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Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by TogetherAgain, May 31, 2005.

  1. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    Alright, Here goes.
    This is a muppet fanfic that has been rolling around in my head for... oh, I'd say about a year now. And for as much as I nag other fanfic writers to keep their stories coming, it's only fair that I give them an opportunity to nag on mine. I'm open to criticism of all kinds. Please don't be afraid of "hurting my feelings"- I want to know what people think.
    So my next post will start the story.
    <deep breath> Here we go!
  2. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    They rushed out of the diner, glancing worriedly over their shoulders and rushing forward, with a blur of voices exploding into the evening air.

    "Hurry, hurry, everybody on the bus!"

    "Come on, hurry up!"

    "Guys lets go! NOW!"

    "Animal, get on the bus!"

    "Hurry up!"

    They were all on the bus within a matter of seconds. The doors closed behind them, but the shouting didn't stop.

    "Okay, are we all here?"

    "Whose turn is it to drive?"

    "I think it's Fozzie's turn."

    "Where's Robin?"


    "I'm right here, Uncle Kermit."

    "Where are the keys?"

    "In the ignition"

    "Alright, let's go!"

    Finally the bus roared out of the parking lot, and the muppets settled into their various seats. Floyd tied Animal to one of the seats, then sat two seats behind it, where Janice was waiting for him. He settled next to the window, his arm around his main squeeze, and looked around the bus.

    There was Animal where he had just been tied. A few seats ahead of him was Dr. Teeth. Fozzie was driving, and Rowlf was just behind him. Three seats behind Rowlf sat Gonzo and Camilla. Towards the back of the bus, Miss Piggy was settling into her window seat, grumbling something about not finishing her dessert. Kermit was next to her, helping Robin into the seat and trying to remember where they had left off on the spelling list. And in the very last seat behind Floyd and Janice, Zoot was already falling asleep.

    Floyd sighed, leaning against the window. He gazed out at the darkening sky, noticing how his reflection became more distinct and then faded again as they passed street lights. The Electric Mayhem bus sped out of the city as his thoughts drifted to how they had found themselves here.


    Their latest movie had been successful enough. Actually, it had somewhat overwhelmed them. The actual filming of it had been fine, but suddenly there had been a whole lot of promoting to do. Every day it was another talk show, another magazine or newspaper wanting an interview, another guest appearance on another random television show, another rumor to squash, another crazy reporter trying to get them to make fools of themselves. By the time the dvds had come out and the buzz had all died down, they had been more than ready for a good long break.

    But it had really started six months after that. By then it was late summer- or had it been early fall? It was the first day of Robin's school year.
    Many of the muppets had moved out of the muppet boarding house during the last movie, mostly because they were sick of waiting in line for the bathroom. By then it was just Kermit, Miss Piggy, Gonzo, Camilla, Fozzie, Robin, and the Electric Mayhem living there.

    Kermit walked into Robin's room. "Robin? Are you awake?" Then he saw the frog-shaped blob under the blankets. "Robin!" He stood next to the bed. "Robin, wake up! You don't want to be late. It's your first day of school!"
    The young frog burst up from under the blankets, landing on his feet and startling his uncle. He was wide awake and all ready.

    "I know!" He said cheerfully.

    Kermit laughed and gave his nephew a hug. "All set?"


    "Good. Let's go see what's for breakfast."

    They found Fozzie in the kitchen, struggling to make pancakes. He tried to flip one, but it landed on top of his hat. He turned to them, embarassed.
    "I never thought I would miss having the chef around." He tried to save some of his ego.

    "Well, at least what we eat now is actually edible." Kermit teased. "Want some help?"


    A few minutes later, everybody was sitting around the table with a huge stack of pancakes in front of them. Well, everybody but Miss Piggy.

    Kermit looked around the table with his usual questions for everybody.

    "Think of any good jokes lately, Fozzie?"

    The bear looked excited. "Oh Kermit, you're gonna love it! OK, listen to this. What's brown and sticky?"

    Kermit shook his head. "I give up."

    "A stick! Get it? A stick? Because it's brown, and it's STICK-y! Wocka wocka!"

    Kermit shook his head again and turned to Gonzo. "Got any new acts?"

    Gonzo looked a little disappointed. "No, I'm waiting for that new stunt ramp I ordered to come. It should have been here last week."

    "Well I'll keep an eye open for it." Kermit assured him, and he heard the kitchen door open. Knowing who it was, he promptly reached for the newspaper and started to read it.

    "Good morning, everybody!" Miss Piggy called with her usual dramatic entrance. A small chorus of "good mornings" greeted her as she walked over and stood next to Kermit's chair.

    "Good moring, Kermie."

    "Good morning, Piggy." He didn't look up.


    "Well what?" He knew perfectly well "well what."

    "Well? Aren't you going to kiss me good morning?"

    He tried not to smile as he put the paper down and looked at her. "Well Piggy, I would, but..."


    "But, um... I have syrup breath." He motioned towards his half-eaten pancakes.

    "Well, you could just give me a little kiss on the cheek, couldn't you?"

    Of course he could, but that wasn't part of the game. They went through this every morning. She would come down looking for her kiss, he would see how long he could delay. One time he had even stalled until dinner. But they both knew she would get her kiss by the end of the day.

    He smiled up at her. "Well, but I wouldn't want to ruin your make-up."

    "Oh I don't mind."

    Normally this was when he would twist her words, say that she didn't mind not getting her morning kiss. But He didn't feel like playing that much today. So he just gave her a little peck on the cheek and returned to eating his breakfast.

    "Thank you, Kermie!" She casually took her seat, proud that she had beat him so easily today.

    He turned his attention to the Electric Mayhem. "Do you guys have a gig today?"

    "Naw, man." Floyd said. "Animal's gotten us kicked out of just about everywhere!"

    They all turned to Animal.


    Soon breakfast was over, Robin was rushing out the door to school, and every one of them found themselves dreading the day ahead. As much as they had wanted a break six months ago, now they were itching with boredom. Because those past six months had been just the same thing, over and over and over. Everyday they did the same thing- nothing. Absolutely nothing. And "nothing" was just more than they could handle anymore. Animal was constantly either drumming up migranes for the other house occupants or breaking something. Gonzo developed and practiced new acts, but there was nothing to practice them for. Fozzie thought of new jokes, but he had no audience for them. Rowlf and the Electric Mayhem all had nothing to do but play music. And while they loved playing music, there was no one to play it for. Miss Piggy was almost getting tired of shopping, as the mall didn't seem to have anything new anymore. Robin had been somewhat busy with frog scouts, but in between those activities he was stiff with boredom. And Kermit was about to burst. They needed something new. Something... anything... they needed it. And they needed it now.
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  3. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Lisa I love it! It's awesome and I can't wait to read more! (I suppose I should get back to writing mine....)
  4. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    yes, yes I suppose you should.
    And I will get back to mine as soon as I finish breakfast.

    voice inside my head: BREAKFAST? It's almost eleven o'clock!

    oh hush.
  5. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Oooh! I like! This should keep you occupied while you ware waiting for...um...mine...which I should be doing rather than sitting reading this...um..excellent fan-fic.
  6. Skeeter Muppet

    Skeeter Muppet Well-Known Member

    I like it, and I'm looking forward to reading more!

    I take it Scooter was one of those who moved out of the boarding house?

  7. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    yeah, Scooter moved out. But we'll see him again, along with a whole bunch of other people. You'll see...
  8. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    Floyd felt the bus easing onto an exit ramp. He refocused his eyes from the sky to the ground and realized Fozzie was pulling into a gas station. The bear smiled weakly at the bus occupants. "It'll probably be the last time we can get gas for awhile."

    They slowly unboarded the bus, stretching, yawning, making their way into the store part of the station. They grazed the aisles for something to snack on while Fozzie filled the tank. Kermit stayed near Robin, still working on the spelling list.

    "Okay, Robin, spell 'witch'."

    "Which 'witch'?"

    "The evil kind."

    "Oh. Um.... W-H-I.."

    "Nope. That's the other which."


    "It's okay, keep trying."

    "WANT SNACK! WANT SNACK!" Animal shouted, grabbing candy off of the shelves, making a mess of the store.

    "Down Animal!" Floyd ordered, bending down to replace the fallen candy to the shelves.

    It wasn't long before they were back on the bus, everyone in the same seats except for Dr. Teeth and Fozzie. It was Dr. Teeth's turn to drive now, and his seat had now been taken by the bear.

    Floyd sighed deeply, and let his eyes rest on the stars as he thought back to that day...


    Kermit had gone out to get the mail when he called for Gonzo to come out. Moments later the weirdo was jumping with delight, shouting for Camilla, running to get his motorcycle, and setting up his new stunt ramp in the street.

    Kermit smiled at his friend's excitement, then took the pile of mail inside to sort through it.

    "Let's see... bill, bill, bill... who the heck is Bill? I'll have to look into that." He set the letters for Bill aside. "Where was I... advertisement... junk mail... credit card stuff- I'm not sure I want to look at that." He started a pile for Miss Piggy. "Uh... thank you for your donation... Oh, Robin's merit badge... reminding you of your appointment- Fozzie! You have a dentist appointment tomorrow! Um, let's see... what's this?"

    What was it indeed? It was addressed to Kermit the Frog and Company from some one named Lloyd Galt. Kermit didn't know any one named Lloyd Galt, he had never even heard the name before. But apparently Lloyd Galt had heard of Kermit, and he lived in Pine Springs, Texas.

    Kermit sat down on the couch and opened the letter. He read it carefully.

    Kermit looked at the date on the letter. It had been written a week ago. So "next week" was now "this week."

    "Guys! Everybody! Come here! Come quick!" He shouted. He leaned out a window. "Gonzo! Camilla! Come here, you've gotta see this!" He shouted up the stairs, "Miss Piggy! Fozzie! Rowlf! Dr. Teeth! Everybody! Come see this!"

    He read the letter again. It was awfully vague. No details on the movie at all. Nothing on what it was about, the basic plot line... a tiny warning light went on in Kermit's mind. Maybe he was getting too excited. Maybe he shouldn't get everybody else excited. But still, it was SOMETHING. Something new! Something they hadn't been doing for six months already.

    Soon everyone was in the room, crowding around Kermit, all of them trying to fit onto the couch. They were bombarding him with questions. He could hardly keep track of the questions, let alone who was asking them.

    "Hey what's going on?"

    "What are you shouting about?"

    "What happened?"

    "What's so exciting?"

    "Come on, man, we were practicing!"

    "What the heck is going on?"

    Kermit looked around. How the heck was he supposed to tell them anything if he couldn't even hear himself think?

    "QUIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!" He shouted. They all quickly stopped talking. All but Janice.

    "And I said, look girl, if you want to pose naked that's fine, but don't drag ME into it..." She looked around at everyone staring at her. "Oh."

    Kermit just shook his head. "Ok guys, listen to this!" He read the letter aloud.

    "So are we gonna do the movie?" Rowlf asked.

    "What's it about?" Fozzie asked.

    "Yeah, and who's Lloyd Galt?" Dr. Teeth asked.

    "Yeah, Kermit..."

    Uh oh. He'd better give them some sort of answer before they got into a mesh of voices again.

    "I don't know." He said. They fell silent. Kermit didn't know? "It doesn't say in the letter what the movie is about, or who Lloyd Galt is. It just has his number."

    "So are you going to call him?" Miss Piggy asked.

    "Well, I don't see any other way to find out more about the movie." Kermit said.

    "Yay!" They started to shout again.

    "Wait a minute guys, wait a minute." Kermit remembered that warning light. "I'm a little wary of all this."

    "But why? It's something New!" Gonzo said.

    "Well yeah, but..."

    "But what?" Floyd asked.

    "Well it's just that he doesn't really tell us anything. It's almost like he doesn't really want us to know about what's in the movie. Like he's afraid we won't do it if we find out."

    "So, like, you won't call him?" Janice asked.

    "I never said that. I'm going to call him right now!" Kermit hopped off the couch and went to the phone. He looked at the number on the letter and dialed.

    Robin came home from school a few hours later. "Uncle Kermit, did my new merit badge come yet?" He asked as he came in the door.

    Kermit smiled. Robin had asked that every day for almost two weeks now. "It's on the counter." He said

    "Oh boy!" The young frog grabbed the badge and started to hop up to his room to put it on his frog scout uniform.

    "Well now wait a minute, Robin" Kermit stopped him. "How was your first day of school?"

    "Oh it was wonderful, Uncle Kermit!" They sat down on the couch as Robin told all the details of his day. Gonzo was back outside practicing new stunts on the stunt ramp. Miss Piggy was in her room, and the Electric Mayhem were all practicing in one of the bedrooms that had been emptied when people started moving out. Fozzie was practicing jokes in front of his mirror. Rowlf was playing on the piano in the corner.

    "We've had a bit of excitement here, too, today" Kermit told his nephew.

    Robin gasped. "Really?"

    "Mm hm. For one thing, Gonzo got that stunt ramp."

    "I saw that."

    "And for another thing..." Kermit pulled out the letter for his nephew to read. The young frog grabbed it eagerly.

    "Did you call him, Uncle Kermit?"

    "Yes I did."

    "And what did he say?"

    "Well, I set up an appointment with him. I'm going to go see him tomorrow. Then we'll talk about the movie, and he'll give me a copy of the script."

    "Did he say anything about the movie when you talked to him?"

    Kermit shook his head. "All he said was that there's a part for all of us. Even one for you."

    Kermit watched his nephews eyes light up with excitement. "Really, Uncle Kermit? Oh boy!"

    "Well don't get too excited. We still don't know anything about the movie itself." He was reminding himself as much as his nephew.

    That evening they all sat around the dinner table, eagerly discussing the possibilities of the movie. Suddenly they heard an explosion, and all fell silent. They were accustomed to explosions, but Crazy Harry had moved out months ago, as had Bunsen and Beaker, and Animal was sitting there with them. Who else would cause an explosion?

    Then they heard the squeal of brakes... a small crash... silence.


    It sounded like it had come from outside. Kermit stood up. "I'd better go see what that was." The others followed him outside.

    They stood on the porch and stared at the giant oak tree, not quite believing what they saw. It appearred that a small, rusty old pick-up truck had landed in the tree. Or rather, what used to be a small, rusty old pick-up truck. The entire front end, especially the driver's side, was entirely smashed. A glance at the whole scene showed what had happened. A large car part lay farther up the road, some smaller ones scattered past it. The explosion had been when this fell out of the bottom of the truck. The screech of brakes was visible, too... burnt rubber marks swerving across the road, zig-zagging and finally running off the road to where Gonzo had pulled his stunt ramp before dinner. That was the smaller crash- running into the ramp. It had launched the truck spinning through the air- that was the silence. And then the final crash landed it in the tree.

    "Fozzie?" Kermit managed to say. "Call 911."

    "Yes sir." Fozzie said. He didn't move.

    The muppets watched in terror as the truck creaked, rocked, and finally fell to the ground, smashing the passenger side and destroying what little was left of the truck. Kermit turned and saw Fozzie still standing there.

    "Fozzie! Now!"

    "Yes Sir! Going, Sir!" Fozzie ran into the house. The rest of the muppets slowly crept up to the drivers side of the truck.

    Inside was a girl, probably in her early twenties. Broken bits of glass stuck in her skin, and she was bleeding horribly. Her long black hair was tangled around the head rest. She was barely maintaining conciousness as she gazed at them through half-open, large, dark eyes. Still, through the mess, any one could tell that she was beautiful.

    "hhhhhhh.... hhhhheh..... hhhhheh...." Her voice was weak, hardly audible at all. "hhhhhellllllllllp" she managed to get out.

    "Don't worry." Kermit told her comfortingly. "You're going to be alright."
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  9. Skeeter Muppet

    Skeeter Muppet Well-Known Member

    *sniggers* "Who the heck is Bill?" I like it. *sniggers*

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  10. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    I'm so glad you like that joke. It's one of my favorites.
    I'm curious what people think of some of the other lines. Any opinions out there on Fozzie's joke? Or Janice's line? Or the exchange between Kermit and Piggy? Or any other random part of any of it so far?
    Any way, I'm glad some people seem to enjoy reading it, because I'm enjoying writing it. I'll try to get some more up tomorrow, but parents are nagging about getting my room clean. <grumble grumble>
    We should be seeing some old friends soon. If not in the next part, then in the part after it. Not quite sure how far I'll go. I guess we'll just have to wait and see!
  11. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    want titles for parts? this is rest stop part I

    Floyd felt the bus roll to a stop. He blinked, looked around. Dr. Teeth turned to face them.

    "Alright folks, last rest stop in seventy-five miles. Everybody out." He said.

    They slowly unboarded again. The usual stretching and yawning was followed by an unexpected race to the bathrooms. Animal dragged Floyd there first.

    When he was done, Floyd stood out in the parking lot, completely empty except for the bus. They were no longer any where near the city. Signs of civilization were scattered across the landscape, but they were becoming more and more scarce. They were surrounded mostly by desert. The six-lane highway was down to two lanes now, and what traffic they did see was all headed towards the city.

    Floyd gazed off into the distance, losing himself in his thoughts once more...


    The emergency workers had arrived within minutes. They had to use the jaws of life to open the truck door. They were working as fast as they could. But due to the circumstances, "as fast as they could" was fairly slow.

    The muppets all sat on the porch steps, worrying about the girl. It was strange to think about- they had no idea who this girl was. They had never met her before, never seen her face. But they were insanely worried about her. Perhaps it was just seeing her in so much trauma that had caught hold of their heart strings. Whether that was it or not, they all knew they wouldn't be able to sleep that night until they knew she was alright.

    Kermit seemed to be the most distressed. "I told her she would be alright," he said. "But what if she isn't?"

    "She will be," Rowlf assured them. "It was good that you told her that, Kermit. Sometimes just hearing they'll be alright is enough to make a person well."

    Miss Piggy could see how upset Kermit was. Rowlf's words hadn't provided quite enough comfort to set him at ease. She couldn't stand seeing him like this, and her own curiousity and worry were getting the better of her.

    "I'll go see how she's doing," she said. The other muppets watched her as she got up and walked over to the truck, where the paramedics were still working.

    They had just gotten the door open and the seat belt off as she cautiously approached. One of them was giving instructions.

    "Okay, Frank, on the count of three: one, two-"

    "Wait a second, Jim," the one called Frank said. "Look at this. Her hair is all tangled on the headrest."

    Jim looked at where Frank was pointing. "Hmm. So it is. We can't take her out with her hair holding her in."

    "We'll have to cut it," Frank agreed.

    "Woah! Hold it! Cut her hair?" Miss Piggy interupted.

    Jim turned to her surprised. "Yes. How else can we-"

    "NO!" Miss Piggy shouted. "Absolutely not!"

    These silly paramedics! She thought. It was clear to her that this girl cared for her hair. It was long, it had been well-brushed before the accident, and it had a healthy sheen to it. Yes, this was a girl who cared for her hair. Something these paramedics clearly knew nothing about- guys with long hair and beards- they looked like a couple of hippies. Surely they had no idea how to cut her hair so that it would look good. She would wake up and find her hair in a wreck. That would be trauma enough to match the enitre rest of the accident. So if Miss Piggy had any say in it, those paramedics wouldn't lay a finger on this girl's hair.

    "Do NOT cut her hair! Here, just... just untangle it..." And she started to work at the girl's hair, slowly trying to untangle it.

    The paramedics looked at her, looked at each other, sighed. Jim turned to another paramedic standing by the ambulance. "Jerry!" He called, signalling for scissors with his hands. He turned to the pig and gently pushed her away from the girl. "Ma'am," he said softly, "We'll be as careful as we can, I promise. But right now it's important that we get her to the hospital as soon as we can."

    Miss Piggy realized she was crying. "Well... alright." She whimpered. "Just... just cut as low as possible..."

    Jerry came with the scissors, and Jim cut carefully, following Miss Piggy's instructions. The pig stood watch to make sure the hair could be restored easily. Finally the paramedics lifted the girl from the truck wreck.

    Miss Piggy returned to the muppets on the porch steps. "The poor thing," She said, "they had to cut her hair to get her out!"

    "Miss Piggy? Is she going to be okay?" Robin asked. Miss Piggy nodded. Kermit looked encouraged.

    "We'd better go to the hospital with her," he said. "Just until her family comes. So there'll be someone to speak for her."

    The other muppets nodded, and got onto the bus to follow the ambulance.

    They waited in the emergency room for hours. No one came for the girl, no doctor came out to report. It was around midnight when a nurse finally approached them.

    "You're the folks who came with the girl in the truck?" She asked. They nodded. "Well, I have good news, and I have bad news." she said. Judging by her voice, the bad news wasn't that bad.

    "Give us the good news first," Kermit said.

    The nurse nodded. "Well, the good news is that she had identification on her, so we know who she is. Her name is Gina Brinks, and she's going to be just fine. In fact, she doesn't even need to stay here over night. She'll need plenty of rest, of course, but she'll be just fine."

    A collective sigh escaped from the group of muppets. Then they were confused. "Well, then, what's the bad news?" Kermit asked.

    "Well, the bad news is that she doesn't live any where near here. We've called her parents, and they're about a thousand miles away. Apparently she was on some sort of road trip. Getting something, I guess." The nurse shrugged. "Basically, she has no where to go until her parents get here to take her home, and that won't be for a couple of days. But we don't want to keep her in the hospital. Like I said, she doesn't need to stay here. We have a shortage of beds as it is, and we wouldn't want to charge her for the extra time in the hospital. It gets expensive, you know, and we try to think of our patients wallets as well as their health."

    The nurse took a deep breath. "So what I was wondering, is if... if maybe you folks could let her stay at your place until her parents come? I mean they should get in town by tomorrow night, they said they were leaving right away, and... I mean, if it's not too much trouble..."

    Kermit nodded. "Of course. We understand. We've got plenty of room, she can stay with us. Right, guys?" He looked around at his friends. They all nodded except for Miss Piggy. She was hesitant. But Kermit hadn't noticed, and the nurse hadn't either.

    "Oh good! I'll go tell the doctor, then." And the nurse hurried down the hall, calling for Dr. Goelz.

    The muppets set up a bed for Gina on the couch. There were more than enough bedrooms, but the doctor hadn't wanted her to deal with stairs for a while because of her broken leg.

    All of them slept soundly except for Miss Piggy. Sure, she had been worried about Gina, they all had. But this whole having-the-beautiful-damsel-in-distress-stay-with-them thing was worrying her. Because she was a beautiful damsel in distress, and beautiful damsels in distress get Kermit's attention and care. Attention and care that belonged to Miss Piggy. She rolled over in her bed. Well, maybe it wouldn't be that bad. After all, it was only for one day. But still... She rolled over again and finally drifted to sleep.

    Kermit woke up earlier than usual the next day. The doctor had said for Gina to get as much rest as possible. Kermit had an idea: why not give her breakfast in bed? That way she could relax, get some rest, and eat.

    He hurried downstairs to make some french toast. As he did, he thought about what little conversation he had had with Gina the day before. It turned out she was something of a fan. Well, maybe more than "something" of a fan- the first thing she did was ask for everyone's autograph.

    He carried the food over to the couch on a tray. Gina was laying there awake, staring at the ceiling. She turned and smiled when she saw him. He sat and talked with her as she ate, and they both enjoyed having someone new to talk to.

    Miss Piggy heard them talking and came down to join them. She did NOT want any flirting going on while she was sleeping. Of course, there hadn't been any flirting, but she didn't know that.

    Soon everyone was downstairs, eating their breakfast in the kitchen while Gina drifted back in and out of sleep. Then Robin went off to school, and everyone went about their usual routines. Except of course for Kermit, who was on his way out the door for his meeting with Mr. Lloyd Galt.

    He arrived at the hotel exactly on time and was escorted to Mr. Galt's room. He walked in to find that it had been set up to appear as more of an office. The desk had been pulled away from the wall so that it faced the door, with an extra arm-chair facing either side of it.

    "Ah, Mr. the Frog. Come in, please, have a seat." Mr. Galt was tall, with thick muscles. He had light brown hair that looked like it had been tossed onto his head, and grey eyes that seemed to pierce right through Kermit. Something about his composure refused to set Kermit at ease. He had a bad feeling about this Mr. Galt. But surely he was jumping to conclusions- the greeting had been welcome enough.

    Kermit sat in the arm-chair opposite Mr. Galt.

    "I'm so glad you came, Mr. the Frog" Lloyd Galt continued. "You see I would just be thrilled to have you and your friends in this movie. I actually wrote it with you in mind," he said.

    "Oh! Well, I'm, I'm honored, Mr. Galt-" he started to say.

    "Please, call me Lloyd."

    "Ok, then, Lloyd. Call me Kermit."

    "Kermit. Right."

    "You see Lloyd, we would like to know more about the movie before we agree to do it," Kermit said.

    Lloyd hesitated before answering, his grey eyes seeming to freeze on the frog. "Well, um... here!" He handed Kermit a large manilla envelope. "Why don't you read the script? You'll need to read it anyways... learn your part and all."

    Kermit took the envelope. "Alright." This wasn't making any sense at all. Why didn't he just tell Kermit what the movie was about? "Are you sure you don't want to just give me, you know, a basic overview of the plot?"

    "No, just read the script." Lloyd's eyes narrowed on the frog like a hawk taking aim on it's prey. Then he suddenly relaxed and smiled at Kermit. "I'm sure you'll like it. It's perfect for you and your friends." He pulled his chair in, set his arms on the desk. "Now then, shall we discuss pay? I'm sure you're accustomed to getting a lot..."

    "Well now wait a minute, Lloyd," Kermit said. "We haven't even agreed to do the movie yet. We haven't even read the script. We don't even know what the movie is about!"

    Lloyd leaned back in his seat, his grey eyes growing narrow again. If it was possible, flames would have surely flown from his eyes. He stayed silent for what seemed like a long time. "Alright." he said finally. "Go read the script. Call me when you've decided to do the movie."

    " If we do the movie." Kermit corrected him.


    Kermit was relieved to be out of the hotel room. He got into the waiting cab, and slowly opened the manilla envelope and took out the script. He began to read as the cab slowly made its way to the boarding house.

    Meanwhile Miss Piggy was not at all pleased with having Gina on the couch. After breakfast she was making her way upstairs when she heard singing coming from the family room. She paused to listen.

    "Darling can't you see
    what you do to me?
    Oh, how you fooled me
    with those giggles, winks and nudges.
    The love that you gave me was
    a duplicate with smudges!"

    "Oh, brother." Miss Piggy muttered. "And she sings, too." She walked away, still listening to Gina sing,

    " 'Cause you put a piece of carbon paper
    under your heart,
    And gave me just a copy of your love!"

    Robin came home from school to find Gina reaching a book in her bag.

    "Hey, Gina" he said. "what are you doing?"

    "Oh hi, Robin. I was just going to read my book."

    "Oh. What book?'

    "It's called Old Con and Patrick. Hey, want me to read it to you?"

    "Sure!" The young frog hopped up onto the couch next to her.

    Soon Rowlf, Fozzie, Gonzo, Camilla, and all of the Electric Mayhem were crowded arounded Gina, listening intently to the story. Then Miss Piggy came downstairs and, seeing that all attention was focussed on Gina, was immediately jealous. Then she heard a piece of the story, and was immediately captivated. She hurried to the couch to hear the rest.

    It wasn't long after that when Kermit finally arrived in front of the Muppet Boarding House. He gave the cab driver his fair, then looked at the script and sighed. How would he tell them that they couldn't do this movie? They had all been so excited. But the script was disgusting and depraved, and even Pepe wouldn't stoop to that level. The story line itself was enough to make Kermit's stomach turn. He trudged wearily into the house and set the script in its envelope on the counter. Slowly, he made his way into the family room... and couldn't believe what he saw. Every single one of them was crowded onto the couch, listening to Gina read. It was a truly beautiful, heartwarming sight. It was exactly what he had needed after reading the script.

    Robin was the first to notice him standing there. "Hi, Uncle Kermit!" he said cheerfully, and a chorus of hellos followed.

    Kermit smiled. "Hello, Robin. Hello, everybody."

    "How was the meeting?" Gonzo asked eagerly. Gina looked around, confused. Meeting? What meeting? Oh well, it was none of her business.

    Kermit hesitated. "I'll tell you about it later. What are you guys reading?" He said, quickly changing the topic and sitting next to his nephew on the couch.

    "It's called Old Con and Patrick," Gina said.

    "Oh. That's a good book."

    Gina nodded, and continued the narration.

    "For the second time since his home-coming Patrick wanted to cry. The fall had wrenched his whole body, scraped the braces against his legs, rubbed the skin off his nose, and hurt his pride abominably..."

    Gina's parents came to pick her up after dinner. They thanked the muppets a thousand times for taking care of her, and were quickly ready to go. Gina hobbled to the door on her crutches, turning to face them before she went.

    "If you guys ever need anything... anything at all... I'll be happy to help you. You have my number." She said. And like that, she was gone.

    All attention immediately turned to Kermit.

    "So?" Rowlf asked. They all knew what he was asking about.

    Kermit sighed. This would be tough. "So, we're not doing the movie."

    "WHAT?!?" They were all shouting instantly.

    "What do you mean, 'we're not doing the movie'?"

    "Why not?"

    "What are you talking about?"

    "Why wouldn't we do the movie?"

    "QUIET!" Kermit shouted. He picked the script up off the counter. "It's no good, guys. It's absolutely disgusting. It has absolutely no morals at all, the jokes aren't the slightest bit funny, it's wretched!"

    They stood silently, staring at their leader in shock.

    Gonzo spoke up. "What about stunts?"

    Kermit shook his head. "The closest thing to a stunt is crossing a busy street."

    "Any love scenes?" Miss Piggy asked.

    Kermit sighed, opened the script to a page about half way through it. "This is the closest thing to a love scene, if you could even call it that." He handed the script to Miss Piggy, and the rest of the muppets crowded around, trying to read over her shoulder. Kermit pulled Robin away, shaking his head. There was no way he would let his nephew read that.

    Miss Piggy threw the script down on the floor, repulsed. "HE EXPECTS ME TO DO THAT!?!" she shouted. "Well, he can FORGET about it!" And the other muppets nodded in agreement. They wanted nothing to do with this pathetic excuse of a movie.

    "My point exactly." Kermit said. He went to the phone and called Lloyd. He got an answering machine, so he left a message. "Hello, Lloyd, this is Kermit the Frog calling about that script you gave me today. I've read through it, and we've all discussed it-" he looked around at his friends, "And we've decided that we're not interested in working on it. But thank you for the offer, and best of luck to you."

    He hung up. They stood around looking at Kermit, at the floor, at each other. They were bored. Again.

    "So now what?" Floyd asked. "We just go back to doing nothing?"

    "Rully, like, that was sooo dull," Janice added.

    "BORING! BORING!" Animal agreed.

    "No," Kermit said. "No, now we're going to do a new show." He had been thinking about it for a while now, without saying anything to anyone. But now it was clear that they needed something, and a show would be perfect. They would have total control over it, it would be an outlet for all their creative muses, it was perfect!

    And everyone else seemed to agree. They were all excited.

    "Oh, Kermie, really?" Miss Piggy gushed.

    "Yes, really. In fact, let's start on it tomorrow." The room roared with excitement. Kermit smiled, knowing that the same old same old was gone. "I'll have to get everybody together. We'll all meet at the theater." And with that, he picked up the phone and started dialing.

    "Hello, Scooter? It's Kermit. Yeah, listen, we need to do a new show. Yeah. So start calling people, and tell them all to meet at the theater tomorrow. Yeah. Here, why don't you call Rizzo, Pepe, Clifford, Beauregard- you know what, I'll call Beauregard. But call Pops..."
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  12. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Beauregard! Yeyeyey!
  13. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    yup, Beauregard. I thought you'd like that.
  14. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member


    I'm so captivated that I'm distracted from writing my own fan fic....although I promise to get back on it soon.

    But in the mean time I love yours!
  15. Skeeter Muppet

    Skeeter Muppet Well-Known Member

    Looking good, looking good. *nods* Loved the names of the paramedics. And it's not surprising that Piggy would be more concerned for the girl's hair than her healty.

  16. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    aw thanks!

    Beth please don't let me distract you. I'm dying to know what happens in your fanfic, too! And same goes for Beau. And everybody!

    So Kim how do you always pick up on EXACTLY the part that I throw in at the last minute for a laugh? I was WONDERING when somebody would notice the paramedics! Now did any one notice the doctor?

    I think I'm getting too much enjoyment out of this. It's fun!
  17. Skeeter Muppet

    Skeeter Muppet Well-Known Member

    *looks again* Ooh, clever. Very clever. I'm hoping we can count on more cameos as the story continues ;)

    And I guess I'm just attuned to that kind of thing. One fanfic writer that I read fairly regularly has a habit of putting in references to all kinds of things in her fics, some very subtle and others about as obvious as a boomerang fish upside the head. So I'm used to picking up on things like that.

  18. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    I forgot to comment on the paramedics! I was going to though, very clever! I also noticed the doctor, once again, very clever!
  19. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    you know, this fanfic is actually very annoying.
    I haven't slept much tonight... er, last night... because I keep itching to write. I've been lying in bed thinking up cameos and punchlines and "how should I work this part" instead of visiting the land of nod. It's all very frustrating, I assure you.
    So I hope you all enjoy this next segment, because what little sleep cycle I had was sacrificed for it.
  20. RedDragon

    RedDragon Well-Known Member

    I got the paramedics.
    And I realized the Dr. must be someone important,
    but who is he?
    I don't know that much outside muppet names to muppet faces.
    You know :mad: = Miss. Piggy and :halo: = Animal.
    That's me, so I could use some help here.

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