the lab]


Bunsen:
Here I am,
in the lab.
I know you must be thinking I'm too bald and nerdy.
Think I'm just too bald and nerdy.
Can't you see I'm bald and nerdy?


I want to boogie with the hippies,
but so far they all think I'm too bald and nerdy.
Think I'm just too baldand nerdy.
I'm just too bald and nerdy.

Walks into his makeover machine and comes out with
typical gangster clothes.

First class here at MCD,
I've skills in MSD,
I managed to even get a PH.D!

Keep your tea, I'll just work with Beakie!

My plans tend to go awry,
everything goes contrary!

All of my ideas are quite cherry,
especially with the ladies,
til they dump me over at the library.

My lab is accuratley pimped out,
I've got people begging for my top eight spaces,
Oo, I know pi to a thousand places!
Don't have any frills, nor do I have any braces...

I highly dislike mayonaise,
however I'm a wiz at games and could play for days!
Once you observe my ways,
I promise you'll be amazed.

Looks into a mirror...
The mirror breaks.

No computer I haven't run...
At twiddling I'm number one,
I do advanced quantum physics just for fun!
I'm certain I haven't a gat, but I do have a dangerous gun!
Blinded me with Science is my favorite theme song!

Puts on an afro

I could certainly kick your buttock in a game of ping-pong!
(Pardon me!)
I'll ace any device you could bring on!
I'm fluent in java script and kilgon!

They see me blow up Beakie!
I know in my heart they think I'm utterly bald and nerdy.
I guess...I am....

Claudia:
Dies

Bunsen: Done?
Oh Claudia, please do say something.
Gasps lightly
No wonder you can't say anything!
You died!

Claudia:
Unmoving

Bunsen:
Turns around sadly
Am I cursed to being, as they say, not-so-hip?
Sobs

Claudia:
Runs out of the room

Bunsen:
You live!
Claudia!
Come back!
Please!
Follows her

Claudia:
Runs through the hall

Bunsen:
Wait!

Claudia:
Falls to the ground

Bunsen:
Oh dear!
She died again!
She rose from the dead...
but she died again!
I must tell the press!
Runs off to do so.

[tvlistingman]

PETER: How was Birdkateers, Little Bird

LITTLE BIRD: It was good

BABY BEAR: Me and Little Bird planted a Plant and Big Bird said i did a good job

PETER: That's nice and how was ballet, Zoe

ZOE: Very Good!

PETER: Why don't we go swimming and then a movie

ALL: Okay!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *hears the disturbing beat in the hall and looks for a spare baseball bat*

Zoot: Eh heh...I got one. *gives it to her and shoves her and Dr. Teeth out of the room.* Finally. *changes the channel and scowls at the credits* Thanks a lot, Chamby, I missed the end.

Chamberlain: Mmmm...somebody's crabby and paranoid...

Zoot: *crosses his arms* At least it's not like I watch Jem...like Animal.

~In the hall~

Dr. Teeth: Claudia! My darling Clau--*stops in mid slowrun to gape at Bunsen*

Ailie: *once it ends* Um...well, that was...odd...

Dr. Teeth: ...dang. *glances back at the bat in Ailie's hands* Can I borrow this?

Ailie: As long as you don't hurt Bunsen with it.

Dr. Teeth: *blinks innocently* Who, me? Of course not! *stares back down at the bat* Yeah, yeah...this'll do. *slams it into his head*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: (poking head out) All right, who's beating themselves over the head with a baseball bat?

(others are huddled over Scrabble board)

Beige: (placing letters) Concussion...on a triple letter score. Your turn, Nora.
Nora: All right...(placing letters) Fracture. (selects new letters)
Scooter: My go...(placing letters) Hematoma. Pass the letters, please.
Erin: Let's see...(placing letters) Aneurysm, on a double letter score...
Beige: Am I seeing a trend here?
Nora: Maybe. (looks at letters) Aw, no, all I've got is consonants.
Scooter: If we were playing in Welsh, you'd be in good shape. (looks at letters and sighs) As for me, I need Old Russian.
Erin: (looks at letters) And I need Japanese. Your turn, Beige.

[The Count]

*Meanwhile... Uncle D sparks Claudia back to life with a shot of blue lightning from his paranormal palms.

Did I hear Erin and her group in another heavy game of Scrabble? Loved the game show version. Also I wanted to ask... Seems like Muppet Wiki says that Lady Guenevere from one of the Great Moments in Elvis History segments was based on Scooter's pattern. Wanted to know how true that is, given I can't verify for myself due to my blind batty eyes.
Oh well... *Waits for Claudia to be brought back to life so she can post and I can read more fanfic.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Yes, Ed - the basic puppet's a dead ringer for Scooter. Different eyes, though - they're female Whatnot eyes, with no glasses.

Beige: So what you're saying is that she's Scooter in drag. (cackles)
Scooter: Aw, Beige, knock it off. (quickly places letters) Ha! Xiphoid, on a triple word score!
Nora: Ouch!
Beige: And I wanted that triple word spot...hey, wait, is that even a word?
Erin: Hold on...(hauls up well-worn Webster's) Hmm...yes, it is. It's part of the sternum. The rib cage. (closes book) My go...(places letters) Axon.
Nora: We're going in for the medical terms tonight. Must be the battery going on in the hallway.
Storyteller: Which seems to have stopped...but Claudia seems to be undergoing shock treatment.
Beige: How do you spell "electrolysis?"
Scooter: Guys, we're going to have to switch to shorter words or we're going to run out of letters soon.

For the record, Ed, my most lethal Scrabble play was "division." I got all my letters on the board at the same time, and on a triple word score. 86 points.

[Katzi428]

yawn...laying on the couch with my eyes closed
Prairie:Hey Kath...I'm surprised you're not playing Scrabble with Erin and the others.
I would.But my brain's too tired.And so's the rest of me. Never again am I going to a physical therapy appointment at 8 in the morning.Too darn early!
Rosita: Si..you sure were crabby this morning when you got up.
Sorry.At least I have a slightly later appointment tomorrow.When I come back though,I'm going back to bed.
Prairie:Why don't you go to bed now? TV's broken anyway.We'll be getting a new one tomorrow.
All right.G'nite girls.

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen: I wasn't that terrible, was I?

Dr. Van Neuter: No, you weren't terrible.
You were horrible.

Bunsen: You've graced my presence.
Turns head to the side bitterly

Claudia: I am ALIVE!
OH GOSH! I AM ALIVE!

Sees Bunsen in gangster clothes

NO! DEADLY! KILL ME NOW!
KILL ME NOW!

Dr. Van Neuter: Dr. Teeth is dead.
Great.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *sits up* Actually...I'll come to back to life when Claudia gives me mouth to mouth resuscitation--I mean, blehhhh... *lies back down*

Ailie: *facepalms*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty is feeding Mr. Turtle.

Mr. Turtle (speaking in a very upper-crust British accent) I say, old bean, do watch where you sprinkle my food, it is an awful nuisance trying to shake it off my back.

Lefty: Sure, no pr--

Lefty does a quadruple-take; then does another quadruple-take.

Lefty: Mr. Toitle! You kin talk!

Mr. Turtle: Of course I can talk, you silly jellybean! I am quite intelligent, you know!

Lefty: B-b-b-ut how come you've never talked before?

Mr. Turtle: You've never asked me anything, dear boy.

Lefty: Yeah, but...in da Tootsie Pop commercial, how come dey spread peanut butter on yer gums?

Mr. Turtle: To give the impression that I am speaking.

Lefty: If you kin speak, den how come--

Mr. Turtle: How come I don't do my own lines? How come I let those silly billies rub peanut butter on my gums, while some guy off-camera speaks my lines? Because I am an actor, my dear little thief. I will not lower myself to speak those asinine lines, no matter how much they pay me.

Lefty: Wow! I got a talking toitle! Wait'll I show everyone!

Mr. Turtle: Not now, if you please. I am not some kind of freak to be put on display for the entertainment of your friends. I am an artiste. And right now I'm studying for my role in The Pirates of Penzance. Do go away, old chap, and don't return until I say so. That's a good fellow.

Lefty backs away.

Lefty: Wow! A talking toitle! Tink of da dough he will bring in!

Mr. Turtle: Don't even think about it, old bean.

Lefty, still amazed, backs into the wall.

Lefty: Ow!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Blind Pew: Snickers under his breath, imitating Claudia as he gets out a trout he got from the freezer. He talks in an abnormally high voice.
You're zo sweet! I'm going to lay one on those teethy smackers! Don't bite now! :3 SO NAUGHTY!
Presses the trout's lips against his teeth somehow.
Then slaps him with it.

Beaker: Guides the traumatized girl back into the room.

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle

(sings)

I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical,
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical;
I'm very well acquainted too with matters mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,
About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news,
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse!

I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's,
I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In conics I can floor peculiarities parablous.
I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies,
I know the croaking chorus from the Frogs of Aristophanes,
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.

For my military knowledge, though, I'm plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century,
But still in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral,
I am the very model of a modern Major-General!

[WhiteRabbit]

Blind Pew: Snickers under his breath, imitating Claudia as he gets out a trout he got from the freezer. He talks in an abnormally high voice.
You're zo sweet! I'm going to lay one on those teethy smackers! Don't bite now! :3 SO NAUGHTY!
Presses the trout's lips against his teeth somehow.
Then slaps him with it.

Beaker: Guides the traumatized girl back into the room.

Dr. Teeth: *lowers his eyes slyly and then screeches* HEY! Why, you little-- *chases after Blind Pew*

Ailie: *laughs quietly and sighs before slipping off to go to school*

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: *sigh* I've been a bad roommate lately.
Mokey: It's ok, we know you're dealing with alot of stuff not dorm related.
Beth: I just want you girls to know that I miss hanging out with you all the time
Wanda: It's ok
Beth: Tell you what, how about we have a girls only movie marathon tonight, what do you think about that?
Abby: Can we make popcorn?
Beth: Sure!
Red: Ooh and sprinkle it with doozer dust?
Beth: Um, sure how about on only some of it though
Red: Fair enough
Wanda: So should we go to the video store?
Beth: Yeah, in a bit, I've got a few things to do first. This will be be fun tonight guys and just what I've been needing.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *sits around her dorm, bored* Friday night...but there's nothing to do...

Zoot: *asleep in a corner*

Chamberlain: *smirks at the boredom*

Dr. Teeth: *stares at the wall until his eyes go out of focus*

Ailie: Maybe we could...nah...

Dr. Teeth: How about--no, that's a lame idea...

Chamberlain: Let's make paper mache gorillas!

Dr. Teeth: O_o *edges away*

Ailie: Ooh, I know! Let's watch a movie.

Zoot: *wakes up* What movie? Clueless?

Chamberlain: You sure are.

Zoot: *hiss*

Ailie: Not quite. I'm in a Rocky Horror sort of mood.

Chamberlain: Oh, sweet emperor skeksis, no!

Ailie: Mwahahaha. We could make it like a midnight showing and throw food and yell at the screen! *runs into her closet for five seconds and runs back out dressed like Janet*

Dr. Teeth: Wow. O.O *shakes head* My turn! *runs in and comes out dressed like Eddie* Hey, cool!

Zoot: No fair, I wanna be Eddie! I have the sax. *runs in and comes back out dressed as Frank* Oh, my... *hides his face in embarassment*

Ailie: Awww...how cute. Your lipstick's fading a bit, though. *hands him the tube*

Zoot: *applies more and sneers at Chamberlain* Dont--say--a--word.

Chamberlain: *bursts out laughing and then runs in the closet as well* What the--AAAAAAAAH! *comes out in Columbia's outfit*

Dr. Teeth: My eyes!

Ailie: AAAAAAAH!

Zoot: Ew. *snickers*

Ailie: *looks away* Let's go get more of an audience to join us! *takes her roomies over to Tony's dorm and knocks at the door*

[The Count]

Aaargh! Ailie, for all that's horrorly decent... Stuff Chamberlain back in the closet and give him another costume. BTW: Has Zoot decided when/if he'll be holding the David Bowie Fan Club meetings?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: XD *laughs* Everytime he goes in there, that's what happens. He's just born to play Columbia, maybe because he's so squeaky.

Zoot: Yes, I will be! *to Dr. Teeth* Does this color make me look fat? Be honest.

Dr. Teeth: Er... O_o Um...o_O *bangs on the door* TONY, HELP!

[Winslow Leach]

Tony opens the door, and admits Ailie and her roomies in.

Tony: Hey Ailie...hey guys, what's up? (looks at their clothing) Lemme guess: Rocky Horror, right? Okay, I'm game! Anyone else?

Lefty: No.

Crazy Harry: No.

Newsman: No.

Mr. Turtle: Definitely not, old chap.

Tony: Okay, that's five yeses! Ailie, if you would...

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Great! =D *whispers something to her group and they nod back* On my count...ONE!

Chamberlain: *grabs Lefty with one hand and Harry with the other* MMM! You're comin' with us first!

Zoot: *tackles Newsie to the floor* You're not dressed up!

Dr. Teeth: *picks up Mr. Turtle calmly* You can be the narrator guy nobody listens to!

~They are dragged into the closet and come out five seconds later with Lefty as Magenta, Harry as Riff, Newsie as a clash of Brad and Rocky and Mr. Turtle as the criminologist~

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: Slides into Ailie's room in sunglasses, a white shirt, and erm...boxers. Her arms are spread wide as if she were previously dancing.
DUN! DUN! DUUUUNNN!

Bunsen: Claudia, please be decent!
Oh, you poor derranged girl.

Claudia: I'm not being indecent!
I'm Tom Cruise! O_O

Dr. Van Neuter: Loser, if you haven't noticed...
This is a Rocky Horror Picture Show type party....

Claudia: ...It....it is?
Reddens three different shades
Oh, um....I...THISNEVERHAPPENEDOMG
Runs to her room swiftly

Beaker: Faints

Composta: She dumber than stick on ground!

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: How dare you dress me this way you buffoons? I'd never play such a thankless part!

Lefty: 'Ey, ya know, I always wanted ta wear a maid's outfit...dis is surprisingly comfy...riiiight!

Newsie: No comment.

Crazy Harry (hunched over) Time warp!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: YAY! You guys look so...well, disturbing.

Chamberlain: *laughs at Claudia*

Dr. Teeth: *stroking Mr. Turtle* Aw, he's pretendin' to be smart, isn't he cute? I wanna keep him.

Zoot: *observes Newsie and circles around him* I think we can do better than that. *pulls off his Bradlike glasses and breaks them before mussing his hair a bit.* Hm...still could use a little more work... *sprays Newsie's hair into a bleached blonde and gives him a pill* *watches his muscles form and his skin become tanner* There! Much better! *takes another look at his creation and falls to the floor, overwhelmed* Ohhhh...

[Katzi428]

Prairie:You all right?
Yeah...I think I just expected too much of myself today.Doing that standing up on one foot without holding onto anything really did me in. I felt like a failure.
Rosita:You're not a failure,Kathy.Like you said you did too much today.Your therapist said you were doing fine and that you shouldn't feel like one. And your mom said so too.
But I was practically in tears when I almost fell.That was embarrassing!
Prairie:At least they're understanding.And it's OK to be upset or embarrassed.I'm sure you weren't the only one that's been that way.
I guess so.
Rosita:You look tired.At least you can sleep in tomorrow.Plus you can watch TV in bed tonight.
You're right.Goodnight,girls.
Prairie:Wait..Kath?
Yeah?
Prairie hugging me:Smile,OK? You'll feel better tomorrow.
Rosita hugging me tooPrairie's right,Kath.You'll be all right.
Gaffer coming out of her bed,purring ,rubbing her head against me and giving me kitty kisses
Well I guess it's unanimous!All three of you care!:) See you tomorrow.hugging them
Gaffer follows me to my room & hops onto my bed.Merow.
OK Gaffer...you can sleep with me.Nite kitty.

[The Count]

*Leaves a little gift coupon at Room 6 saying... You have received this stub, redeemable for one crazy Grover arms hug. If you continue on the current funk, this ticket will then be exchanged for one pickle-flavored ice cream sundae with marashino cherries delicious to all grouches. Even us creatures of the night know there's a ray of hope in the gloom... Shining in the fireplace. Yes, there's a light, over at the Frankenstein place. There's a light... Um, sorry, collapsed into song there for a moment. At any rate... Smiles Kathy. But know it's okay to feel the way you feel. *Wonders if I should ask for that song Bert and Ernie did about being happy and being sad at the same time for my furriend. Night all.

Ailie, you're on sponsors duty tonight.

[BEAR]

Cookie: Me do it, Mr. Ed! Muppet Dorm brought to you today by letter V and number 4! (holds up two cookies, one with a V and the other with a 4) Muppet Dorm production of Muppet Central. (scarfs down both cookies) Urp!

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: *walking down the hall* *sings* A horse is a horse, of course of course, and no one can talk to a horse, of course! That is, unless of course, that horse is the faaamous Mister Ed!

Bean: *snickers*

[The Count]

*Raspy voice from down below: Who dares disturb our subterranean slumber? Leave you now before a fate worse than death fixes itself upon ye. Yes, the dread plague known as... Fanfic naggery!
*Raspy cackle.

[Erine81981]

*on the computer listening to music* Wonder what i will do tonight?

Herry: *rushes in* Hey Kyle!

Hi Herry. What's the big rush?

Herry: Oh yea. Tonight is big night for "Nick's Big Choice Awards" show.

Oh yea. Now i knew what i was going to do tonight. Invitie some friends over to watch it.

Herry: How about if me and Murray go to all our friends and invite them over for tonight?

Thanks Herry. Your a good friend. I'll go to the store and get some refreshments and drinks.

Herry: Ok. Come on Murray.

Murray: On my way!

We both head out the door but i head out the front door and to the store while Herry and Murray rounds up the gang

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *still in bed* Augh, guys.... quit bothering Ed and his roomies.... *rolls over*

Floyd: Hey, man, don't you have work today?

Alex: *looks at her clock* OHMYGOSH! *flies out of bed and runs to get dressed*

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *screams from the raspy voice and drops his hat on the ground by accident*

Zoot: *gasps and jumps into Dr. Teeth's arms* What was that? *stares up at him and beams, cuddling him*

Dr. Teeth: O_o

Ailie: =P It's only the Count, you guys. Chillax. *waits for Van Neuter to bring Claudia back*

[The Count]

Huh? Did someone say 'chillax? *Hops onto hover-motorized bat glider with self-steering mech stored inside. Torch, get me bearings on where she's at, stat. *Races off to find his doll Autumn in the spring rains, who happens to facially resemble Deetz. Ailie, get the drop on those Clowns and jack the pack.
UD: Clowns? I seriously dislike those fellows.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *blinks* AAAAAAAH! Clowns! I hate clowns! *runs around in a circle* Get them off me!

Dr. Teeth: *trying break out of Zoot's grip* Get IT off me!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Dr. Van Neuter: Claudia, why do you insist on being Tom Cruise?

Claudia: D: It's not everyday you're allowed to wander in a party with boxers. ;-;

Dr. Van Neuter: This is a Rocky Horror Picture Show-

Claudia: I KNOOOWW! BUT I WANTS TO BE TO-

Composta: Me got idea!
Steals Chamberlain's costume and pulls Claudia into a bathroom.

Claudia: HELP! HELP! I AM BEING VIOLATED!

[A few seconds later she is pushed out by a giggling Composta. Dressed as Columbia, Claudia panics.]

Blind Pew: I am coming for zyou, my pet!
Bumps into her--is knocked out.

Claudia: EEEEEEEEEEEE!
Covers self...steals Ailie's blanket. X3

[The Count]

*Gets rid of the jerky jokers by striking them down with ghostly gray lightning. There, you're safe now Ailie. You can go back to your Rocky Horror Picture Show, or whatever you call it.

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: AAAAAAH! *covers himself with a curtain* Ooh, I think I can go as Voldemort.

Zoot: =P You're not nearly cool enough to be Voldy...

Ailie: YAY! Claudia's a much better Columbia! You lookses so cute. ^_^ <3

Dr. Teeth: *throws Zoot off* =D *whistles*

Chamberlain: Oooh...I mean, meh.

[The Count]

*Still hovering on bat glider... Claudia... Smokin' hot... Better cool off. *Tosses water balloon on her from upside-down perch. *Laughs and then glides off. Wha? Voldie? But who will save us? Surely not Nigel Planter, boy wizard my petootie! *Scoffs at the Planter kid... *Puts full-body binding jinx on Dr. Teeth but it bounces on to Beaker.

UD: Come my chronies, let us forge our alliance of evil!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: Giggles, using the blanket for cover
Thought ye had me with em water balloons!
Cackles softly, indulging in wannabe evilness XP *Is not good at that*
But you didn't, now did y-
A random balloon falls on her head, as if on cue.
She sighs and slinks into her room for a change.

Dr. Van Neuter: Um, nachos?

[Erine81981]

Herry: *whistles from outside the hallways* HEL-LO! Everybody! This is your strong monster Herry speaking here. Listen up and listen carefully.

Murray: Did you hear that? Listen to him carefully!

Herry: Thank you Murray. Now Kyle has invited you all to come over to his room and watch the Nickelodoeon Kids Choice Awards tonight.

Murray: Kyle is having a party for everyone to come to his room to watch the Kids Choice Awards!

Herry: Thank you again Murray.

Murray: Welcome.

Herry: Now you don't have to bring anything. Just yourself.

Murray: Did you hear that? Don't have to bring anything just yourself.

Herry: :mad: Thank-you-Murray. I can take it from here.

Murray: Ok ok ok.

Herry: So just bring yourself and hurray up! *runs off*

Murray: Just hurry u....

Herry: Come on Murray! *grabs Murray*

Murray: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...........

[WhiteRabbit]

Chamberlain: *dumps a bucket of salsa on Van Neuter*

Dr. Teeth: *sets the turtle down and watches it, crawling after it* Wheeeee...this is so boring...

[Katzi428]

*Leaves a little gift coupon at Room 6 saying... You have received this stub, redeemable for one crazy Grover arms hug. If you continue on the current funk, this ticket will then be exchanged for one pickle-flavored ice cream sundae with marashino cherries delicious to all grouches. Even us creatures of the night know there's a ray of hope in the gloom... Shining in the fireplace. Yes, there's a light, over at the Frankenstein place. There's a light... Um, sorry, collapsed into song there for a moment. At any rate... Smiles Kathy. But know it's okay to feel the way you feel. *Wonders if I should ask for that song Bert and Ernie did about being happy and being sad at the same time for my furriend.

This was nice of Ed & The Count.:) But pickle flavored ice cream sundaes?BLECCHH!I'm out of my deep blue funk now thank mew very much Ed
And (thanks to my caring roomies) I've used the coupon for the Grover arms sized hug.They declared it "Wait On Kathy" day.They're great!

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: I created a poem!
Dressed in a modest simplistic dress
Listen close!

Beaker: Leans in curiously
Meeep?

Claudia: Takes a deep breath




Wet. Pet.

Beaker: ....
Shakes head

[Beakerfan]

Bean: *dumps a glass of water on Peepers* Somebody wanted a wet pet?

Alex: *in room 24* Hey guys, Kyle invited everyone over to watch the Kids Choice Awards. Anyone wanna go?

Floyd: Naw, man. I think I'll stay here and spend some quality time with my main squeeze if ya know what I mean! *grabs Janice around the waist*

Janice: Oh, Floyd! Like, there are children around!

Sweetums: *jumps out of his chair* I'm comin!

Animal: *gives Floyd a weird look* YEAH! NICK-EL-O-DI-AN! SPONGE-BOB!

Alex: *laughs* You bet, Animal! I'm sure there will definetly be Spongebob! Where's Bean?

Sweetums: Oh, he was over at Claudias....

Alex: Ok. We can catch him later. See ya!

Animal: *grabs several bottles of soda, some popcorn, and a tub of licorice*

*the three walk over to Kyle's and knock on the door*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Peepers: Growls at Bean Bunny, chasing him down the hall

Beaker: MEEE MEEE MEE! Follows after his pet

[Beakerfan]

Bean: *runs away from Peepers, then squeezes through the nearest air vent*

[WhiteRabbit]

Fizzgig: *inside of the vent* *tries to eat Bean*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker: Sorrymeep!
Grabs Peepers, handles Fizz.

[WhiteRabbit]

Fizzgig: *tries to snap off Beaker's fingers*

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker: MWOOOOOMEEEMEEEMEEE!

[WhiteRabbit]

Fizzgig: *snarls*

Zoot: *grabs the doglike creature out of the vent and punts it across the room* Shoo! *turns his attention back to the madeover Newsie* <333

[Beakerfan]

Bean: *shaking* I'm sorryI'msorryI'msorry!

Alex: Sorry about that Beaker! *picks up the trembling cotton tail* See what happens when you do things like that?

[Erine81981]

Is Bean going to be alright?

Grover: It's Drake and Josh. They are my favorite show.

Herry: I like the new ICarly.

Murray: Me too but i like Hanna Montana.

Me too Murray. What about you Bruce?

Bruce: I don't really care.

I don't see why you don't go live Oscar.

Bruce: Maybe i will. *gets up and leave*

Oh well. His lost. Is everyone enjoying the show?

Monsters: ALRIGHT!

[Winslow Leach]

In Ailie's room...

A Rocky Horror convention thingy...

Ailie is Janet, Dr. Teeth is Eddie, Zoot is Frank, Crazy Harry is Riff, the Newsman is Rocky Horror, Mr. Turtle is the criminologist, Lefty is Magenta, Claudia is Columbia, and Tony is Brad.

Lefty: Ya know, I really do love dis maid outfit! It's me, ya know? It screams Lefty! For da foist time in my life, I feel comfortable about revealin' my feminine side! (sings)

How lovely ta be a woman,
Like meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Mr. Turtle: Please do stop that, old bean. The singing and the waving of your falsies in my face. It is rather disgusting! And yes, I am infuriated that I have such a thankless role in this "production" of a ghastly show that I have abhorred ever since its premiere.

Tony: Come on, get into the spirit! Rocky Horror's a great show!

Mr. Turtle: Quiet you! You're no actor...you're...a rank amateur! I am a respected thespian who has appeared on some of the world's greatest stages!

Lefty: And don't forget...da Tootsie Pop commercial...riiiiiiight!

Mr. Turtle: Ugh. Did you have to remind me, my pickle-faced friend? And would somebody get Dr. John or Dr. Dentures or whatever the devil his name is away from me? He's been tossing me around like some kind of rock! I do believe the dear fellow has lost his wits!

Crazy Harry: TIME WARP!

Mr. Turtle: Ugh...it's just a jump to the left...

Everyone: And then a step to the riiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Mr. Turtle: Put your hands on your hips...

Everyone: Bend your knees in tiiiiiiiiiight! But its the pelvic thrust...that really drives you insane! Let's do the time warp again! Let's do the time warp again!

Newsman: You know...I look good! Zoot, you truly have created an Adonis! (flexes his puny muscles) Take a look at those guns, ladies! But please don't touch! I am a perfect specimen of manhood!

Crazy Harry knees the Newsman; the Newsman falls to the ground, clutching himself in pain.

Lefty: Heh heh...check out Hoicules dere!

Mr. Turtle: Peons! Larry Olivier never had to deal with such riffraff...

Crazy Harry (as Riff-Raff) Yeeeeeeeees?

Mr. Turtle: Figure of speech, my lad. Now go away. You bother me!

Crazy Harry pulls a lit bomb out of his coat (huh?) and places it on top of Mr. Turtle...

BOOM!

Mr. Turtle winds up stuck to the ceiling.