Chapter Four
Scooter was asleep in Sara's lap, and Robin in his. The entire theatre was dark, with a slim beam of the morning's sunlight peeking through a window high above them. The light shone gently through the backstage area, it was soft, and made the place seem heavenly almost. They were angels, napping in the early sunlight, of a beautiful new morn.
Deadly, on the other hand; sat in the waning darkness, his hands clasped tightly together. He watched them closely, and he wondered why they stayed so long after everyone else had gone home. Also why Kermit wasn't bursting into the theatre, to find out where his nephew was. His gaze shifted from them, to the theatres door, which was opening quickly with a slam. He stood up, and watched as most of the muppets spilled into the theatre, quickly going down the aisles. Kermit was at the head of them.
"ROBIN!" He yelled, anger evident on his face. Piggy, for once in her life, was trying to calm him down, so he would stop yelling.
"Oh, Kermie. Because he's here, he's safe, and you know it!" She said, halfway pleading, halfway threatening him to stop. "Please, stop shouting!"
"I can't BELIEVE Robin left in the middle of the night, without even telling me Piggy! He's only 5 years old!" Kermit was fuming then, as he was striding into the backstage area, he was about to yell, when he saw the portrait that lay in front of him.
Robin was curled up, nestled in Sara's chest, and Sara had been laying in Scooter's lap, although now he was laying beside Sara, instead of sitting up. All of them were still asleep, and Fozzie smiled when he saw the Scooter had his arms around Sara, protecting her, and that Sara had a hand gently on Robin, protecting him. Kermit's anger dissapated when he saw that they were trying to be safe, and he even smiled when he saw Deadly, watching over them.
"Thanks, Uncle Deadly." Kermit said softly. Deadly frowned, and started to walk back towards his room. "Deadly? Where are you going?"
"Back to my room, frog. Too much...kindness to deal with. I perfer the darkness to this anyways." He said, frowning still quite deeply.
Robin was beside Sara, curled up on her shoulder, snoozing softly. Fozzie reached forward and tried to pat Scooter awake, and he just mumbled and turned over, and ended up with his nose between Sara's breasts. Clifford started snickering a little bit, and Fozzie just blushed seeing that.
"Scooter!!" He said urgently, patting Scooter once more on the back, while pulling him away from Sara. He didn't realize this, he thought Sara was his pillow, and he did not want to get up for anything.
Sara felt hot breath against her, and she softly opened her eyes, and looked down. She knew Robin had fallen asleep at her chest, but when she saw the shock of red dreaded hair, she instantly went red in the cheeks.
"Oh my..." She whispered, her face hot and red then. She shifted a little, causing Scooter's head to slowly go from between her chest, to the floor itself. He woke then, and looked over, and he noticed Sara's face.
"What's wrong?" He asked, still quite sleepy.
"I can't believe you..." Sara said with a smirk. "You...your face was..." She stammered, her cheeks getting more hot, and her face became flushed. "Robin was here with us, and you had your face here!" Sara was finally able to get out, and she placed her hand where his face had been only moments before. He instantly went a deep shade of red too. Robin woke up, and quietly walked over to his Uncle, watching them with a small smile on his face.
"I...I'm sorry!" Scooter looked to be out of breath just then. "Wow..um...I guess I thought...you were my...pillow." He said with an incredelous look on his face. Clifford was on his butt, screaming with laughter, Pepe and Rizzo were right beside him roaring loudly, the sound was almost deafening.
"Yeah, she was definately yo' pillow man!!" Clifford yelled out, between fits of his rolling laughter. Scooter looked away from his friends, his face wasn't even orange anymore, it was nearly completely red, from his eyes to his chin. He was blushing SO hard, he looked like he was going to pass out almost.
"Scooter...it isn't that bad." Sara said softly, then she blinked a couple of times, and put on her own glasses, her eyes flew open, seeing just how red he was, and that he looked to be having a bit of trouble. Without another word, she reached forward, and unbuttoned his jacket taking it off of him. She then started to pull his shirt off as well, working quickly and efficently.
"Woah, woah, woah! We got kids in here, ya know!!" Rizzo interjected, running up between the two. Sara didn't look at him, as she even started to quickly undo Scooter's belt just a little bit, so he could breathe easier.
"Move it rat, or you're going to be across the room. He's having trouble breathing and he's overheating for some reason. Someone get me a fan, NOW." Sara said, as she grabbed a magazine and started to wave it towards Scooter, making a gentle breeze. She looked at him, concern etching her face. "Sweetie, what's wrong? What's going on??"
"I...I don't know...I just....I can't breathe!!" He panted out, turning his head slightly, to try to get cooled off, and to get more air moving. He was hot to the touch, and was actually starting to sweat some now, he finally took a few deep breaths, and was calming down once more.
"Just take deep breaths, slow deep breaths. This has happened to Lisa once before....just slow, deep breaths." Sara was softly rubbing his shoulders as he was trying to take deep breaths like she said. Gonzo set the fan beside them, and turned it on; the cool breeze washing over them gently. Piggy brought over a small plastic tub with ice cold water, and a washcloth, she kneeled down and wrung out the washcloth, placing the icy cloth to his forehead.
"Does that help, Scooter?" Piggy asked softly, watching with a worried expression. "Has this ever happened before?"
Scooter couldn't answer, he was just trying to keep himself calmed down and trying to get cooled off. Sara frowned, and dipped her hand in the water. She took her wet, icy hand, and started to gently rub his shoulders again, keeping him cooled off.
"Ever since he got back from the swamps, he's been telling me that he's been out of breath every now and again. His chest has been hurting. Or he's said he felt like he was going to pass out." She gave him a gentle kiss, as he started to lean back across her, now trying to relax. "You okay honey?"
Scooter nodded, and closed his eyes for a moment. His breathing was finally regulated and he coughed a couple of times. "I've just not been...up to speed...I guess."
"Not up to speed?" Sara asked, looking down at him. She felt his bodily heat easily through her own shirt, he was still hot as blazes. But at least he had calmed down now, and was in the process of cooling off. She frowned softly, gently placing her hand square on his chest. "I could cook an egg on your chest, Scooter. You are that hot right now."
He looked down at himself, and he frowned softly. He smiled a little, and closed his eyes, still taking deep, slow breaths. At least he was getting better, so he thought.
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