Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Winslow Leach]

RF sings and dances.

RF:

In the morning what I like most
Ain't Frankenberry, waffles,
Fried bacon or roast,
What really makes my tummy rumble
Is a nice hot plate of buttery toast!

T-O-A-S-T!

Is what I love the most!

T-O-A-S-T!

Makes me brag and boast!

T-O-A-S-T!

What do you think?

Crazy Harry: @_@ Boom?

Newsie: Is that your newest "rap," Roosevelt Franklin?

RF: Uh-huh. I composed it this morning to sing it to my class. I want to celebrate the joy of toast!

Lefty: Dat song reminded me of toast...in dat it was crummy! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Tony: Hahahahaha. No. Go sit in the corner.

Lefty: Bah!

Tony: Harry...

Crazy Harry lights two large sticks of dynamite, and holds them dangerously close to Lefty's face.

Lefty: Okay, okay...

Crazy Harry: Wait! (Crazy Harry produces a large dunce cap, and plops it onto Lefty's head) AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

As Lefty turns to head to the corner of the room, Crazy Harry gives him a swift kick in the rear.

Lefty: Why youse--

Harry waves the dynamite menacingly.

Lefty sighs, slumps his shoulders, and heads for the corner.

Tony: And face the wall.

Lefty: Yes, mudder...

Lefty sits in the corner, and stares at the wall.

Newsie: Um...you're quite a disciplinarian, Harry, but what are you going to do with that dynamite now?

Tony: If you don't know the answer to that question, Newsie, you obviously haven't been paying attention to the activities in this room for, oh, the past eight months or so...

[The Count]

Throw those sticks outside Harry! I don't want anything ruining the presents for Ailie.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: ... *smacks Dr. Teeth with a banana made out of steel to make herself feel better*

Dr. Teeth: X_X I love ya too, Ailieh...

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie wanders around the room with a blindfold over his eyes; Lefty, Crazy Harry, RF and Mr. Turtle are scattered around the room.

Newsie: Marco. Marco. Marco. Marco.

Stifled giggles.

Newsie: Marco. Marco. Come on, you guys! You have to say "Polo!" Marco. Marco!

Tony enters; he stands in the doorway for a moment and watches.

Newsie: Marco. Marco. (tags Tony) Aha! You're so pathetic! You didn't even try! (removes blindfold and gasps) T-tommy! I-I didn't--

Tony: You are aware Marco Polo is traditionally played in a pool, right?

Newsie: Er...of course...it's an Olympic sport, right? I think I covered it once...

Lefty shoves Newsie out the door.

Lefty: MARCO!

Tony: What was that for?

Lefty (shrugs) Meh. Spur of the moment.

[Winslow Leach]

Crazy Harry, his hair slicked down, his rumpled clothing sort of tucked in, knocks on Ailie's door. He carries a large package with a bow on it. Inside is a very loud and very obvious ticking...written on a card in Harry's crude handwriting is DO NOT PUT NEXT TO CDs OR FOODSTUFFS...EXTREMELY DANGEROUS, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *opens the door without saying a word and darts away from CH as fast as he can*

[Winslow Leach]

Crazy Harry barges into Ailie's room, and looks around frantically for something to blow up...he spies a pile of new CDs and cookies. Laughing maniacally, he tosses the box onto the pile, and leaps behind a piece of furniture just as...

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM ! ! ! !

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ...O_O *blinks*

Dr. Teeth: C'mon...Ailieh, gimmeh a hug...ya know love meh... ;_;

Ailie: NO! -_-

Dr. Teeth: Don' make meh force ya, kid... =P

Ailie: *cracks a whip at him* Back, I say!

Dr. Teeth: *squeaks* X_X C'mon, baby, please...?

Ailie: Nya. ;_;

[The Count]

Hmm... Wonder if Ailie and her roomies liked the presents. Oh well... *Drinking hot chocolate.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *trying to clean up all the debris CH left over from blowing everything, including the boxes up* *sighs and looks for a vacuum*

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie, in an oversized, ratty bear costume, runs through the halls...

Newsie: Gaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Get away from me! Get away from me! No! No! Noooooooooo! Bees! No! Not the bees...not the beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Falls to the floor, and rolls around, grabbing his eyes.

Newsie: NOT THE BEES! GAAAAARRRR! MY EYES! MY EYES! OH NO! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES! BLAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *stares at Newsie in utter confusion and sidesteps him* Oh...I just love this new outfit...it makes me wanna dance! *wearing a brown halter top with a long, flowing, orange skirt and swaying around in the middle of the hall* Song time! *drags Dr. Teeth out and forces him to sing*

Dr. Teeth: Ladies up in here tonight
No fighting, no fighting
We got the refugees up in here
No fighting, no fighting

Spamela, Spamela

I never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man wants to speak Spanish
Como se llama (si), bonita (si), mi casa (si), su casa
Spamela, Spamela

Spamela: *trying to sing and shake her hips at the same time* ...Oh baby, when you, um...talk like that, you...make...a...a...woman go mad...so be wise...and keep on...reading the signs of--wha--? We have to read too? ! AAAAAAAAH! This is going too fast, I can't keep up...help--my hips are on tonight...and...um...they're not lying...EEEEEEE! *spins out of control*

Dr. Teeth: *facepalm* X_X

Mr. Panda: ...vhy am I here?

[The Count]

*Weeping over loss of presents in Harry's latest excapade. Why? Why do I ask why? *Is dissolved into stormy teary mist.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: EEEEEEEEEEE! *still spinning and shaking frantically and crashes into a wall* ...X_X

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: EEEEEEEEEEE! *still spinning and shaking frantically and crashes into a wall* ...X_X

Newsie stands, and shouts at Spamela:

Newsie: STEP AWAY FROM THE BIKE! STEP AWAY FROM THE BIKE!

Meanwhile, in Tony's dorm room, Mr. Turtle shudders.

Mr. Turtle: Buh! I feel a strange disturbance in the Force...

Lefty: Da Force?

Mr. Turtle: The Force...of acting!

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: What bike? ! What are you talking about? ! AAAAAAAAAH! ;_; *feels herself tempted to start spinning again and runs away*

Mr. Panda: O_o ...er, vhat just happened?

Dr. Teeth: I dunno...let's go folla her. *climbs onto Mr. Panda's back and sits crosslegged* Wheeeeeee! ^_^

Mr. Panda: *trudges over to the common room where Spammy ran into* -_-

[Winslow Leach]

In the common room, Lefty spots Spamela. He stands, and begins to sing to her, swaying in time.

Lefty (gasps)

Oh yes it's ladies night
An' da feelin's right
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh yeah it's ladies night
An' da feelin's right
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Oh what a night!

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Goils, ya all got one
What?
A night dat's special everywhere
From New York ta Hollywood
It's ladies night
An' goil, da feelin's good!

Romantic lady, single baby
MMMMMMMM sophisticated mama
Whooooooooooo
Come on youse disco lady
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Gonna step out ladies night
Steppin' out ladies night
Gonna step out ladies night
Steppin' out ladies night!

Oh yes it's ladies night
An' da feelin's right
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Oh what a night, oh what a night
Oh yeah it's ladies night
Uh-huh, oooh yeah!

Sways back and forth.

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: *throws Dr. Teeth off his back like a bucking horse once they reach the common room* -_-

Dr. Teeth: X_X

Spamela: O_O *gapes at Lefty in alarm and hides behind the band leader*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: C'mon, Spammy, sing wit me! Youse have grown on me like a cold sore grows in yer mouth! Riiiiiiiiiiight!

(sings)

Down at da English fair
One evening I was dere
When I hoid a showman shoutin' underneath da flair
Ooooohhhhh...

I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
Dere dey are standin' in a row
Big ones, small ones, some as big as yer head
Give 'em a twist
Flick of da wrist
Dat's what da showman said

Now dat I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
Everybody knows dey'll make me rich - oh joy!

I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
How lovely!
Dere dey are, standing in a row
One, two, tree, four
Big ones, small ones, some as big as yer head
Or bigger!
Give 'em a twist
Flick of da wrist
Dat's what da showman said

Now dat I've got a loverly bunch a coconuts
Everybody knows dey'll make me rich - oh boy!

Have a banana!

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *runs out of the common room without a word*

Dr. Teeth: *drags his BFF out of there as well*

Zoot: *watching Fiddler on the Roof and arguing with the man singing on the screen* Nooooo...no, no no--it's If I Was A Rich Girl! Honestly... -_-

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: *walks by Zoot with Waldo flying beside her* Hi Zoot, whatcha watchin'?

Waldo: Looks like... Fiddler on the Roof...

Cait: ... not Cat on the Hot Ti--

Waldo: I think they both came around at the same time, though...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *ignoring Waldo and turning off the movie in disappointment* ...hm...where did I put Space Balls again...?

[The Count]

*Leaves chocolate toffee pieces for whoever wants some. Maybe that'll get some people to show up here again.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Ooh, chocolate toffee! (Lefty grabs some, and stuffs them into his mouth) Blissful! Ed! Didja hear da songs I was singin'? Dat's what youse call real talent, right dere! Never took a lesson either...(takes more chocolates) Oh yes! It's like dere's a party in my mouth, an' everyone's invited!

Tony whacks Lefty on the back; Lefty starts to gag.

Tony: Stop hogging it all, pig! They're not all for you!

Tony picks up Lefty by the scruff of the neck, and drags him back to the room.

[The Count]

Yeah... Itsa wonder you don't take the lead for the Bah Humbug yourself.

Good thing I'm hiding the good stuff for me 40th fiend. Inspiration has struck, finally decided, and I hope to have that worked on tomorrow with a bit of help of course. *Delighted gleam in his eye. Now to see if MuppetCast 91 is up and I can complete the podcast marathon in one single listening day.
:super:

[Ruahnna]

Piggy: Sweetie--would you hand me the remote? I want to rewind that scene again.
Kermit: Again? Piggy--you've already seen it 20 times tonight. (Sighs) Okay--here it is. (clicks remote)
Piggy: (whispering) Vous look very dashing in your red sweater, Kermie.
Kermit: (blushing) So you said.
Piggy: And snug pants!
Kermit: (scandalized) Piggy!
Ruahnna: (coming in from kitchen) Hi guys--what's on? (Watches for a moment.) Um, didn't we already watch this one tonight?
Kermit: (blushing) Um....
Ruahnna: (suddenly getting it) Oh! Piggy wants to see the scene where she gives you the slip at the door again, doesn't she?
Piggy: (haughtily) I don't know what you are--
Kermit: (interrupting) Um, actually it was me. I wanted to rewind it to get a look at Piggy in that gold dress again.
(Piggy sits up straighter in the recliner beside Kermit but doesn't dare look at him. Kermit turns and looks at Ru guilelessly.)
Kermit: And when I've done that, I'm going to rewind it and watch her strut by in her sundress.
(Piggy is now blushing furiously, but her face is radiant.)
Ruahnna: (suddenly realizing how superfluous she is) Oh. Well. I'm sure I have, um, something important to do, um, somewhere, um, else. (grabs laptop) I'll just, um, take my computer into my room and not come out--okay?
Kermit: Thank would be swell.
(They watch her scurry out, then Piggy turns and looks at Kermit with melting eyes.)
Piggy: Oh, Kermie--that was tres sweet of you.
(Kermit settles back into the corner of the recliner and puts both arms around Piggy.)
Kermit: You know, on second thought, I don't think I want to rewind any more tonight. I was thinking more along the lines of a fast forward....
(And after a moment, the only sounds coming from room 20 are snuggling, giggling...and typing.)

[Beakerfan]

A strange, supernatural force can be felt from within room 24... Alex, still laying on the couch, has been acting strange for days, much to the dismay and disrepair of her roommates.....

Suddenly, smoke begins to rise about the couch upon which Alex is laying. Slowly Alex levitates up off the couch and into a vertical position......

The lights go out.

A strum of a guitar.

A shout: ARE YOU READY TO ROCK'N'ROLL?

A spotlight shines on Alex to reveal her holding a guitar and wearing Paul Stanley's "Star Child" make-up and clothing.

A second spotlight reveals Sweetums wearing very heavy, drag-queen like make-up and torn pink and black leather resembling that of Dee Snider.

A third light shines on Rizzo as Richie Sambora. He wears a black wig and a black leather vest, and also carries a guitar.

Animal steps into the light, holding his drumsticks in an "X". He wears black leather pants and a gold armband, with Peter Criss' make-up.

Finally, Bean Bunny joins the group, wearing jeans, a white denim vest, and a pink bandana around his neck. He bears a guitar identical to that used by Eddie Van Halen.....

Alex: ALLRIGHT! Let's get this 80's hair metal party started! Whoo! *uncorks a bottle of sparkling cider and lets the cider spray all over the room*

Sweetums: *turns on Alex's 80's metal mix on her iTunes*

[WhiteRabbit]

Hit 'Em Up by 2pac and other sorts of oldschool, hardcore rap blare from Room 17...

Dr. Teeth: Peep how we do it
Keep it real
Its penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle *is censored at least a million times while he continues to rap*

Spamela: *jumping around and shaking it*

Ailie: *about to sing but Zoot immediately covers her mouth*

Dr. Teeth: We millionaires
Killin' ain't fair
But somebody got to do it...

Mr. Panda: *looking appalled*

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: SWEET! My new iPod alarm clock actually works!

TG: We know...

Waldo: You seem happy today. Ready to go back to school?

Cait: ... about that--*throws herself at Lips's feet* PLEASE don't make me go back there!

Lips: *was getting breakfast* What? O_o

Digit: Caitlyn, the bus is gonna be here any minute!

Cait: Can I PLEASE have a ride to school? I don't think my baritone can fit on the bus!

Digit: ... oh...

TG: ... *sighs* I'll start the car...

[Winslow Leach]

Yeah... Itsa wonder you don't take the lead for the Bah Humbug yourself.


Lefty: *gasp* Do ya mean dat? Youse really tink I have talent enough ta be Scrooge, as in da leader of da Bah Humbugs? Why, dat's da--wait a minute! I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure dat was an insult!

[The Count]

:rolleyes: No no, you could be the newest hit sensation... Bigger than the Justin Whatshisname. C'mon, let's get yous mooks in the recording studio.
*Setting Tony up for an MST moment, the one where Joel and the Bots did a cheesy rock number, the Mads listening at the Deep 13 soundbooth say it's okay, then wave their hands away in a 'blech reaction to the song.

[Fragglemuppet]

Ah, music music everywhere, and not a thing to listen to. Still, it is kind of nice to hear things are going on in the dorms. *walks over to Ed's room.* Hi Ed, was wondering if you had anymore toffie for me and the fraggles? Thanks. *Sees Lefty.* Hey Lefty, I thought I heard somethin' about you taking over as lead singer of Scrooge and the Ba Humbugs. I should think it'd be a great honor. That is, of course, unless you don't think they're any good after all...

[Winslow Leach]

:rolleyes: No no, you could be the newest hit sensation... Bigger than the Justin Whatshisname. C'mon, let's get yous mooks in the recording studio.
*Setting Tony up for an MST moment, the one where Joel and the Bots did a cheesy rock number, the Mads listening at the Deep 13 soundbooth say it's okay, then wave their hands away in a 'blech reaction to the song.

Tony: Golly gee! You mean that rad pop song all the kids are dancing to these days? The one that sounds like "Burning Rubber Tires," but it's not? Oooh!

Okay, Lefty, Roosevelt Franklin and Newsie you ready? I'll take the lead, you mooks follow.

Lefty: Hey! I'm supposed ta be da lead! Nobody puts Lefty in da corner!

Tony: Quiet! I'm the egomaniacal leader of this outfit. You do it my way, or you don't do it at all! From the top! Maestro!

A cheesy, early-80s pop song begins...

Tony (sings and awkwardly bops along)

With a pickled mind
We kick the wiffle beer
Steady as a goat
We're flying over trout
Ghetto down the highway
At the speed of light
All I want to feel now
Is the wind in my eyes
Sack of monkeys in my pocket
My sister's ready to go!

Tony, Lefty, RF and Newsie

Hear the engines roar now
Idiot control now
Hideous control now
Nitty on the road now
Midi in control
Wheels on fire
Burning rubber tires!

Mr. Turtle: The boy is pretty good.

Crazy Harry: Good? He's the best!

Mr. Turtle: O_O

Tony, Lefty, RF and Newsie (cont'd)

Near each other roll now
He really lets me go now
Needy inches bow down
Pity and a poor boy
Peas on fire
Burning rubber tires!

Song ends.

Newsie: Whew! Never "rocked" so hard in my life, Tommy! What do you think?

Tony (gives the "ok" sign and smiles) It stinks! (scowels)

[Winslow Leach]

*Sees Lefty.* Hey Lefty, I thought I heard somethin' about you taking over as lead singer of Scrooge and the Ba Humbugs. I should think it'd be a great honor. That is, of course, unless you don't think they're any good after all...

Tony: Lemme explain, Kate. You see, Lefty was down at the docks, and saw some poor guy getting pounded on. Lefty liked the sounds he was making, so he instantly named him lead singer of a non-existant group. The two guys doing the pounding were giving off a good beat--according to Lefty--so he made them the rhythm section. So far they haven't played any gigs, what with "Scrooge" still recovering...but if you ask me, I think Lefty would make a perfectly acceptable lead, since he's such a generous, kind-hearted fellow...

:rolleyes::scary:

[The Count]

Hi Kate. Sure, there's some toffee still left in the common room fridge. Help yourselves. *Puts down headphones. Finished MuppetCast 91...
Count: That's 5, 5 finished podcast episodes!
Yep... Now let's send some of Mom's brownies to thank them all.

:busy: :insatiable:

[Fragglemuppet]

Oh, I know, I've heard him singing the praises of the group before. But I mean, if he thinks the group is good now, then surely him joining it will only make it better! Besides, if he joins, the group can finally go on tour, and the rest of the world can hear how great they sound! You just tell him I said that. *says in a lower voice* Besides, if he's on tour, then you'll be rid of him for months at a time. Uh, don't tell him I said that, riiight.

In the meantime, two out of my three grades for last term are in! Of the two classes I thought I failed, I got a B in one and an A in the other! *Loud muppet and other music starts pumping from room 5.* Party in my room!

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: I still say Britney is way better...

Zoot: Meh...it's obviously Christina who comes out on top. I just need a second opinion. *nudges Dr. Teeth* Who do you like better?

Dr. Teeth: Wha--?

Zoot: Britney or Christina?

Dr. Teeth: ...Rihanna. =P

Zoot: ...I hate you. -_-

[Winslow Leach]

Oh, I know, I've heard him singing the praises of the group before. But I mean, if he thinks the group is good now, then surely him joining it will only make it better! Besides, if he joins, the group can finally go on tour, and the rest of the world can hear how great they sound! You just tell him I said that. *says in a lower voice* Besides, if he's on tour, then you'll be rid of him for months at a time. Uh, don't tell him I said that, riiight.


Ooooh! I get it! Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!;)

And hey, congrats on your grades! Par-tay!:)

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: I still say Britney is way better...

Zoot: Meh...it's obviously Christina who comes out on top. I just need a second opinion. *nudges Dr. Teeth* Who do you like better?

Dr. Teeth: Wha--?

Zoot: Britney or Christina?

Dr. Teeth: ...Rihanna. =P

Zoot: ...I hate you. -_-

RF appears in Ailie's room.

RF: Beyonce!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *huggles RF* That's mah boy! ^_^

Zoot: *facepalm*

Mr. Panda: Vell, I prefer zee vorks uf Beethoven myselv.

Dr. Teeth: Who dat? O_o

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *huggles RF* That's mah boy! ^_^

Zoot: *facepalm*

Mr. Panda: Vell, I prefer zee vorks uf Beethoven myselv.

Dr. Teeth: Who dat? O_o

RF: YAY! BEYONCE!

Newsie (pops in) I beg your pardon, Werner, did I hear you mention the name of Ludwig Van? I have his entire output on LP. Why don't you come to my room sometime, and we can have a listening party! I'll make us jelly sandwiches with the crust cut off, because I don't care for the crust. What do you say, Hans? You free this evening? Or tomorrow, perhaps? I think you could use a bit of culture, away from that ruffian! (points to Dr. Teeth) Mr. Turtle and I will promise you an evening of intellectual, stimulating music and conversation.

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *still dressed as Paul Stanley* Ooh! This sounds fun! Let's see.... Christina.... Britney.... Rihanna..... *reapplies red lipstick* I choose myself. Er- Paul Stanley, that is.....

[WhiteRabbit]

Alex: *still dressed as Paul Stanley* Ooh! This sounds fun! Let's see.... Christina.... Britney.... Rihanna..... *reapplies red lipstick* I choose myself. Er- Paul Stanley, that is.....

Spamela: O_O ... *gawks at Alex's thick makeup and shudders* PENNYWISE! ! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *runs around in circles* HELP!

Zoot: Stanley? Fwa? Remember that scene in IT with the bathtub when--?

Dr. Teeth: *shakes his head* Uh uh! Rihanna is the hottes'--she pwns all y'all, know what I'm sayin', boys...and Spammeh?

Mr. Panda: *hates life*

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: O_O ... *gawks at Alex's thick makeup and shudders* PENNYWISE! ! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *runs around in circles* HELP!

Zoot: Stanley? Fwa? Remember that scene in IT with the bathtub when--?

Dr. Teeth: *shakes his head* Uh uh! Rihanna is the hottes'--she pwns all y'all, know what I'm sayin', boys...and Spammeh?

Mr. Panda: *hates life*


RF bounces around.

RF: BEYONCE! BEYONCE! Beyonce owns all! Rock me, Beyonce! Rock rock rock me!

Newsie: So Klaus, can I pencil you in for this evening? I'll have Mr. Turtle crank up the old Victrola. Heh heh, just kidding. I have a more modern stereo system, circa 1969...

[The Count]

*Backs away, though wanting to join the conversation... But me not know which of these singer/starlets is da one I'd chose. Erm... *Ducks back into room.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: Ooh...I like Beyonce too... *shaking her hips*
Got me lookin so crazy right now
Your love's got me lookin so crazy right now
(your love)
Got me lookin so crazy right now your touch's
Got me lookin so crazy right now
(your touch)
Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's
Got me hoping you save me right now
Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin
Got me lookin so crazy your love...

Dr. Teeth: *gazes at her* ...mmmmm. O_O

Ailie: Ditto. O_O

Zoot: *not interested in the slightest and trying to tune her out with Ain't No Other Man*

[Beakerfan]

Animal: *runs into Ailies room and holds his drumsticks over his head in an X * DRUMS! DRUMS!

Alex: Hey! Peter! Glad ya could make it! Tell me, which of these foxy ladies do you like best, Christina, Britney, or Rihanna?

Animal: *eyes get big* Uhhhh........ *scratches his head* All?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: ...you fail, Animal. =P *hits him with a giant pinecone* And why is she calling you Peter? Is Zoot Meg?

Zoot: Hey!

Dr. Teeth: Mmm...what she said... -_- *reaching out to slide his arm around Spammy's waist*

Spamela: Shoo! O_O *swats his hands away*

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: Ooh...I like Beyonce too... *shaking her hips*
Got me lookin so crazy right now
Your love's got me lookin so crazy right now
(your love)
Got me lookin so crazy right now your touch's
Got me lookin so crazy right now
(your touch)
Got me hoping you page me right now your kiss's
Got me hoping you save me right now
Lookin so crazy your love's got me lookin
Got me lookin so crazy your love...

Dr. Teeth: *gazes at her* ...mmmmm. O_O

Ailie: Ditto. O_O

Zoot: *not interested in the slightest and trying to tune her out with Ain't No Other Man*



RF dances along with Spamela, joining her in song...

Newsie: Guh! This noise!

RF: Hey, shut up Newsie!

Newsie: Well!

RF

Got me lookin' so crazy right now
You're love's got me lookin' so crazy right now...

[Beakerfan]

Alex: Look man, this here just happens to be my man Peter Criss! *puts an arm around Animal*

Animal: *eats the pinecone*

Bean: *enters as Eddie Van Halen* Hey guys! *gives everyone high fives* Dude, Britney all the way. Like, i'm not really into any of this, but Britney is a bombshell, y'know what I'm saying?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: O_O ...Peter...? *looking confuzzled* ...are you Lois? Ooh! Does this make me Quagmire? Giggity giggity-- *leering at Spamela*

Spamela: O_O *hides behind Dr. Teeth* Save me Cleveland!

Zoot: Huh?

Ailie: Be quiet, Meg...

Dr. Teeth: ... *whacks Bean upside the head*

[The Count]

*Turns off radio... All that can be heard is the tolling of the death bells... The death march music that belongs to ma champion of the night, the 'Taker starts up. When the seven dark angel chants end, a thunderclap rocks the stage. *Flames of blackest fire create a pillar of smoke, fanning down as they reveal... Uncle Deadly with a mask and extending dragonflame tongue, holding his organ-fashioned keytar as The Demon (Gene Simmons). Count is flanking the main man's other side, holding a groovy ghoulie base guitar, evil glowing stars as he's taken the role of Space Ace (Ace Breeley). As for me... *Turns around clutching the microphone to rock out as Alice Cooper.

Welcome to my nightmare.
I think you'll like it.
I think you'll find...
That you really belong.

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: O_O ...Peter...? *looking confuzzled* ...are you Lois? Ooh! Does this make me Quagmire? Giggity giggity-- *leering at Spamela*

Spamela: O_O *hides behind Dr. Teeth* Save me Cleveland!

Zoot: Huh?

Ailie: Be quiet, Meg...

Dr. Teeth: ... *whacks Bean upside the head*

Newsie: Are we playing Family Man? I quite enjoy that show, especially the talking dog. Although I don't approve of some of the humor. Well, as long as we're playing Family Man, I'll be "Brain." That's the name of the dog, Brain. They call him that because he's really smart, like me, and he can talk. Not like Scooby-Doo. He doesn't say "Ruh-row," he speaks perfect English. So I would like to portray him, if you folks don't mind. (to Mr. Panda) Would you like to play Brain's cousin, Jasper?

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Nora: (on sofa, re-reading Street Gang) So how was the council meeting?
Erin: (at computer) Well, it was the annual re-grouping meeting - gearing up for the new year.
Scooter: Oh, right...where the new members get sworn in...
Beige: Before they get sworn at.
Storyteller: Well, that's politics for you, I suppose. (looks at watch) Who's up for some ice cream, and something mindless to watch?

(gang settles in front of the tube a little while later, each with their preferred flavor of ice cream)

[Erine81981]

Everyone in room 26 watches the newest episode of the new season of "The Moppet Family." Glad to have it back on the air. Good to have something to watch on Monday through Fridays. Reruns on Saturdays. Talk to everyone later on.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *dancing around to The Offspring before leaving for school* ... *stops* Dr. Teeth...

Dr. Teeth: Nya?

Ailie: You're really fly... <3 I luffles you.

Dr. Teeth: XP Thanks. I luffles you too, baby. <3

Ailie: SQUEE! <3 *tackleglompslickskisses* ...ahem. See ya. O_O *leaves*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Psst! Hey kid...c'mere...

RF: Yeah, Lefty?

Lefty: Ya know dat school ya go to?

RF: You mean the school named after me?

Lefty: Yeah, dat's da one. I was wonderin' if maybe youse kin inter-est yer class in a motivational speaker.

RF: A motivational speaker?

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

RF: Gee, I dunno. Do you have anyone in mind?

Lefty: I got just da poyson...(looks around, suspiciously) ...me.

RF: You?

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

RF: What would you talk about?

Lefty: I'm glad youse asked. I'm gonna talk to yer class about da business.

RF: The business?

Lefty: Naw, not the business...da business...

RF: What business?

Lefty: De uh...(clears throat) ...business I'm in.

RF: A sneak thief?

Lefty (body vibrates) SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

RF: Um...I don't think that's such a good idea, Lefty.

Lefty: Why not?

RF: Well--

Newsie (in front of the TV) Can you two take it outside please? I'm trying to watch the Osmonds. You know, I'm surprised the Osmond Brothers--plus Marie--are back on television. This is going to be so entertaining! Although I don't really like when Donny goes into his "rock and roll" songs. That isn't wholesome family entertainment.

The program begins; Newsie was mistaken, as usual. It's not the Osmonds...it's the Osbournes...

A half hour later...

Newsie (frozen to his seat, the remote still in his hand, aimed at the TV) @_@

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: O_O ZOMG! Everybody wake up! Snow day!

Zoot: *yawnd, looking annoyed* ...so?

Ailie: ...it'sh pretty. X3 Let's go play in it.

Zoot: ...it's like, 5:30 in the morning, kid. -_-

Ailie: Well, I'm sor-ree, Mrs. Inagswaytoomuch. =P

Zoot: ... *facepalm* *skulks back to his room*

Dr. Teeth: *darts into the living room, still in pajamas* O_O Snow? ! What d'ya wanna do firs', Ailieh?

Ailie: ... *clings to him and falls back asleep.* <33 Zzzzzz...

[The Count]

*Tosses snowball into Ailie's room. :p

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie: So Lefty, if you could be any kind of tree, what would you be? (holds microphone to Lefty's mouth)

Lefty whacks Newsie across the face with a ham steak.

[WhiteRabbit]

*The snowball flies back and hits Ed in the face*

Spamela: =/ *closes the door*

[The Count]

*Splat. Aw, taught you wanna play in the snow. *The snowball ends up hitting Lefty instead.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty sits on his hammock, fuming.

Tony: Someone cheat you out of an invisible rocking horse?

Lefty: I am like a prune, in that I am stewed!

Tony: Someone cheat you out of an invisible rocking horse?

Lefty: Shaddap!

Tony: O-kay...

Lefty: I saw ya readin' dat new book on Sesame Street.

Tony: Yeah. It was pretty interesting.

Lefty: Was it?

Tony: Yup.

Lefty: Notice anytin'...missin'?

Tony: Nope, not really. I thought the book was a good overview of--

Lefty: Ya didn't notice a gapin' hole in dat book?

Tony: Uh...

Lefty: Lemme help youse, Simple Simon. Remember da part where I'm mentioned?

Tony: Oh! I get it. You weren't mentioned in the book!

Lefty: Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! Why don't youse go join Mr. Toitle and a snail in a race, and see which one finishes foist?

Mr. Turtle: Bloody rotter!

Lefty: Dere was no room fer me, but da wild-haired kid got a few pages!

RF: I'm obviously more inspirational--not to mention smarter--than you!

Lefty: Why youse little--

Lefty lunges for RF, but Tony restrains the salesman.

RF: Let him go, Tony, I'm not afraid of him! You'd better be afraid of me, Lefty, you'd better be...'cause I can float like a butterfly and sting like a bee!

Lefty: GRRRR--

Newsie: Heh heh. Feel left out, Lefty? Don't like being left behind?

Tony lets go of Lefty; Lefty leaps onto Newsie, and starts throttling him.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(There is a vase of peonies on the table, flanked by two lit candles, and photos of a certain Muppet performer.)

(the gang is gathered around the table, and Scooter has his guitar. He starts to play "It's in Every One of Us," and everyone starts to sing.)

Scooter: It's in every...one...of us...to be wise...
Beige and Storyteller: Find your heart...open up both your eyes...
Erin and Nora: We can all...know...everything...without ever knowing why...
All: It's in every...one...of us, by and by...

All: It's in every...one...of us...to be wise,
Find your heart...open up both your eyes...
We can all...know...everything...without ever knowing why...
It's in every...one...of us, by and by...by and by...

(silent pause)

Beige: Okay, that's enough being solemn. Break out the chocolate-covered donuts!

[The Count]

*Happy smile as my haunters are now at a fully stocked 40. Time to start planning who'll be the next a-ones to join the death count.

*Takes a brake from the Chris Cerf music kick I'm currently on.
Hey Erin... If you want, I could send you the MUP3 of that song. Just LMK. And send some well-wishes to Richard on our behalf. After all, he was both the Muppet's heart and Jerry "The Man's" little brother.
*Hugs Erin and our roomies go round in likewise manner.

[Erine81981]

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk honk?

Herry: I don't know Homer. What does sound good for supper.

Wolfgang: Arf arf arf arf ararrrrrghfff!

Frazzle: Worhjgjg eioregjg eoreoro fish!

Herry: I agree Frazzle. I don't want fish myself. What can we do?

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk honkty! (Let's fix something for Kyle!)

Herry: That sounds like quite an idea. Now what should we fix?

Everyone groans

[Winslow Leach]

RF (singing, under his breath) ...Roosevelt Franklin Ele-mentary school...

Lefty: -_-

Newsie: Hey, I know something that will break the tension between you two--charades!

Lefty: -_-

Newsie: I'll start. Okay. I'm a famous celebrity. Guess who I am...uh...

Newsie stands awkwardly for a few moments; it's obvious he hasn't thought this out. He fidgets, then half-heartedly begins miming (rather lamely) eating a hamburger...

RF: What are you eating? Looks like...um...a hamburger!

Several awkward beats, before Newsie points to his nose.

RF: Okay, hamburger.

Long pause. Newsie stands frozen, not knowing what to do next.

RF: Okay...hamburger.

Newsie mimes eating hamburger again.

RF: O_O

Newsie stands still.

RF: Wimpy? The Burger King? Hamburglar?

Newsie: No.

RF: You're not supposed to talk.

Newsie: Oh, sorry.

Pause.

RF: Any more clues, or...?

Newsie: Uhnh...(mimes eating hamburger)

RF: (sighs) Y'all are lame, Newsie, you know that?

Newsie: Give up?

RF: I don't feel like playing anymore.

Newsie: It was Ronald McDonald. Ronald McDonald. See how I was eating the hamburger? Everyone associates Ronald McDonald with hamburgers.

RF: I don't. Do you, Lefty?

Lefty: -_-

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: Hey Gil, welcome back.
Gillis: What? No wisecrack about my not getting lost in New Jersey this year?
Kim: We'd never do that to you today, Gillis, you know that.
Gillis: Yes, well... For your information I didn't go to Closter today. I've got a few secret spots around campus that do just as well for sitting and reflecting.
Kim: Again, I said nothing. By the way, I thought maybe we'd pack up the car and go visit Jane this weekend.
Gillis: Oh. Oh, well that's...that's fine with me. ...Thank you.

-Kim

[Fragglemuppet]

*Sang a rendition of It's In Every One of Us earlier this evening. A little more broken and out of tune than I would have liked. Ah well. Now sitting in room and listening to Les Miserables cast recording.*
Wembley: Uh, Kate?
Yeah?
Wembley: Well, this music's alright, I guess, but I don't really get what most of it's about.
Oh, well, I really love the music, but the story's..um..one of the many things in our world that I..well..I think it's safest if fraggles don't expose themselves too much to.
Wembley: Oh, I see. *It is clear that he has heard a version of this several times before on different issues.*

[Winslow Leach]

In the news studio...

Newsie: Here is a Muppet Newsflash!

Newsie runs on, paper in hand.

Newsie (reading) Scientists say the heat this summer could get so intense, people of all ages will literally melt, like a stick of butter in the microwave...

Okay, I've read some pretty far-fetched things in my time, but this is the absolute--

Newsie suddenly and rapidly melts, like that dude at the end of "Raiders of the Lost Ark."

Buhn...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *poking the Newsie slush with a stick from outside* ... *shuffles back to bed*

Ailie: *trudges off to school, cursing it* -_-

[The Count]

*Leaves a hot chicken soup pot pie meal at the stop of Room #3, with a get weel card for Beth, little images of Muppet friends plastered inside with the signatures of us from Room #1 at the bottom.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *nudging Mr. Panda with a mike*

Mr. Panda: -_- Look, Johnneh...I rrreally dan't vant to do zis...

Dr. Teeth: *ignores him and sings* Take a look at mah girlfrand; she's the onleh one I got--

Mr. Panda: Ba da da da...

Dr. Teeth: She's not much of a girlfrand, I nevah seem ta get a lot--

Mr. Panda: Ba da--well, zen za heck vith zis! Chust dump her! Or ztop zingeng! -_-

Dr. Teeth: ...but I luff Ailieh. =P

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: I say, I feel like a bit of sherry, wot? (pause) I say, a bit of sherry will do me some good. (pause) Are you all bloody imbeciles? How many lollipop commercials must I do before I can get a bit of sherry?

Lefty (baby talking to Mr. Turtle) Want some lettuce? Want some lettuce? Who wants lettuce? Num-num-num!

Mr. Turtle: Rotter!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *crawls into Tony's dorm for no necessary reason and yanks Mr. Turtle away from Lefteh* *shoves a pitcher full of Kool-Aid in his mouth* Mmmm...yesh...Mr. T likeses that... =)

Mr. Panda: O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *crawls into Tony's dorm for no necessary reason and yanks Mr. Turtle away from Lefteh* *shoves a pitcher full of Kool-Aid in his mouth* Mmmm...yesh...Mr. T likeses that... =)

Mr. Panda: O_O

Mr. Turtle: Gah! Phooey! I despise "Kool-Aid"...especially the red kind! Bleh! Why dontcha rub it in your hair, KONG, and see what happens?

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *blinks* Yo, don't call Mr. Panda Kong, Donatello. =/ He's fuzzdorable. *drops the reptile carelessly and starts huggling the bear*

Mr. Panda: ...you've been playeng in zee voreest too long, Dr. Johnneh.

Zoot: ... *pops up behind Tony* ...hi.

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *blinks* Yo, don't call Mr. Panda Kong, Donatello. =/ He's fuzzdorable. *drops the reptile carelessly and starts huggling the bear*

Mr. Panda: ...you've been playeng in zee voreest too long, Dr. Johnneh.

Zoot: ... *pops up behind Tony* ...hi.

Tony (startled by Zoot) Aaah! Oh, hi Zoot! What's up?

Lefty (walks to Zoot, tripping over Mr. Turtle) 'Ey, who put da paperweight on da floor? Hey Shades, I got sometin' fer ya...(Lefty opens his coat and reveals a battered clarinet) Dis one-of-a-kind licorice stick kin be yours fer da unbelievable price of just one nickel! Riiiiiiiiight! Youse kin trow away yer old bulky one, an' use dis one instead! Listen...

Lefty blows into the clarinet, producing a horrible, off-key, squeaking sound.

Lefty: Ain't dat pretty? Trow away yer whatchamacallit saxamaphone, an' try dis baby!

Mr. Turtle: ...sherry...X_X

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Ummmmmmm...the ceiling. *stares blankly at him and plays with his hat* O_O *pushes Lefty out a window, still fixated*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: Ummmmmmm...the ceiling. *stares blankly at him and plays with his hat* O_O *pushes Lefty out a window, still fixated*

Lefty (outside) Heh, I'm on da foist floor, ya idiot! You tink dat hoit me?

A giant grizzly bear comes out of nowhere and mauls Lefty.

Tony: So. Zoot. Who's your favorite musician? Coltrane? Parker? Baker? Miles?

RF: Miles is the coolest cat, y'all! My ma has all his albums!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *continues to stare at Tony as though his brain shut off* O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: ... *continues to stare at Tony as though his brain shut off* O_O

Tony: Erm...want some ice cream...? Cheesecake?

Newsie (looking out window at bear mauling Lefty) Wow. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I never would have believed it! Heh heh. Poor ol' Lefty! What a chump!

Newsie turns, and leans against open window ledge, his arms crossed; a giant bear claw pulls him out.

Newsie: Waugh!

RF: O_O

RF hides under Newsie's bed.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... *nods stiffly, not tearing his eerie gaze away*

Dr. Teeth: O_O *hiding with RF*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: ... *nods stiffly, not tearing his eerie gaze away*

Dr. Teeth: O_O *hiding with RF*

RF (to Dr. Teeth) That big ol' grizzly's not gonna come in here, is he Pops? I can't wait to tell my class about this! Not...not hiding under the bed...I mean...about the grizzly eating Lefty and Newsie...

Tony: Oh! (goes to DVD shelf and takes one out) Here's your Meet the Fockers. Thanks for letting me borrow it. You're right, it was really funny!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Nah-uh. No way, kid... *pulls him back under the bed further so they're both hidden*

Zoot: ... O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: I'm so desperate to leave this lunatic asylum of a room, I'd even be willing to chat with that oversized teddy bear. At least he's civil, unlike the missing links I share my room with!

Tony: Hey! I resemble that remark.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *seems like he was frozen* O_O *resumes observing Tony*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *seems like he was frozen* O_O *resumes observing Tony*

Tony: Quite the conversationalist, aren't ya? What, do I have another head growing out of me?

Bear growls from outside; Newsie's glasses fly through the window, and hit Tony in the face.

Tony: Hey! That was uncalled for!

Tony throws the glasses back out the window.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: ... O_O *looking more lifeless than ragdoll but still following Tony around*

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(gang is in kitchen, making tiramisu)

Scooter: (noticing Zoot) Hey, guys, what do we do about zombies again?
Beige: The silver cake knife's in the cabinet.
Nora: No, that's for when Alex sees a full moon.
Erin: For the zombies, nothing beats an obsidian scarab. Also works on mummies.
Storyteller: Then I should suppose it works for the daddies too.

(Chorus of groans.)

Storyteller: And I apologize for that terrible joke. Now, then, I'll start on the mascarpone custard if you will tackle the ladyfingers.
Beige: (opening package) Boy, those women must have had a wicked case of edema.
Scooter: (getting espresso powder and vanilla from cabinet) Don't the ladyfingers have to be soaked in some kind of rum?
Erin: (pouring cream into a bowl) Yeah, but since this is a dry dorm, we'll have to use extra vanilla.
Nora: (looking for chocolate) I'll start grating the chocolate...hopefully I won't shred my knuckles this time.

[The Count]

*Crowing from the other end of this half of the hall finally dies down. Please pardon the exuberance, but the ghosties and ghoulies are frolicking tonight, our Ravens won and are movin' fright along to next week's conference championship game.
*Hears Erin's culinary countdown. You know... I've never found a good recipe/version of teara me sou (SP?) Although there was a notice of a saucy dancer in the Badlands way out in the Dakotas. She was a favorite of the Native Americans, though she made them weep every time she performed. She's quite popular in their circles... Have you never heard of Teara Me Sioux?
*Small fanfare of groans reminiscent of a certain highly-educated time-traveling dog and his pet boy plays as we retreat to the master's chambers once more. :zany:

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(Meanwhile, Ed, a lot of people around here are a little glum because the Giants lost to the Eagles this afternoon.)

Erin: How are the cakes coming?
Storyteller: (packing last cake into box) Just about ready.
Scooter: I hope they don't mind that we missed the date by one day.
Beige: These guys? Nah, I don't think so...now, the Cave's Oldest Fraggle, she'd...
Nora: Do something that was outlawed by the Geneva Convention?

(gang sets off with slightly belated birthday presents for Gobo, Mokey, Wembley and Red)

For all four, there are Doozer stick cakes with radish-raspberry filling and buttercream icing, all made by Storyteller.

For Gobo: a new explorer's scrapbook and a compass, from Scooter.
For Mokey: a spiderfly pendant on a necklace of rollies, from Beige.
For Wembley: a nice, squishy banana tree-patterned reading pillow, from Nora.
For Red: a new set of books about Princess Gwenalot and the Elder Clan, from Erin.

[The Count]

Yeah... That was not a good game for the NY faithful. On the other hand... Now we know what to order at the Rock & Roll Deli for tomorrow... The new Sun-Baked Cheese Stakes. Or perhaps the dune dwellers might entune a new song about how their Cardinals are fighting forward. After all, desert rose has its thorns.

*Is reminded about the Fraggles b'days. Aw, completely forgot. Hey, did you get Red the Elder Clan books from that new author I love? Kelly Somethingorother? Well...
*Leaves cards for the four fraggles and a little something else. For Gobo a new knapsack with space for a friendly doozer to knap in the sack as they travel from The Count. For Wembley, a banana tree towel and mask for scaring the beloobius out of Boober from Uncle D. For Mokey, a spiderweb or spider-fly-web spun shawl with a rockbeetle aunc from The Count. And for Red, a batch of home-made radish bars from me—and The Upper Crust—and an obscured rock hockey stick for playing out in the snow from Uncle D.
The gifts are left on the doorsteps of Rooms #3 and 5 respectively, hoping they'll be claimed eagerly by all.

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Pssst! 'Ey punk...Scrooge is finally outta da hospital.

Tony: Who?

Lefty: Scrooge.

Tony: Christmas was last month--

Lefty hits Tony with Mr. Turtle.

Lefty: Mook! I mean my Scrooge. Da leader of Da Bah Humbugs. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Tony: Have you booked any gigs?

Lefty: Dey open next week fer dat Marvin Suggs crum-bum at one 'a dose boo-fett places.

Tony: Ah, nothing goes together like food and meaningless violence.

Lefty: Shaddap!

Newsie runs in.

Newsie: Lefty, Lefty! Scrooge...he's in the hospital!

Lefty: Naw. He got out today.

Newsie: He was just admitted!

Lefty (double-take) W-w-wha?

Newsie: He got a job this afternoon at a children's fairy tale park. He was playing Humpty Dumpty, sitting on a wall, and some ******** kid threw a rock at him! Scrooge lost his balance, and toppled over the wall. He's in the hospital with a broken neck, dislocated shoulder and two twisted legs!

Lefty: Excuse me...

Lefty calmly opens the window and climbs out.

Pause.

Lefty shouts a stream of "naughty words."

Newsie: Oh dear. I think I broke his brain!

[The Count]

Well, the games are over for this week. All that's left are the two on next Sunday. Sure hope my blackbirds are ready for a third round with thos steeltown workers from that Saturday night... *Song reference.
Wonder if Beth got the PM I sent and what she thinks. And I wonder what/who should I bring in as the three haunters to fill up the remaining spots in the newest grouping. Oh well, inspiration might strike.

*Moves along to snatch a glass of milk for self.

[AnimatedC9000]

Caitlyn: ... nice to hear that Marvin's still making a living...

Waldo: *watching YouTube videos with Cait* Hey, look! Digit's on the computer with Bill Cosby!

Cait: Oh yeah, I've been meaning to ask him about that. *turns to face Digit* ...

Digit: ... what?

Cait: "Steadiest hands in the business", huh?

Digit: Uh, well...

Cait: ... Digit, you're my friend and I trust you, but there's a few things I don't trust you with. Mainly the electric bill, my laptop, my room, and performing surgery on people.

TG: What's this have to do with anything?

Cait: Let's just say that getting a lithotrpsey done here and trying to pass my kidney stones by myself... I think I'll choose life. No offense, Digit.

Digit: ... none taken...

Waldo: *has since turned his attentoin back to the computer* Hey look, there's me!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: ...pie. O_O

Mr. Panda: Vhat?

Spamela: Where?

Ailie: *throws one at Zoot*

Zoot: AAAAAAH! No! I'm allergic to cherries! X_X

Dr. Teeth: O_O *pokes pie-covered Zoot and then licks his finger*

Zoot: ...can I help you? -_-

Dr. Teeth: *shrugs* ... *resumes eating*

Zoot: *whines* Nyaaaa...Dr. Teeth germs... ;_;

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Happy birthday girls! One day late, sorry
Red: It's ok! Did you see all these presents we got? *shows a nice pile of stuff*
Beth: That is awesome
Mokey: We have such nice friends here. I will have to write some nice thank you notes.
Beth: Well, my present to you guys is a doozer dust cake and what is in these boxes
*they open boxes to reveal pretty rings made out of Fraggle pebbles*
Red: Wow!
Mokey: They're beautiful
Beth: I'm glad you like them! *Hugs each Fraggle*

[The Count]

Hi, just a friendly note from us here at the MC Dorms. The time has come... To talk of finer things, ergh, no. We've reached the start of another term. And that means that I'd appreciate you letting me know privately, whether via PM or email, if you intend on staying on as part of the place. Also, please LMK if you plan on keeping your current roomies or making any changes. I'm not opposed to changes in roommates... But please choose them carefully as they're the characters we will associate you with. And also, I would prefer to avoid a revolving door/room like what happened a few years before that led to the institution of the dorms' rules.

In addition, there are two more announcements that'll come in early February regarding a few friends, but those will be made clear once we arrive there.
Also, if you know of someone who'd like to join, please inform them as to the application process and I'll gladly hear their nomination en route to refering them to the team for approval on whether or not they should/may become part of the roster.

That is all for now, enjoy your new semester at the most sensational, celebrational, invatational, Muppetational... This is what we call the MC Dorms!



MC Dorms Management. :batty: :scary:

[RedRocker]

*Arrives at College, excited and nervous. Sees everyone, and immediatey runs to check out room.*

Incase you hadn't realized, I'm new to the MC dorms. :)

[The Count]

*Hears ding at the lobby desk and goes to greet the new roomies. Hello, ah Katherine, and Lou Fraggle. Heard good things about you both. Come, I'll get you to your room. *Picks the key next to the marble 4 from the lobby's desk's backwall, ushering the newest residents past a set of double doors. Okay, your room's on the downstairs floor. *Summons the dumbwaiter elevator. Yes, we use this to get from floor to floor around here. You'll note the Old World furnace concealing its housing. Oh, and if you hear grumbling coming from the trashcan here in Floor 2's common room, that's just Oscar who lives there. *The car descends one floor downwards into what's known as the basement level.

All right then, Floor 1's common room. Now it's a quick turn to our left... First door here on our left is my room, you can knock or leave a note if you need help with anything. Second door down on our right, that's yours. *Hands Katherine the key. Methinks you'll like it here in this part of the dorms. For neighbors you've got Kathy and Prairie Dawn, Rosita and Gaffer in #6 to your right—she might have a furry blue addition soon as well. Beth and Red and Mokey along with Abby Cadaby and Wanda the Cat are directly across in #3, and Gobo and Wembley are with Kate in #5 diagonally across from your own room. Also, Erin occupies Room #7, she's here with Scooter and Nora, and Beige and Storyteller, two more Fraggles. The last room down on your right in this hall is the laundry, the baths are the last door down on your left all the way down the other direction in the floor's other wing.

Hope you have fun here and welcome to the MC Dorms.

[RedRocker]

*Thanks. :) I'm sure I'll love it here. Lol, this is kinda the 'Fraggle Hallway', huh? Anyway, I'll be sure to ler you know of any problems, and thanks so much for letign me come here!*
*Laughs at Lou, who's skipping down the corridor, and runs after her.*

[Fragglemuppet]

*Hears Ed talking to someone in the hall, and goes out to investigate.* Oh, hi, you just move in? I'm Kate from room 5, and who's your roommate? *gasps* Wembley, come on out here! *in a sing-song voice* There's someone to see you!
*Wembley and Gobo come out into the hallway.*
Gobo: Oh, hi.
Wembley: Hello. *sees Lou* Oh, wow, Low! Are you moving back in?
Me: *explaining to Katherine* See, Lou used to live in our room. Wembley hasn't said much, but I think he's been missing her lately.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Mmm...I'm bored. *puts on a #1 foam finger for some random poking and starts attacking Zoot with it*

Zoot: First the pie, now--GAH! X_X *rolls on the floor, trying to shield himself* Dr. Teeth, can you help me out here?

Dr. Teeth: *imitating Lionel Richie and dancing on the ceiling* *can't hear Zoot above the music*

Spamela: ... *stealing muffins*

[Winslow Leach]

Newsie: Hey Lefty--

Lefty punches Newsie in the stomach with his extended boxing glove.

Lefty: Not interested...

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *stops poking Zoot* Lefty...I...I love you... O_o

Zoot: ...

Dr. Teeth: ... O_O *falls off the ceiling* X_X

Ailie: On opposite day. =P

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: *stops poking Zoot* Lefty...I...I love you... O_o

Zoot: ...

Dr. Teeth: ... O_O *falls off the ceiling* X_X

Ailie: On opposite day. =P

Lefty does a quadruple-take, and clutches his heart.

Lefty: Be still my heart! I'm here fer youse, my--oh...opposite day, huh? I kin wait...er...what day does it fall on again?

Mr. Turtle: Lefty...you fail.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: A Figment of Lefty's Imagination Day. =P

Spamela: But that's every day... O_o

Ailie: *facepalm* O_O ...crud.

Zoot: Fig Newtons?

Dr. Teeth: *grimacing* Man, those thangs taste like--

Mr. Panda: Language, boy. I happen to love zem...

Dr. Teeth: Nasteh... XP

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (to Spamela) C'mon, Miss Piggy. Da frog ain't around. Let's you an' me go out dancin'! Ha cha cha!

For no reason, Lefty suddenly explodes.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: Excuse me? ;_;

Dr. Teeth: *pokes the Lefty remains* O_o

Ailie: *resumes poking Zoot*

Zoot: Save me, Anthony! X_X *hides behind Tony*

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: Excuse me? ;_;

Dr. Teeth: *pokes the Lefty remains* O_o

Ailie: *resumes poking Zoot*

Zoot: Save me, Anthony! X_X *hides behind Tony*

Tony: O_O

Newsie: Heh heh heh, poetic justice strikes her mighty hand again! Heh heh heh heh!

Newsie is struck by a bolt of lightning.

Mr. Turtle: I say...what are the odds of two...er..."crum-bums" biting it one right after the other? Mr. Panda, old chap, would you care for a spot of tea? Perhaps a bit of wienerchnitzel?

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *gasps from the lightning bolt and clings to Tony* O_O *stares at the floor, suppressing an awkward look* So...um...I like pie.

Ailie: You hate pie! =P

Zoot: Quiet your face. -_-

Dr. Teeth: O_O Ooh! Donatello, ya got orange soda? I loves meh some--

Mr. Panda: *placing a paw over his mouth* A delightvul idea, Herr Turtle, but I'm avraid I'm babyseeteng tonight. -_-

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *gasps from the lightning bolt and clings to Tony* O_O *stares at the floor, suppressing an awkward look* So...um...I like pie.

Ailie: You hate pie! =P

Zoot: Quiet your face. -_-

Dr. Teeth: O_O Ooh! Donatello, ya got orange soda? I loves meh some--

Mr. Panda: *placing a paw over his mouth* A delightvul idea, Herr Turtle, but I'm avraid I'm babyseeteng tonight. -_-

Mr. Turtle: Babysitting this bunch? You should come to my room...well, two of my roommates are now dead, so you'd only have to deal with Anthony, Crazy Harry and Roosevelt Franklin. Sadly the two who perished are the ones who need the most minding.

Tony: Um...what kind of pie, Zoot? o_O

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: Vell, I dan't know; zis lot ees...a beet much as eet seems.

Spamela: I want ice cream! *whining* Now! Now, I say! Spammy wants it!

Dr. Teeth AH-RANGE SO-DAH!

Ailie: *pulling a radio flyer wagon and knocking over lamps*

Zoot: O_O ...apple.

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Panda: Vell, I dan't know; zis lot ees...a beet much as eet seems.

Spamela: I want ice cream! *whining* Now! Now, I say! Spammy wants it!

Dr. Teeth AH-RANGE SO-DAH!

Ailie: *pulling a radio flyer wagon and knocking over lamps*

Zoot: O_O ...apple.

Crazy Harry runs into room, joining the mayhem by blowing random stuff up.

RF follows close behind, bopping and singing.

Mr. Turtle suddenly begins reciting Shakespeare at a rapid pace.

Lefty and Newsie remain dead.

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: I haff a betterrr idea!

All: O_O

Mr. Panda: I shall rrread you "childrrren" a vundervul storry.

Zoot: Oh, but reading is so boring. -_-

Mr. Panda: Not from zis book. *pulls out The Hobbit from the shelf with his mouth*

Ailie: No, not that one, Mr. Panda! It's a cursed copy! The last time--

Mr. Panda: *opens it up* Nya?

Zoot becomes unkempt and freaky looking while Dr. Teeth morphs into a dragon; they aren't very dissimilar to Gollum and Smaug.

Mr. Panda: O_O ...ach...

[The Count]

*Heads to fridge for a glass of milk. Man, Ima gonna need this in the morning. Long slate of ridding posts. *Shuffles off to bed afterwards.

*Offscreen: Hey Uncle D, remember to strike that one guy would ya?
UD nods and obliges, a shot of blue lightning streaking off to its intended target.

*Mumbling... The guy left me no choice.

Count: The dorms vere brought to you by the letter I for I-scream and by the number 2 for 2 delectable scoops.
*Offscreen: Can I get some Transylwania Twist Tony?

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth and Spamela: *in unison* Ice cream? O_O

Spamela: *climbs onto her mutated roomie's back, trying to avoid the spikes* Let's go find some, Elliot. ^_^

Dr. Teeth: A'ight! *crashes through the door to Room 17*

[Winslow Leach]

RF: Oh boy! A real live dragon! Hey, can I ride you too, Elliot? I want some ice cream too! I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream, hooray!

Lefty: Yeah, ice cream!

RF: Hey, I thought you were dead, man!

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Don't tell da people what hand out Emmys dat I'm still alive!

RF: Can I ride Elliot too?

Lefty (looking at dragon) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH ! ! ! ! !

(faints)

RF: Lefty would like to thank the Academy for this great honor...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Preciousss... *crawls back to his own room on all fours, hissing*

Mr. Panda: >_> Roosevelt! Zat ees not a vise idea!

Dr. Teeth: *lowers his head and grins* Why not?

Mr. Panda: *gulps* um...carrry on, leetle boy. *retreats to a hiding spot underneath a chair*

Ailie: *helps RF up and climbs on as well* Wheeeeeee! ^_^

[Winslow Leach]

RF: YAAAAAAAAAAAAY! I'm king of the world!

Mr. Turtle: It would be bloody wonderful if I woke up one morning, and found this to be all a dream...ahhhh...

[RedRocker]

*Hears Ed talking to someone in the hall, and goes out to investigate.* Oh, hi, you just move in? I'm Kate from room 5, and who's your roommate? *gasps* Wembley, come on out here! *in a sing-song voice* There's someone to see you!
*Wembley and Gobo come out into the hallway.*
Gobo: Oh, hi.
Wembley: Hello. *sees Lou* Oh, wow, Low! Are you moving back in?
Me: *explaining to Katherine* See, Lou used to live in our room. Wembley hasn't said much, but I think he's been missing her lately.

Hi! You probably just heard, but I'm Katherine. Nice to meet you, Kate! *Turns to Fraggles* Heya Gobo! Heya Wembley! And yeah, Lou's my new roomate. *Turns back to Kate* I think we'll be seeing a lot of each other! *Lols* Well, I'd better check out my new room. See y'round!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *thwacking Zoot with a trout* Catch! *flings the fish across the hallway*

Zoot: My preciousss... *crawls after it*

Spamela: *holding a marshmellow on a stick up to the band leader* Nya? Blow on this so we can make s'mores. O_O

Dr. Teeth: *accidentally burns it* ...whoops. X_X

Spamela: -_-

[The Count]

*Calls out giving each marshmallows.
Spamela...

Ailie...

Dr. Teeth...
This is the last marshmallow of the evening... If I don't call your name, you have to walk down the Dock of Shame, get on the Boat of Losers and leave camp forever, never to come back—though we'll just secretly whisk you off to Playa De Losers with all the others that've been eliminated before tonight...

[The Count]

Sorrrrrrreeeee. halo:

*Leaves huge brownie for Ailie and others.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *spazzing out like the female version of Animal she is* NOOOOOO! Gollum must stay on the island-- *latches onto Zoot, protectively*

Zoot: Fissssh? O_O

Spamela: Um...Ailie, it was a joke. Calm down, kid. =P

Ailie: O_O What--?

Dr. Teeth: *blows a smoke ring* *coughPunk'dcough*

Ailie: *weeps* I HATE MY LIFE!

Spamela: Uh...um...thanks for the brownie, Ed. *smiles innocently, trying to look like she doesn't know her freakish roomies*

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: *coming over to Ailie's dorm with her roomies* Hey guys, we're here t-- *sees the "dragon"* O_O Woah... where'd dragon get...?

Waldo: It's... an actual... dragon... sweetness... O_O

Lips: *staring at his bandmates in confusion, wondering just what is going on*

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *straightening up, looking awkward* Er...hi Lips.

Dr. Teeth: What's goin' on, guys? XP

Ailie: *lying on top of the scaly musician's back* Nya? O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty drags a huge wooden crate into the dorm; he stops for a moment, catching his breath. He drags crate in the center of the room, and leans against it.

Lefty: Crum-bums! Youse didn't hear me callin' fer help?

Tony is on his bed, reading an X-Men comic book; Newsie is clacking away on his typewriter; Crazy Harry is asleep on his cot; Mr. Turtle peruses the Wall Street Journal; RF is on the floor, doing homework. No one looks up, or pays attention to Lefty.

Lefty: Woithless! All 'a youse!

RF (finally looking up) What's in the box, Lefty?

Lefty: Oh...now yer interested, huh? Well...I'm not gonna tell youse!

RF: Okay. (goes back to homework)

Lefty stands for a few moments, hoping someone will ask him what's in the box again; the room is so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. The tension begins to mount, as Lefty can't contain himself anymore.

Lefty: FINE! I'll SHOW youse what's in da crate 'ere!

Tony (turning a page in his comic book, still not looking at Lefty) What crate?

Lefty: Guh!

RF: You gonna tell us?

Lefty: Well, since youse asked...(goes into pitch mode) Ladies an' gentle-woims! Step right up an' see da newest entertainment craze! I give you....Scrooge in Da Box!

Silence; even RF doesn't know what to say.

Lefty: Yessir, Scrooge in Da Box! He howls...he moans...he screeches! He simulates da sounds of someone gettin' beat up!

Mr. Turtle: I really shouldn't ask this, but...ahem...that can't be your original Scrooge in there?

Lefty: Whaddaya, nuts? Da original Scrooge is in intensive care. Dis is just some bum I grabbed offa da street. Riiiiiiiiiiiight!

RF: So he just screams and moans as if he's being attacked?

Lefty: I prefer ta call it...singin'...

RF: Where are the air holes?

Lefty: Say what now?

RF: There air holes...in the crate...so he could breathe...

Lefty: O_O

RF: O_O

Lefty: G-gimme a crowbar...

RF: What crowbar?

Lefty: Don't we have a crowbar in dis room?

RF: For what purpose?

Lefty: Uh...(knocks on crate) ...Scrooge? Scrooge? Scrooge in da box, kin ya hear me? Scrooge? (no answer; to RF) Ya didn't see me, I don't know how dis box got in 'ere, I had nothin' to do wit it!

Lefty scrams.

Everyone in the room continues what he was doing; RF stares after Lefty a moment, then goes back to his homework.

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: ... uh... hi, Zoot...

Cait: Ailie, can I have a ride on him next? O_O

Digit: O_O It talks...

TG: *pretends that she doesn't know them...* Hi, Spamela.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: We're the only sane ones... *smiles shyly*

Ailie: Now, Cait--be ladylike-- stroking one of his spikes* Nyuuuuhhhh... *drool* *suddenly lifts head* Scroooooge! *slides down her roomie/boo's tail* LEFTY! WHY? ! *crashes into him*

Dr. Teeth: O_o *tilts head*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: We're the only sane ones... *smiles shyly*

Ailie: Now, Cait--be ladylike-- stroking one of his spikes* Nyuuuuhhhh... *drool* *suddenly lifts head* Scroooooge! *slides down her roomie/boo's tail* LEFTY! WHY? ! *crashes into him*

Dr. Teeth: O_o *tilts head*

Lefty crashes into Ailie.

Lefty: My bottom hoits! Er...youse didn't see me...I don't know nuthin' about da box what's in Tommy's room...I tink it's his....yeah...Tommy ordered sometin' an' it came in dat crate in dere...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! OW! My fanny is achin' like youse wouldn't believe!

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: I... guess we are... *smiles weakly*

Cait: ... *to Dr. Teeth* May I climb up onto your back?

Waldo: *acting like a helicopter*

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Yup...

Ailie: O_o Too much info, Lefty. Fetch! *throws a nickel into the common room where the others are*

Dr. Teeth: O_o Um...

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: Yup...

Ailie: O_o Too much info, Lefty. Fetch! *throws a nickel into the common room where the others are*

Dr. Teeth: O_o Um...


Lefty chases the nickel on all fours...

RF (runs out of room) AILIE! How are ya? Do you know where Spammy is? I have to ask her something very important, concerning a winter dance my school is having...

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: Mmhmm...

Cait: Pretty please? I've never been on a dragon before... O_O

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Um...she's on Mars right now...

Zoot: *mumbles something* Ewww...

Dr. Teeth: *spacing out* Buh...? *notices Lefty and gives him an innocent stare*

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: Um...she's on Mars right now...

Zoot: *mumbles something* Ewww...

Dr. Teeth: *spacing out* Buh...? *notices Lefty and gives him an innocent stare*

RF: O_O Mars? Hehehehehe, aww, Ailie, y'all are puttin' me on! Mars! I gotta tell that one to my class tomorrow! Hawhawhawhaw! Seriously, where is she? o_O

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: *gives Zoot a confused look*

Cait: *shoots a quizzical look at Lefty* ... uh... hi?

Waldo: *flies upside-down to RF* Hi, I'm Waldo C. Graphic, the spirit of 3D! Who are you?

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Venus...

Zoot: What?

Dr. Teeth: *sneezes flames onto Lefty* ...sorreh... =P

[Winslow Leach]

Ailie: Venus...

Zoot: What?

Dr. Teeth: *sneezes flames onto Lefty* ...sorreh... =P

Lefty (on fire) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! !

RF: Stop, drop and roll, Lefty! Stop, drop and roll!

Lefty: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH ! ! ! !

Lefty crashes into the common room walls, oblivious to RF...and everyone else, really...

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: Nothing...

Cait: Woooooooooooooooooowww...

Waldo: ... *to RF* Do you know that guy?

[Winslow Leach]

Lips: *gives Zoot a confused look*

Cait: *shoots a quizzical look at Lefty* ... uh... hi?

Waldo: *flies upside-down to RF* Hi, I'm Waldo C. Graphic, the spirit of 3D! Who are you?

RF: Oh hi there! I'm Roosevelt Franklin! Wow, the spirit of 3D, huh? Very interesting...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: O_O *dodges Lefty in alarm* *calls Tony in* Anthony...Lefty's being on fire and wrecking the place. X_X

Ailie: *obliviously* I like oreos...

Dr. Teeth: Meh too.

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: *mouths, "Anthony?"*

Waldo: It's a lot of fun! Look at what I can do! *morphs into a puppy*

Cait: *to Ailie* May I have some oreos?

[Winslow Leach]

Tony enters common room.

Tony: Huh? Hey cool! The Human Torch!

Lefty: AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! !

Newsie (peering over Tony's shoulder) I never thought Lefty was so hot! Heh heh heh heh heh heh...

A flame catches Newsie's sleeve, and rapidly swarms over his body; both Newsie and Lefty run around, screaming, occasionally bumping into each other.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Well, duh...that is his name.

Ailie: *gives Cait a Bologna-O. It's like an oreo but with a hunk of bologna in it instead of white stuff* Mmmm. O_O

Dr. Teeth: *rests his head on the floor like a docile canine...or something*

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: ... his full first name...

Cait: ... oh, ha-ha, very funny, Ailie... *pets Dr. Teeth on the head*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (gasping) P-p-p-ut me out....p-ut me out!

Newsie: IT BURNS ! ! ! ! ! !

RF: Yes, Newsie. That would be the effect fire has on something.

Tony: Meh, I think I'll watch Good Burger...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: So? =P

Ailie: *shrugs, hoarding all the Bologna-Os.*

Dr. Teeth: *sighs, blowing smoke into Cait's face accidentally* O_O *lifts his head* Can I come, Toneh?

[Winslow Leach]

O_O *lifts his head* Can I come, Toneh?

Tony: Sure...Elliot. Hey! I have some microwave popcorn, but I don't wanna wait the four minutes for it to pop. How 'bout I just give you the bag, and you can breathe on it? =P

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Don' make meh eat ya, boy... =P

Zoot: NU! Don't!

Dr. Teeth: O_o

Zoot: ...Spyro. =P

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: ... um... no... reason? O_o

Cait: *starts to cough, trying to fan the smoke away* Bad for health... X_X

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: Don' make meh eat ya, boy... =P


Tony (sniffle) But--but I was gonna share! Aw, heck...

Tony takes bag of microwave popcorn from his back pocket, and tosses it at Lefty; as soon as it hits the flaming sneak thief, the bag immediately expands, and POPS, sending popcorn everywhere.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *climbs back onto Dr. Teeth* X3 *snuggles*

Zoot: *watching Lefty and the popcorn with fascination* O_O

[Winslow Leach]

RF scoops up as much popcorn as he can, and offers some to Ailie and Dr. Teeth.

RF takes a handful, and sits on the floor, watching Lefty and Newsie knocking their heads/bodies together.

[Erine81981]

Herry, Frazzle, Homer and..*carring Wolfgang*.....I wanted to let you guys know that i won't be here a little after Feburary.

Herry: Ok.

Frazzle: Adkjfjkdf gjgjd with somewrig.

No. I won't be here at all. I'm leaving the dorms.

Herry: What?

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk?

I figured i need to have some time to myself.

Herry: But your most of the time by yourself.

I know but i really need some time just alone. It's not any of your fault and also i'm (whispers).

Herry: What? I thought you already knew how.

Not really. But i'm getting help by my sister. But i'll be back later down the year. I promise to write you guys and let anyone who wants to take you in as their roomies. Can do.

Wolfgang: Arf arf arf arf! *sniff sniff*

*holding Wolfgang* I know but i'll be here till Feburary. So we can still have some fun then. What would ya'll like to do tonight? I don't have to be to work till 10 tomorrow morning.

Herry: Can we do a MST3K marathon?

Sure. I really don't have that much episodes expect for...*counts on figures*....about 8 or 10 episodes but we can still make it work. Is everyone up to it?

Frazzle: Yeah!

Homer Honker: HONK!

Wolfgang: ARF!

Good! Then lets get to it.

[The Count]

Hmmm... Was gonna let it ride out till February and then... Oh well, it's good Kyle said it himself.

*Since storytime has long finished, Dr. Teeth has turned back to his normal self, leaving behind the dragonish appearance. I'll let morphings like that play out so long as it's in the bounds of storytime playing out... But the players will turn back to normal at the end, okay?
Take care and have a good erm, whatever time it is now.

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *wanders into the dorms from her regular house shivering* Ugh...our heater's busted...I hate winter... -_-

Zoot: How'd that happen...? O_o

Ailie: I stuck Bologna-Os in the vent--

Zoot: *facepalm*

Ailie: No really, honestly, I don't know what happened...I'm ready to light a fire in my room, though.

Dr. Teeth: Man, that bites, girl...heah... *wraps a blanket around her*

Ailie: ... *huggles* =)

[RedRocker]

*Lou knocks on Kate, Gobo, and Wembley's door. Lou calls out.*
Hey! Guys, want some cookies? I baked them myself!

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Sugar, glorious sugar!
Red: You been into the doozer sticks or what?
Beth: Nope, eating Nerds
Abby: You're eating nerds! That's not very nice, first you shouldn't call people names and second, you shouldn't eat them!
Beth: *laughs* It's a kind of candy. I think you guys would like them actually
Red: *takes a taste* Are you kidding? I love them!
Beth: I should've guessed that!

[The Count]

Sweet sweet sweet little treats huh Beth? Think I'll stick to peppermint marbles myself.

*In the mood for some good fanfic. Too bad most authors are on... You don't suppose they went on strike do you! :eek:

[Winslow Leach]

Tony: So what happened to ol' Scrooge in the box?

Lefty: He died.

Tony: o_O

Lefty: Yeah...I forgot ta drill da airholes in da crate.

Tony: So what happened? Where is he?

Lefty: Restin' comfortably at da bottom of da ocean.

Tony: At the bottom of the ocean?

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! I had a buddy 'a mine pick up da crate, and he dealt wit it.

Tony: Um...

Lefty: Don't woiry...he was just some homeless mook...an' he wanted ta get inta da box, on accounta it was warm inside. Who knows? Maybe he expired from natural causes.

Tony: Ye-ah...

Lefty: Relax, Tommy...he was one 'a us...nuthin' but foam...he won't be missed. Now. Ya want some orange soda? Who wants orange soda?

RF: ME!

[The Count]

Hey guys, Ima booking early. So have fun and try not to wreck da place. See yous tomorrow. :sleep:

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *standing in the common room and the lights are dimmed to look like a stage*

Dr. Teeth: *providing the background instrumentals on his keyboard*

Zoot: You know, the sun is in your eyes
And hurricanes and rains
and black and cloudy skies.

You're running up and down that hill.
You turn it on and off at will.
There's nothing here to thrill
or bring you down.
And if you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
through the dark turns and noise
of this wicked little town

Dr. Teeth: *amazed at his singing* O_O

Zoot: Oh Lady luck has led you here
and they're so twisted up
they'll twist you up, I fear

The pious, hateful and devout,
you're turning tricks til you're turned out,
the wind so cold it burns,
you're burning out and blowing round.
And if you've got no other choice
you know you can follow my voice
through the dark turns and noise
of this wicked little town

~Instrumental~

Zoot: The fates are vicious and they're cruel.
You learn too late you've used two wishes
like a fool

and then you're someone you are not,
and Junction City ain't the spot,
remember Mrs. Lot
and when she turned around.
And if you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
through the dark turns and noise
of this wicked little town... *the song ends with a few more notes and then there's total silence*

All: *in awe* O_O Wow...

[AnimatedC9000]

Cait: O_O What they said...

Her other roomies: O_O *so silent that they don't know what to say*

Lips: O_O *almost in a whisper* Wow...

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: I say...that is culture. Oscar Hammerstein would be proud of you, my lad. Cheers!

Lefty: 'Ey Mr. Toitle, I got sometin' stuck in my teeth, youse got a tootpick er sometin'?

Mr. Turtle hits Lefty with a sledgehammer.

Mr. Turtle: Wonderful performance, Zoot. I was quite moved.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *smiles at the others shyly and his voice is soft, albeit appreciative* Thanks guys... =) *gives Lips a genuine thumbs up to show they don't have to be silent characters; not all the time*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty kicks open the door to Ailie's room, Mr. Turtle perched on his shoulder.

Mr. Turtle: 'Twas rather rude. You could have knocked.

Lefty: Shaddap! (to Spamela) 'Ey babe...how would ya like me ta enter youse in a beauty contest? Youse gotta say yes, 'cause I already promised I would deliver ya. It's tomorrow night, in case yer wonderin'. Da winner is crowned Miss Pork Rind of '09. Er...sorry...dis is bein' sponsored by a pork rind company, an' I entered youse before I realized you was a pig...uhhhh...if ya win, youse gotta promote da pork rinds fer a year at supermarkets an' stuff. So...ya in? I kin pay ya $15. No more.

Mr. Turtle gestures to Spamela to say no.

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *eyes widen* A beauty contest? Little me? Oh...um...I don't know...gosh... *twirling her hair around her finger for a moment*

Dr. Teeth *pokes his head out from under Spamela's arm and grabs Mr. Turtle*

Spamela: Pork rinds? O_O Grody! Um, I think I might have to pass this up Lefty...

Dr. Teeth: *Nelson laugh* =P HA HA!

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: *eyes widen* A beauty contest? Little me? Oh...um...I don't know...gosh... *twirling her hair around her finger for a moment*

Dr. Teeth *pokes his head out from under Spamela's arm and grabs Mr. Turtle*

Spamela: Pork rinds? O_O Grody! Um, I think I might have to pass this up Lefty...

Dr. Teeth: *Nelson laugh* =P HA HA!

Lefty dashes to Spamela, and begins his "seduction."

Lefty: Awww...but yer eyes...yer hair...yer...back! You're da most beautiful ting in dis place! Youse an' me kin make lovely music togedder (takes out contract) if youse'll just sign on da dotted line...gorgeous...(elbows Dr. Teeth) Do I know how ta lay on da charm, er what?

[WhiteRabbit]

Spamela: *giggles nervously* Um...I don't think--

Dr. Teeth: *rolls his eyes, trying to protect his pretty roomie* Hey Lefteh, did I evah intraduce ya ta mah fists...? =/ *drops Mr. Turtle* I call this one Glendah and this one Pancake! =P Yeah, they don' soun' real threatenin' but...um...yeah, go away. *yanks Spamela back*

Spamela: Were you dropped on your head as a child? O_o

[Winslow Leach]

Spamela: *giggles nervously* Um...I don't think--

Dr. Teeth: *rolls his eyes, trying to protect his pretty roomie* Hey Lefteh, did I evah intraduce ya ta mah fists...? =/ *drops Mr. Turtle* I call this one Glendah and this one Pancake! =P Yeah, they don' soun' real threatenin' but...um...yeah, go away. *yanks Spamela back*

Spamela: Were you dropped on your head as a child? O_o

Lefty: O_O Glendah an' Pancake? I don't believe I had da pleasure...but I don't have time ta meet 'em now...(yanks Spamela to him) Me an' da pig gotta catch a plane...oh, I didn't mean to call ya "pig" in a how you say "deerogatory" way...I called you dat 'cause...er...dat's what youse are! Riiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: =/ How dare ya beh derogamatoreh ta Spammeh! I oughta beat yo-- *stares at Mr. Turtle* Donatello, what're ya doin' on the flo'? *picks him back up*

Spamela: Uh huh...um...I'm going to bed. Night, boys.

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: =/ How dare ya beh derogamatoreh ta Spammeh! I oughta beat yo-- *stares at Mr. Turtle* Donatello, what're ya doin' on the flo'? *picks him back up*

Spamela: Uh huh...um...I'm going to bed. Night, boys.

Lefty (yawns) Well, I best be goin' ta bed too...

Lefty begins to follow Spamela.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: >_> *yanks Lefty back by the collar and chucks him out of the dorm* C'mon, Mistah T... *drags him to his room*

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: >_> *yanks Lefty back by the collar and chucks him out of the dorm* C'mon, Mistah T... *drags him to his room*

Lefty (dazed) I was merely gonna talk toikey wit da kid...youse take tings so seriously!

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *nudges her roomie/boyfriend* *in just above a whisper* Dr. Teeth...guess what movie came out as of this morning...? The one you've been dying to see? X3

Dr. Teeth: *still half asleep* ...nya?

Ailie: NOTORIOUS! *starts dancing (badly, because she's such a Casper)*

Dr. Teeth: ... *fanboy scream* OMG! How coul' I fo'get? ! O_O Mus'...haul...reah...ta...the...movehs... *collapses onto the floor*

Ailie: XP It's like 6 AM, why don't you wait a bit?

Dr. Teeth: O_O But--

Ailie: See ya after school. *huggles him and leaves*

[The Count]

You know there's that movie called Defiance starring Zoot's fave actor opening this weekend too right? You could take everybody and make it a double feature. Have fun you kids. :crazy:

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Daniel Cra--? *faints*

Dr. Teeth: =P Easeh theah, Zoot. *turns back to Ailie, spazzing out* O_O OMG! OMG! Notorious!

Ailie: *headdesk*

[Winslow Leach]

RF bursts into Ailie's room.

RF: I wanna see Notorious too! My ma has all his albums...I grew up listening to Biggie! (to Dr. Teeth) Can I go with y'all, big daddy? Please?

Mr. Turtle (stumbling around after spending the night with Dr. Teeth) ...crackers...

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Aw, sho' ya can, kid... *musses his hair*

Zoot: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, it's rated R. -_-

Dr. Teeth: Oh yeah...well...yo face is rated R. =P Fo' repulsive.

Zoot: ;_;

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: Aw, sho' ya can, kid... *musses his hair*

Zoot: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, it's rated R. -_-

Dr. Teeth: Oh yeah...well...yo face is rated R. =P Fo' repulsive.

Zoot: ;_;

RF: Hahahahahaha! That's a good one, man! Gimme five!

Mr. Turtle (still wandering) ...yogurt...Milk Duds are delish...

[AnimatedC9000]

Lips: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, that went a little too far, don't you think?

Waldo: *flying down the hallway when he spots Mr. Turtle* ... *does a double take* O_O ... O... M... G... *spazzes out* IZ A TURTLE! ! ! O_O *flies to the reptile's face* HiMr.Turtle,I'mWaldoC.Graphic,thespiritod3-D! Whoisyou! ? O_O

[Winslow Leach]

Lips: *sighs* Dr. Teeth, that went a little too far, don't you think?

Waldo: *flying down the hallway when he spots Mr. Turtle* ... *does a double take* O_O ... O... M... G... *spazzes out* IZ A TURTLE! ! ! O_O *flies to the reptile's face* HiMr.Turtle,I'mWaldoC.Graphic,thespiritod3-D! Whoisyou! ? O_O

Mr. Turtle: ...pecan pie...? X_X

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *highfives RF* Mhm, that how we do it, boy... =P *doesn't notice Lips*

Zoot: Whatever. -_- *gives Mr. Turtle a weird look* What's up with you?

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *highfives RF* Mhm, that how we do it, boy... =P *doesn't notice Lips*

Zoot: Whatever. -_- *gives Mr. Turtle a weird look* What's up with you?

Mr. Turtle: ...chocolate is fun...

RF: I wanna sit in the front row! Can I drive?

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *snuggles RF* Yes, little buddeh, ya can. ^_^

Zoot: *shakes his head* Hey man, don't you remember that lecture Ailie gave you about personal space?

Dr. Teeth: ...lemonade?

[AnimatedC9000]

Waldo: ... Skittles are fun, too...

Lips: ... *sighs* *to Zoot* Does he ever listen...?

[The Count]

*Sighs. Is there an Addams/Batman Animated Series fan in the house? Need someone to ask about somethings and I dunno who to consult from ma forum friends. Contact me please. :(

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *snuggles RF* Yes, little buddeh, ya can. ^_^


RF: Yahoo! I get to drive! Did you hear that Ailie? Spammy? Zoot? I get to drive my good buddy's car! And we're gonna see Biggie! YAY!

RF dances for joy.

Wait'll I tell the kids on Monday! I bet Pockmarked Pete will be so jealous!

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: *dancing with RF*

Ailie: *out of it* Aw, cute...

Zoot: Hmmph, good luck getting the preschooler in... =P

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: *dancing with RF*

Ailie: *out of it* Aw, cute...

Zoot: Hmmph, good luck getting the preschooler in... =P

RF stops dancing and walks to Zoot.

RF: What'd you call me? I'll have you know I may be able to attend this institution as early as next year! That's how smart I am! What are you doing here anyway? You probably didn't even pass first grade, hawhawhaw!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *scoffs* Yeah...sure, RF...whatever you say...

Dr. Teeth: That's righ'; whateva he says...don' beh hatin'. =P

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: Baa Baa blacksheep, have you any wool? Yessir, yessir, three bags full! I'm a loony! Hyuck hyuck! Look at me! I am the Spaghetti-O king! Bloopbloopbloopblaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

RF: o_O His brain is on the fritz.

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: Huh? O_o Aw snap, Mr. T, what're ya on? =P

Zoot: ...I quit. -_-

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: Huh? O_o Aw snap, Mr. T, what're ya on? =P

Zoot: ...I quit. -_-

Mr. Turtle: Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bara Ann...Ba-ba ba...Barbara Ann...please take my hand...Barbara Ann...ya got me rockin' and a-rollin', rockin' and a-reelin' Barbara Ann, Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-bara Ann! Went to a dance, lookin' for romance, saw Barbara Ann, so I thought I'd take a chance--

falls out the window...

[WhiteRabbit]

Dr. Teeth: O_O ...uh huh... *slings his arm around RF* Readeh ta go, little man?

Spamela *staring out the window* Oh gosh...

[Winslow Leach]

Dr. Teeth: O_O ...uh huh... *slings his arm around RF* Readeh ta go, little man?

Spamela *staring out the window* Oh gosh...

RF: YES! Gimme the keys! Bye, Spammy! (gives Spamela a quick kiss on the cheek) Biggie! Biggie! Biggie!

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *plops down on the couch and spreads out* *sighs happily* Ah, the weekend, my favorite of times... A time for complete and total relaxa--
Gonzo: *runs in* Ryan, Ryan, Ryan, Ryan, Ryan!
Ryan: *sigh* Mayhaps I spoke to soon... Yes, Gonzo?
Gonzo: Was I interrupting something?
Ryan: Just my monologue about how relaxing weekends are. Especially those of the three day variety, such as this one.
Gonzo: Oh! Cool! So what're we gonna do?
Ryan: Nothing.
Gonzo: Huh?
Ryan: Yup. Nothing. I'm going to finally get a chance to relax. I'm not even glancing at homework until Monday, and I'm not even thinking about school until then either. I'm just going to... relax.
Gonzo: Well THAT's boring! Where's the excitement? The pizzazz? This is the THREE day weekend, Ryan! You need to live it up!
Ryan: Okay Gonzo... I'll make you a deal. Since this is a season of democratics... we'll take a vote. If the rest of our roommates think we should do something, we'll do something. If not... well then we relax for the weekend. Deal?
Gonzo: Done!
Ryan: Good. Hey fellas! Come out here, will ya?
*Clifford, Sam, Pepe, and Camilla file out*
Ryan: Hey gang, question... on this the most glorious of three day weekends... would you rather do something wildy outlandish and probably unsafe with Gonzo, or spend a quiet, relaxing weekend here at the Dorms with me, eating pizza and watching movies?
Camilla: Bragawk bawk bawk byuck baw! Buck buck bawk!
Gonzo: HA! One vote for me!
Ryan: *blink* Well that's surprising. Guys?
Pepe: Si, si, I agree with de chicken, hokay. Pepe craves de excitement... and possibly de womens? Hehehe.
Ryan: ...Come again?
Clifford: Yeah, man, I'm with the prawn. Anything that gets me outta this dorm room is a good thing.
Ryan: ...What?
Sam: For the first time... I concur.
Ryan: *stares at Sam* *looks at Gonzo* How much are you paying them?
Gonzo: *wide eyes* None! Haha! This is GREAT! C'mon guys, let's go! Whoo! *darts out of the room*
Ryan: Wha... What are... WHAT?
Clifford: *shrugs* Sorry dude. But it's been forever since you did anything with us--we've just been cramped up in here. It'll be nice to get out.
Sam: Indeed. A time to see this great country at it's peak! ...Bleak winter.
Pepe: Si, and de womens are all bundled up like de snow bunnies, hokay!
Ryan: *grumbles* So much for MY relaxing weekend... *grabs coat* Alright, lead the way.

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: <bouncing on ball, reading a textbook>
Rowlf: ...What are you doing?
Lisa: Reeeeading.
Rowlf: For homework?
Lisa: Yup!
Robin: On a THREE-day WEEKEND?
Lisa: <Shrug> It's not my fault I got the wrong Psychology book and therefore fell behind. And besides, it's INTERESTING!
<Rowlf and Robin look at each other and shrug>
Robin: Well, when you're done, can we go outside and play hide-and-go-seek?
Rowlf: Little chilly out for that, isn't it?
Robin: I'll wear my hat.
Lisa: <Looks up guiltily> I, um... Have more reading to do, for my grammar class...
Robin: ...Oh. ...Well, when you're done with THAT, can we get the Swedish Chef out of the kitchen so we can bake cookies?
Lisa: <amused> Good luck getting him out of the kitchen... And... I'm sorry, Robin. I have even MORE reading to do for my literature class...
Robin: ...Oh.
Lisa: But I'll tell you what. I'll get all my reading done today and tomorrow, and we can play all day Monday. Okay?
Robin: <Sigh> I guess...
Lisa: ...HEY, CHEF! GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY HIDE-AND-GO-SEEK WITH ROWLF AND ROBIN!
Robin: Oh BOY!
Rowlf: Thank goodness for the fur coat.
Chef: Yur de NURBIN de soog meer de SHMERGLE shmur de DUU--
Lisa: Lemme rephrase. Chef, go play outside with Rowlf and Robin, or I'm ordering pizza for dinner tonight.
Rowlf: On second thought, Robin, how 'bout a sing-along?

[The Count]

*Happy sigh. Just one more and the latest batch of haunters will be finished.
Count: Hexcellent my fiend.
UD: The chilly air and rainy atmosphere is positively delightful to ghouls like us.
Yep... All that's missing is to hear from Kim now. What say we take a cozy afternoon nap and then go out to Everybody Eats for dinner?
Count and UD: Yes... Best idea yet. :hungry:

[WhiteRabbit]

Blonde duo: *lugging in various shopping bags*

Spamela: Phew. *sets them on the kitchen table for a moment* That was so fun. Your friends are really...

Ailie: Weird? =P

Spamela: Well...yeah but in a good way. Like you. =)

Ailie: X3 *huggles*

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Turtle: The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain...

Tony: Hey, you're back to your old self again!

Mr. Turtle: Yes, well, my "humanitarian" of a master helpfully dropped one of my Collected Works of Dickens onto me Gulliver--erm--my head...my word. I haven't talked like that since I was a child! And I regained my memory.

RF: Man, that was such a great movie!

Tony (sighs) You've been talking about Biggie all weekend.

RF: It was so great! Wait'll I tell the kids at school tomorrow!

Tony: Did Dr. Teeth behave himself? He didn't cause a riot or anything?

RF: Nah, he was cool...he bought me popcorn, candy, soda...anything I asked for. There were a few times when he wanted to stand up and just shout at the screen, but I calmed him before he made a scene.

Mr. Turtle: I'm sure he enjoyed that...

[The Count]

*Hunkers down to watch the football game. Go Ravens! ! ! !

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *brushing Spammy's hair* Oh Spamela, if there was a contest on who was more hotter--you or Camilla, you know who'd I pick?

Spamela: Mr. Bimbo?

Ailie: *rolls her eyes* ...yes...exactly.

Spammy: ;_; *sniff*

Ailie: No really, you're way hotter than the chicken... =P

Zoot: *whining* Come on...Dr. Teeth I wanna go see Defiance...hey, are you listening to me? Huh?

Dr. Teeth: *cranking up the stereo with his 2pacalypse CD in it higher*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *whining* Come on...Dr. Teeth I wanna go see Defiance...hey, are you listening to me? Huh?

Dr. Teeth: *cranking up the stereo with his 2pacalypse CD in it higher*

RF materializes and begins dancing.

RF: Sorry, Zoot, I'd take you, but I'm way too hyper to drive now! LOUDER! (RF turns the stereo up, and begins thrashing his head around)

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: But--but-- *sighs* Meh... *slumps out to the hallway* -_-

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: But--but-- *sighs* Meh... *slumps out to the hallway* -_-

Lefty: Big nose...'ey big nose...c'mere...I got sometin' fer ya...(Lefty opens his coat and takes a pair of movie tickets out) Two seats to dat mall cop movie youse wanna see...heh heh...dat's a classic flick! Benny took me an' a couple 'a da mooks ta see it last night...I'll let youse have 'em both fer a nickel...riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: Hey, greasemonkey, who are you calling--? *gasps at the tickets* O_O OMG! *tries to grabby them* A nickel? ! Man, this economy bites... *digging into his pockets* *gives Lefty some fake Monopoly money* Here, there's five dollars...and it's way more than you deserve. *swipes the tickets away* Hey Anthony, do you wanna go with me?

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: Hey, greasemonkey, who are you calling--? *gasps at the tickets* O_O OMG! *tries to grabby them* A nickel? ! Man, this economy bites... *digging into his pockets* *gives Lefty some fake Monopoly money* Here, there's five dollars...and it's way more than you deserve. *swipes the tickets away* Hey Anthony, do you wanna go with me?

Lefty: Monopoly money? Yer pathetic, ya know dat? An' I guess I am too...yoink! (Lefty grabs the fake money and pockets it; he hands Zoot the tickets) Bring me back some gummi woims....riiiiiiiiiiiight!

Tony: Hey Zoot...um...I'm not really much of a Kevin James fan....

Newsie: Kevin James you say? Ah, the fellow makes me laugh as if I have ants in my pants. I'll gladly take the other ticket Zoot, if you don't mind...

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *to Newsie* Um...don't talk to me. Ever. *turns back to Tony and begs* Pleeeeease? O_O I'll actually buy you stuff this time...

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *to Newsie* Um...don't talk to me. Ever. *turns back to Tony and begs* Pleeeeease? O_O I'll actually buy you stuff this time...

Tony: Psh! That's what you said last time! Go with Newsie...he's a fan of Kevin James.

Newsie: Yes. Kevin James..."rocks my world."

Tony: O_O

Lefty: Tommy....I gots two tickets ta see Bob Saget...I'll sell 'em to ya fer a nickel...

Tony runs screaming down the hallway.

Lefty: Everybody has da same reaction when I mention Bob Saget...I can't give dese tickets away, I...Bob Saget? !

Lefty runs screaming down the hallway.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *pushing Newsie into a wall* Kevin James isn't even in the movie! Please don't make me go alone...I'll look so pathetic, it'll be just like high school again... *whining more and clinging to his leg*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *pushing Newsie into a wall* Kevin James isn't even in the movie! Please don't make me go alone...I'll look so pathetic, it'll be just like high school again... *whining more and clinging to his leg*

Newsie: Excuse me, but I'm afraid Kevin James is the star of Paul Blart: Mall Cop. And these tickets are for the 8:00 show. If you don't want them, give them to me...I'll go with...um...what's Sherlock Hemlock doing these days?

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *facepalm* I'm not even seeing that stupid movie; I'm going to Defiance and you are too, Anthony. -_- *drags him down the hallway*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *facepalm* I'm not even seeing that stupid movie; I'm going to Defiance and you are too, Anthony. -_- *drags him down the hallway*

Newsie: These tickets specifically say--

Tony: Um...o_O

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: *stares down at the tickets* Wha--? LEFTY! >_> *tosses them onto the floor in rage*

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: *stares down at the tickets* Wha--? LEFTY! >_> *tosses them onto the floor in rage*

Newsie: Ooh! (picks up the tickets) This is one of those movies I know I'll love, even before I see it! Wanna go, Tommy?

Tony: Um, no.

Newsie: It's #1 at the box office.

Tony: ...and...?

Newsie: It's #1!

Tony: So does that automatically make it a good movie?

Newsie: Yes. Yes it does.

Newsie pompously walks away.

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(gang is trudging back from the park in a snowstorm, all carrying ice skates)

Storyteller (riding on Scooter's shoulders): Beige, I told you that quadruple lutz and backspin was a bad idea.
Beige (being carried by Erin): Uh-huh...and who fancied herself a Fraggle version of Dorothy Hamill?
Scooter: At least she didn't end up like Nancy Kerrigan during...(slips and stumbles) Whoa, careful, ice on the sidewalk!
Erin: Look at this snow...we're all going to look like the Abominable Snowman by the time we get back.
Nora: Also known as the yeti, or the migou, or Bigfoot's albino cousin. (turns head at the sound of squealing tires) That's the 10th accident on this street today.
Storyteller: I make a vote for hot chocolate and something on the tube when we get back.
Others: Hear, hear.

(As another car squeals off in the distance, gang starts in on a chorus of "Slip Slidin' Away.")

[WhiteRabbit]

Newsie: Ooh! (picks up the tickets) This is one of those movies I know I'll love, even before I see it! Wanna go, Tommy?

Tony: Um, no.

Newsie: It's #1 at the box office.

Tony: ...and...?

Newsie: It's #1!

Tony: So does that automatically make it a good movie?

Newsie: Yes. Yes it does.

Newsie pompously walks away.

Zoot: ...I hate my life... -_-

[Winslow Leach]

Zoot: ...I hate my life... -_-

Crazy Harry hands Zoot a lit stick of dynamite.

[WhiteRabbit]

Zoot: O_O *shoves it back in CH's mouth*

[Winslow Leach]

Crazy Harry explodes.

[The Count]

*Disheartenedly clicks remote control off to music channel. Gah! Horrible, just horrible. There's a whole second half left, but I just can't... :(

*Absent-mindedly. Abominable Snowman, that'll be Herry. And the Yeti's a diff... *Lets the joke go. *Goes to get some hot chocolate for self, Kathy, and Erin and her roomies. At least there's Monster Maker coming up on this week's MuppetCast. *:) a little.
Might as well make some chocolate caramel corn. *Heats up caramel sauce and popcorn in the microwave. *Mixing both with the help of a fluttering bat's claw to cut the popcorn pieces and chocolate bars for the drinks. Mmm, the perfect midnight movie snack.

*Leaves hot chocolate and caramel coated corn for others if they want some. :hungry:

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty and a reluctant Mr. Turtle hold swords.

Lefty: En garde!

Mr. Turtle: No.

Lefty: You have insulted my honor, sir, and I challenge you to a duel! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Mr. Turtle: What honor?

Lefty: En garde!

Mr. Turtle: Do you even know what that means?

Lefty (beat) En garde!

Mr. Turtle: You try my patience...

Lefty: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Yer days of talkin' are over!

Mr. Turtle pokes Lefty in the eye with his sword; Lefty screams and falls backward.

Mr. Turtle: You want to play with a master, you're going to get burned!

[The Count]

UD: He'll never learn, that one.
*Offers hot chocolate to Mr. Turtle.

[The Count]

Hmm... Wonder what's taking MuppetCast 93 so long. Oh well, the spooks will be happy when it drops. :scary:

[RedRocker]

Oooh...
*Spots hot chocolate. Grabs mini mini marshmellows, and finds a hot chocolate machine.*
Haha! You're all mine hot chocolate, miiiiiine I tell you!

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: So I was thinking, before they move out, maybe we should have a special little girls night for all of us before Wanda and Abby leave
Red: Ooh party!
Mokey: I'm sad that you are both going
Wanda: Well, it's time for me to move on for awhile, I'll come back and visit though
Abby: I just miss my fairy godmommy
Mokey: I can understand that
Beth: So anyway, what do you think, all night movie marathon this weekend?
Roomies: YEAH!
Red: I'll miss you guys when you leave, but man, any excuse to par-tay!

OOC: Red and Mokey will still be living with me and I'm going to do my best to be around more often!

[The Count]

Just so long as you're still with us Beth. Gee I almost feel like singingSaying Goodbye now.

*Orders out for dinner, dragon brazed short ribs with cornbread and sweet potato fries.
Good thing we've plenty of Sprite/iced tea in the fridge. :hungry:

*To Count and UD... You know, I wonder if we should take on a new roomie ourselves as well.
Spooks: *Gasp! Really? Who, which one?
Mmm, dunno. Mayhaps Fughetta would like to move in... Or the Mean Genie, but there are too many Fraggles in this wing, so I doubt either he or Wander would want to bunk here. Cookie Monster? Mulch? The Devil (from TMS)? I'm not sure, we can talk about it later.

[Erine81981]

Hey guys. I'm back from my other friend, Chirs. Me and him had the best fun today. We have been playing this game on Playstation 3. It's called "Little Big Planet." It's a pretty awsome game.

Herry: What's it about?

You play as this little guy named "Sackboy." You go through levels that might look like cardboard. Then as you go through the game you gather little costumes and then get to decorate your sackboy. It's a rather fun and enjoyable game.

Frazzle: Wogjdg gjdkd eoires a ssssackboy wierjg?

Sure. Maybe we can hang out with him tomorrow.

Herry: Sounds like a plan.

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk honktiy honk-honk.

There in the top covered.

Homer Honker: Honk!

Your welcome Homer. I'm going to go take a bath. If anyone needs me. That's where i'll be. *heads off*

Frazzle: Worhjg ggeore areer parrtty.

Herry: That sounds like a good idea Frazzle. I'll talk to Ed about that. Just keep it on the downlow.

Homer Honker: Honk! *crosses fingers*

Frazzle: Whjggg wierikgg gggg riagt. *crosses his fingers*

Herry: Good. *starts the calls*

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: ...so dis mook Charlie tinks he kin stiff me fifty big ones...I tell 'im--

A bear walks into the room.

Lefty: --BEAR!

Lefty pulls a gun out of his coat and empties it into the bear. The bear falls; actually, it's only a bearskin rug...Newsie, who was hiding under it, rolls out from underneath, dead once again.

Tony: He was...he was bringing that rug in for the room...

Lefty: Oh. Er...don't say anytin' about dis Tommy. We'll just sweep it under da rug! Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Lefty picks up rug, and drops it over Newsie.

Mr. Turtle: Intelligence, thy name is Lefty...

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: *wanders in, dragging Dr. Teeth on a leash and looking abhorred by the sound of the gunshot* Vhy do you stand it, Meesterrr Turtle? Nevair mind vhy--HOW?

Dr. Teeth: O_O ... *licks Mr. Turtle*

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Panda: *wanders in, dragging Dr. Teeth on a leash and looking abhorred by the sound of the gunshot* Vhy do you stand it, Meesterrr Turtle? Nevair mind vhy--HOW?

Dr. Teeth: O_O ... *licks Mr. Turtle*

Mr. Turtle: I'm POISONED! Send for the ASPCA ASAP! Blaaaarrrr! How do I stand it, you ask? I always believe in what doesn't kill you makes you stronger...and up until this very moment, I've bloody well been strong...now....I'm not so sure. Is the room spinning? o_O

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: -_- *face--paw?* *whacks Dr. Teeth over the nose* No! Bad, I say! Bad dawg!

Dr. Teeth: ...X_X Mr. Panda...I needa--

Mr. Panda: No, I alrready fed you vunce today. Zat's qvite enough.

Dr. Teeth: But--

Mr. Panda: Not anuzzer vord...

Dr. Teeth: *collapses onto the floor in defeat and laments softly* ;_;

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty (to Mr. Panda) Yer eye-talian, right? I kin tell by yer accent. Who do youse tink is da better plumber? Luigi or Mario?

Mr. Turtle: And with that remark, my brain has officially ceased to exist. Consider me the village idiot from now on...

[theprawncracker]

Gonzo: *skips lightly back into the room* Wasn't that fun! Hahaha!
Camilla: Brawk... baw... *dragging claws as she walks*
Clifford: *dragging Sam behind* *breathes heavily* That was... man, dude! We didn't even come home all weekend! I... I can't feel my legs! ...Are they still there?
Sam: *mouth agape, staring into space* ...
Ryan: *drags self in, holding Pepe* I can't... why did we... I TOLD YOU SO!
Pepe: D'ere were no womens... No... womens... at all, hokay... Worst. Weekend. EVER! UNbelievable!
Gonzo: *lays down in hammock* Ah... We'll have to do that again next weekend, guys! Hahaha!
Everyone: *GLARES at Gonzo*

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: ...

Dr. Teeth: O_O

Mr. Panda: ...

Dr. Teeth: O_O

Mr. Panda: Vhy do I even botherrr?

Dr. Teeth: ...Luigi. =P

[Winslow Leach]

Mr. Panda: ...

Dr. Teeth: O_O

Mr. Panda: ...

Dr. Teeth: O_O

Mr. Panda: Vhy do I even botherrr?

Dr. Teeth: ...Luigi. =P

Lefty: See, I knew Luigi was da better plumber. Dat Mario crum seems like a slacker ta me. Tanks, Pierre.

Mr. Turtle: @_@

RF: Today I taught my class the value of a good breakfast. Wanna hear it? Okay!

RF is about to sing, but Crazy Harry quickly puts a hand over his mouth.

[WhiteRabbit]

Mr. Panda: *slamming his head into the wall repeatedly*

Spamela: *joining them* Dr. Teeth...that's just totally disgusting! Why would you even suggest that? You know, I'm gonna tell Camilla what you said...

Dr. Teeth: A'ight...I don' care... =P

[The Count]

*Pulls out a weed from the ground, waits for it to light, then tosses the bomb at Lefty.

*Sets up Hammer Joes ready should there be any interference.

MC Dorms was brought to you by the letter P...
*Ducks. *Bats grab the flying saucer/tin.
As in pecan pie.

Count: And by the number 9.
*Cloud-shaped 9 materializes and shoots off a lightningbolt as it chases after the crazies present.

Nighty-night all, don't let the batty bats bite. :sleep:

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: O_O I want pie...

Spamela: *still scolding the band leader* No...that is so grody! I think I'm going to gag. Where is that chicken? Camilla! Camilla? ! She's not going to appreciate this but she does deserve to know...

Dr. Teeth: Mmm. =P

[The Count]

*Pie left for Ailieeeeee. :insatiable:

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: Thankses, Ed. =P *throws pie at Lefty* Um...I can't really find Christina Ricci or Sheri Moon Zombie right now so, do you want some Spamela?

Spamela: Huh?

Dr. Teeth: Fudge no! She's mine! >_> *clings to her*

Spamela: X_X

[The Count]

Hee, is all frightses. *Huggles Ailie, then disappears mysteriously. :shifty:

[WhiteRabbit]

Ailie: *to her roomies* So I was watching the Blue Harvest episode of Family Guy earlier...we should totally reenact Star Wars. =P Hmm...I could be a gender flipped Luke, Spamela could be Leia, Mr. Panda as Chewbacca, Dr. Teeth as Han Solo...

Zoot: O_o

Ailie: You as Darth Vader 'cause you're both bald underneath, no matter how hard you try to hide that fact. =P

Zoot: ...don't you have a midterm to take? -_-

Ailie: ...yeah, I hate you. I'll resume this later. =P *leaves for the ebilness known as school*

[RedRocker]

*Hears Erine81981 (http://forum.muppetcentral.com/member.php?u=1840) talking about LBP, runs over to them*
OMG! I love that game! sackboy is just the coolest thing made out of cloth EVER!
*Smells pie*
Woah. Gotta go claim that pie. :)

[Skeeter Muppet]

In Room 19, Kim and the Fraggle Crew are watching the inauguration.

Kim: *sniffles*
Boober: Here. *hands over the Kleenex box*
Kim: Thanks. *sniffles*
Gillis: ...are you crying?
Kim: No... *sniffles* It's just my thrice-[CENSORED] sinuses, that's all. Just need to take my Mucinex.
Gillis: Ah.
Kim: *sniffles*

-Kim

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty, Crazy Harry, Newsie and RF, carrying Mr. Turtle, enter Ailie's room.

Newsie: We're bored. Wanna play Monopoly or something?

Lefty: Dat game depresses me, on accounta none of it's real...

Mr. Turtle: How about a jolly game of cha-rods, wot?

Newsie: Candy Land!

Lefty: Naaah, dat game depresses me too...