Here' s a distractor for you...PG-13 FOR LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLE USHY-GUSH! Their train had began to roll away as the journey to home began. Kermit the frog was nearly stuck in Russia forever and his leading lady was nearly married...and killed. "Boss?" Scooter asked. "Are you alright? You're acting rather strange." Kermit stared blankly into the gofer's eyes. "It depends on her." "Piggy?" "Who else?" Kermit rubbed his right hand. "Look, I'm just trying to cope about everything." He turned over to Piggy, who was sitting alone in his office. "I'm gonna go talk to Piggy." Piggy sat in his rolling chair as she heard the door shut. "Hey." She greeted. "Hey," Kermit locked the door. "You're okay." She nodded but he knew the truth. "I'm just--Piggy, I'm sorry," he began. "I was too busy worrying about the tour and-" "Why did you save me, frog?" She interupted. "Because I..." "Spit it out!" "I LOVE YOU, OKAY?!" Kermit screamed loud enough for the whole train could hear. "H--l, I LOVE TOO MUCH TO LET THAT HAPPEN! I DON'T HAVE ANY IDEA ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE AND I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I...NEARLY FRICKING LOST YOU TO A D--N KERMIT LOOK-A-LIKE!" He ran to her and kissed her the wall. "Kermie, what are you-" "Shh," he stopped her and began to kiss her neck. "We shouldn't be doing this." Piggy said. She felt his lips go even lower down her neck. "Uhh, um, Mr. Kermit, sir?" Bunsen knocked on the office window. "Nevermind." "Please, don't." Piggy pushed him away. Kermit took a deep breath and held her hands. "I'm sorry," Kermit slightly cried. "Oh boy." He unlocked the door and stood in the walkway. "I guess you did it with Constantine." "No, Kermie..." she called. It was too late. "Oh no." ~~ Kermit pulled Walter by his hair and pulled him into the private room. "HAIR, HAIR, HAIR!"