FanFic: Is That A Song There?

WHOA! Plot twist!! AWESOME RENEE!!!!

*hangs a right but hits a fire hydrant* ...Uh...Sorry Ed...

Ok, ok! I'm here! Take me with! And WOW what a plot twist! I wasn't expecting that! But I LOVE it!!! I'm on the edge of my seat again, you've got a habit of doing that to me Renee. All right Gonzo, full speed ahead!

Chapter Six

"THEY WHAT!?!?" Her scream could be heard ringing thoughout the boarding house, as she got right into Rowlf's face, he didn't move from his piano.

"They left, and they never even told me where they were going....to the grave to pick up Gonzo....then, then....THEY'VE GONE OFF TO NANNY'S HOUSE WITHOUT TELLING ME!?!!?"

Rowlf just simply nodded, picking up where he had left off in playing, Skeeter was about to have a connipition right there. She glared at Rowlf, and leaned against his piano.

"They told you why, didn't they? They tell you....and my brother, my twin no less decides he just isn't going to tell me, well that's fine and dandy!!"

"It's cause they knew you'd act like this." Rowlf said rather calmly and quietly, not looking at her.

"ACT LIKE---" She just realized she'd been yelling for a good 10 minutes over it now, she took a few deep breaths, and looked at Rowlf. "...this. I've always yelled so much, sorry."

"No need. I'm used to it. Just was kinda glad for awhile there it was only one of ya." He chuckled a bit, playing a more upbeat tune now, flipping the music sheet over.

She smirked at him. Still same old Rowlf, wise beyond his age and whatnot like that.

"When are we leaving then?" She said looking out the window, wondering where her brother was. He was still not perfectly healthy yet, but, when was he ever in his life?

Rowlf slowly closed the piano, and looked up at her. "We're not."

"I want to see the house again, and I want to make sure Scooter's alright. You'd probably want to see it again, don't you?"

"Kermit asked me to stay behind to watch over Robin."

"Oh, pfft. My mother could do that for him, couldn't you Mom?"

Sadie glanced up from a magazine she was reading, and blinked. "I could do what?"

"Watch over Robin for a few days!"

"Now why would I do that?"

"Because me and Rowlf are going on a little trip."

She chuckled a little bit, putting the magazine down. "Um, sure. But I have no idea what this kid does, Skeeter."

Rowlf smiled, seeing Robin coming down the stairs, dressed in his Frog Scout uniform. "Well, he does Frog Scouts on Mondays and Wednesays, and today's Wednesday, so, take him to Frog Scouts."

Robin stopped at the bottom step of the stairs and looked over at Rowlf. "Arn't you taking me, Rowlf?"

"I've got something's to do, Robin. Would you mind if Ms. Sadie took you?"

"Not at all! Comeon, Ms. Sadie, let's go!!" He hopped over and grabbed Sadie's hand and led her outside, then the two got in her car and drove off to his Frog Scout's meeting.

"Well, that was easy." Skeeter laughed, smiling at Rowlf. "Let's get going then, shall we?"

"Certainly." He said mockingly, with a sweet smile on his face. They walked out to her car, and went down towards the main shops of Hensonville. She stopped in front of the clock shop, she remembered something she had to do.

Rowlf looked around a bit, then over at Skeeter. "Why are we stopping here?"

Skeeter was digging around in her purse for a small plastic bag, inside it contained a beautiful silver watch on a thin chain. The watch seemed to be broken, the glass shattered. "I need to get this fixed, and Beth said she could fix this type of watch for me."

"Oh. Alright." He and Sadie walked inside the shop, and Rowlf looked rather bored, waiting for Sadie, as she spoke to another worker inside the shop. Beth walked over to him, and smiled.

"Hey there, long face. What's the problem??"

He cradled his head in his hand, looking to the side. "Eh, it's nothing."

"Come on, it's gotta be something. How are your friends doing?"

Rowlf wondered why this woman was asking so much about them. Skeeter walked up beside Rowlf, and poked him in the shoulder.

"Time to go, hound dog." She smiled, then looked up at Beth. "Oh hey Beth! Haven't seen you in sometime. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine, but I'm worried about your friend here. He looks really down."

Skeeter stopped for a moment, about to say something. She sighed. "A good friend of ours died a couple of weeks ago, and another close friend of ours....well, we're worried for him, Beth. So we're going to go see how he's doing."

"Oh." Beth felt kinda bored with her work at the moment, as she was actually about to close shop early today, she then smiled; remembering the small blue guy, and how forlorn he looked last night. "Gonzo, isn't it?"

Skeeter looked up very astonished. "Yeah! How do you know him?"

"I helped him last night, with some flowers he needed for someone...special. Could I go with you guys. I've been worried about the little blue guy all last night."

"Sure I guess."

"Um, I've also got a friend too, the florist beside me, he'd really like to come as well."

Rowlf looked at Skeeter, and he shook his head. "Random people."

She smiled, patting his shoulder. "I have a feeling these random people may help him, okay?"

"Twin's intuitition?"

"Nope. Woman's intuitition. Now, time to go. Get that florist and both of you hop in my car!"

After they had met each other, all four of them got into Skeeter's car, and they headed down to Nancy's house. A large bouquet of flowers were now sitting in Skeeter's trunk, while an old grandfather clock sat beside them. Nancy had brought that old clock in to get fixed, and she forgot to get it again.

Beth only thought it fitting to return it to it's proper house again. Rowlf just wondered how he got saddled with some guy he didn't know, and two women. Skeeter looked over at him, and she smiled as she drove.

"That's just the way life is, Rowlf. Never let women drive or make decisions."

Rowlf propped his chin in his hand, leaning against the window, watching the trees line the roads; thinking. He looked over at Skeeter, and smiled, his thoughts drifting back to an old song he and Kermit had sung.

'You can't live with 'em, you can't live without them, there's something irristableish about 'em...'

Chapter Seven

Sadie sat around this small campfire, watching the other boys do wilderness stuff. Telling ghost stories or trying to make fires with just two sticks. She was kinda hoping this would be short, as...well, she and nature aren't the best of friends.

"Ow!" She slapped another misqoutie away from her, sighing softly. "So when does the troop leader get here?" She asked Robin, smiling. While digging in her purse for some bug spray. With all those frogs and toads around she had hoped she wouldn't need it.

"Oh, he's not coming today." One of the boys piped up. Sadie looked around for a moment, she seemed to be the only adult there.

Another small frog laughed. "Yeah, whichever adult stays is the Troop Leader for today!!"

Robin giggled a bit, and clambered into Sadie's lap, while two other frogs quite happily placed a dark green sash around her shoulders, and a small green hat on her head. She just sat there, kinda bewildered.

"Ribbit Ribbit, Scoutmaster....uh....Whatever-Your-Name-Is!!" All the small frogs ribbited and laughed happily.

"Ribbit...ribbit....kids." She smirked, just shaking her head, looking down at her purse. The kids were really happy and everything, they seemed to like Ms. Sadie.

"She's Frog Scoutmaster Grosse, guys!" Robin piped up, smiling. He leaned over to Sadie for a second. "They're just playing around. Scoutmasters sick, and apperently everyone else got sick. The last adult that had to back out already asked me to find someone just for today."

"And I'm the lucky one?" She said smiling.

"Yeah, I guess so." He looked at his badges for a second, smiling.

Sadie thought for a moment, of something for 8 energitic frogs to do. And it had to be naturey too. She smiled, and started walking towards the small forested area.

"Well, guys. Let's go check out...some of the types of trees around here, and...um..."

The kids smiled, then one of the boys piped up. "Let's camp outside tonight! Let's have a camping trip!!!"

All the boys agreed, and Sadie figured, might as well. They'll enjoy it I guess. So they started to set up camp a little ways into the forest.

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Gonzo's truck pulled up in front of Nancy's house, and he just sat there for a little while, looking at the house. Kermit and the others piled out of the back of the truck, and walked around a little bit, stretching.

"It has been awhile, hasn't it Beaker?" Bunsen inquired, while looking over that old house. Beaker was just silent, looking around.

Scooter opened the door of the truck, and just sat on the seat, looking at it. It has been too long, he thought. After their parents had come to get everyone, they must've just lost contact from her. He sighed, looking over at Gonzo.

"We might as well go inside. It dosn't do us any good just standing around out here."

Gonzo nodded. "Yeah, I guess we should go inside." He walked up to the front, and found his keys, and fumbled around with them. None of them fit the lock. "Uh-oh."

"Uh-oh what?" Piggy asked, it was so cold outside, they all wanted to get in that house and turn the heat up.

"The keys won't work. I don't have the right one, guys." He looked back at them, smiling nervously.

"Oh great. Weirdo here dosn't have the right key. It's so cold out here." She stomped around in the snow, trying to keep warm. Kermit was already shivering like mad. "Kermie??"

"T-Try...being a f-f-frog, Piggy..." All he had on was a thin red scarve, and quite a thin old brown coat. Other then that it was just him and the winter elements at his mercy.

Bunsen was looking at the old round window, and peering inside, he saw a small latch at it's bottom. "Piggy, do you have a hairpin on you?"

She was hugging Kermit tightly, underneath her own fur and leather coat now, trying to get him warmed up some. "Yeah, yeah." She pulled a silvery hairpin out of her hair, handing it to Beaker. "But hurry up, Kermie's about to freeze to death out here!!"

Kermit gulped a little, leaning against Piggy. 'It's...not that bad, Piggy. We frogs just go to sleep until it gets warmer, that's all. We'd have to be literally stuck waist deep in snow to die from cold."

Piggy smiled, and hugged Kermit again. "That's good to know, Kermie."

"Ah-ha! Got it guys!! He opened up the nursery window, and everyone piled inside, two at a time. The last inside was Scooter and Fozzie. Scooter's shoelace got caught on the windows edge, and he tugged at it hard. He tugged again, and got hurled into the room, landing on top of everyone else.

"Oow." He sat up, and saw he was less a shoe. Fozzie grabbed it for him, tossing it across the room. "Sorry, guys. You okay?"

Everyone stood up, mumbling. Fozzie closed the window back. It was kinda odd being back in the nursery, after so long. Piggy handed Kermit her jacket, while she walked down the hall out of the nursery to go down to the basement and turn the boiler on, get some heat in that old house. Gonzo walked around, wondering why Nancy had decided to give him...everything she owned.

He saw the closet, and he smiled, opening it. He saw it was just simply a storage closet. Clothes, and excess toys, and whole bunch of rollerstates as well. "Hm. I'm gonna go check out the other rooms, guys."

He walked down the hall, and saw a room just beside the kitchen, down a smaller hall, he never noticed it actually. He walked down the tiny hall, and opened the door. He noticed it was her bedroom. Quite simple, a large bed, with two nightstands. A soft chair in one corner, and a large vanity. He saw some pictures tucked into the edge of mirror. It was some pictures of the kids, of themselves as babies. A small book of emergency numbers sat on that vanity, beside a telephone. He flipped through it. He saw the number for Wilson's Pet shop; in case something had happened to Kermit. Hortense's for Piggy, and Emily's for Fozzie. He saw an emergency number for everyone. He was a little suprised when he even saw a number for Skeeter and Scooter.

"She knew about J.P. then." He nodded to himself, he flipped more through that book, but he never saw a number for himself. "So I was alone. Why don't I remember the others coming into the house then? Why don't I remember growing up with her, before the guys??"

"Maybe because you don't want to remember, Gonzo." Kermit said, while leaning against the doorframe. He was still shivering a little bit, but not outright shaking anymore.

"Do you need another coat or something?"

"No, I'll be fine. But thanks. But like I said, maybe you just don't want to remember because those memories are really sad."

"Then why do I remember the day I was left alone in the nursery. When it was just me and Nanny!?"

Kermit stopped for a moment. He never knew Gonzo was totally alone here. "I thought Scooter had stayed behind. What happened?"

"You wouldn't know when we left anyways. You left us first, Kermit."

He sat down on the bed, beside Gonzo, and he smiled. "I know, but it was for good reasons. Still what happened?"

Gonzo nodded, looking down at the phone numbers again, he smiled a little bit.

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Scooter and Gonzo had both finished lunch, and were running back to the nursery to start back on their game. They were playing 2 man baseball. Gonzo did all the people, and Scooter was the pitcher.

"Alright, straight down the middle. Where I can hit it REALLY far, Scooter!! Put some muscle behind it!!" He was swinging the toy bat, imitating what he saw on TV last night.

Scooter looked at Gonzo, and frowned. "I'm trying my best Gonzo! Alright...swing batter-batter, swing batter-batter, SWING!!" He threw the baseball as hard as he could, and Gonzo swung the bat as hard as he could, and they collided.

The baseball went hurtling towards the door, which was opening.

"NANNY WATCH OUT!!" Both of them yelling, as they saw not Nanny's hand, but a male's hand reach out and grab the ball before it could hit Nanny's face.

"Sorry Nanny!!" Gonzo yelled, as he and Scooter ran up to the door. They stopped at the bottom of the small stairs, looking up at the two adults.

The young man smiled at Nanny, and nodded. He had an unlit cigar in his mouth, as he smiled down at Scooter.

"Looks just like his mother, bless his soul." The man said quietly to Nanny.

Renee, I love you and hug you AGAIN for putting me in the story even more! Well, my fan fic self like Ed said. This is awesome! I'm glad Rowlf and Skeeter are going, it wouldn't be right if they didn't! I like how the other Muppets entered the nursery through the window. And the memories and gosh, it's just so awesome! Keep it coming, I'm anxious for more!

Chapter Eight

"Hey there kids." The young man sat down on the steps, and smiled at them. "Hey there, Scooter. Do you remember me?"

Scooter shook his head, then took off his glasses, rubbing them a bit, cleaning them. He looked back at the man, and put his glasses back on. "No. I don't know you. Sorry.."

He smiled. "It's okay." He looked back at Nancy. He wasn't sure how to say this to the boy, that he was leaving. "You like playing?"

"Yeah, me and Gonzo play all the time together!" He had the catcher's mitt on his hand still. "We were playing baseball eariler...sorry about that."

A wonderful thought entered into his mind, he didn't want to worry the poor boy anymore then he might be already. "Oh that's fine! Hmm....would you three like to go to a play today?"

Gonzo made a face, looking off to the side. "A play, yuck. Like opera you mean?"

"No, not like opera. Vaudeville!! Bright lights, beautiful secnery!!" He stood, throwing out his hands, smiling, making something of a stage right there it seemed. "Singing, and dancing....feats of daring delight! I've got a couple of close friends, and some other players back in Hensonville who have created a troup. They're going to be doing some plays today in my theater!"

Scooter gasped, smiling. "Your theater!! You own a theater!"

Nanny smiled, she leaned over and whispered to the man. "I think you've got his attention, Jerry. Gonzo's been wanting to go to that new Ripley's Museum of Odd and Amazing Things, I'll see if he wants to go there, while you take Scooter to the theater. We'll meet back in a few hours."

"Right, Nancy. Sounds like a good plan." He smiled down at Scooter. "Me and your Nanny have been talking boys. Now, Scooter, how would like to spend the day with me at my theater, watching the acts?"

Scooter's face lit up hearing that. He really enjoyed watching stuff like that on TV, but to see it upclose! "Wow, yeah!"

Nanny kneeled down in front of Gonzo. "Gonzo, how about we go the that odd and crazy musesum you've been wanting to go to?"

"Can we really, Nanny!?"

"Certainly! Scooter will go with Mr. Jerry. You'll come with me, and after a few hours, we'll both be here eating supper together. Sounds like a good plan boys?"

Both of them were pratically dancing in happiness. "YEAH!! GREAT IDEA NANNY!!!" They both yelled happily.

The four of them then left the nursery.

Scooter and Jerry went to the theater, and they saw beautiful acts in the repaired theater. Scooter got a bit bored by the comedian, so Jerry handed him his clipboard, with some clean paper, and a crayon. Scooter started drawing, until the next act came on.

Jerry leaned over and whispered to Scooter. "You can keep that clipboard if you want."

He giggled, continuing doodling on the paper. "Thank you!"

Nanny and Gonzo went to that odd museum, and Gonzo loved every minute of it. She held him up close to the glass so he could see the things he was too short to see. He saw the orginal cannon that the cannonball man had used, with it's cannonball on the ground beside it.

"Woooah! I want to be a stunt person, just like him Nanny!!"

She snickered softly, looking down at him. "I don't think you could take a cannonball to the stomach, Gonzo!"

"I don't want to take a cannonball, I want to BE a cannonball!!"

Nancy laughed, as the two walked on further into the museum.

Later that night, all four of them were back at the house, sitting at the table, eating supper. Gonzo was chatting away about the museum to Jerry. Scooter was picking at his food, not really eating.

Nancy laid her fork down, and looked over at him, worried. "Scooter, what's the matter?" Gonzo stopped chattering, and looked at Scooter as well.

Scooter sounded like he was about to cry now. "I'm leaving you guys.." He pushed his plate forward, and buried his head in his arms, sobbing.

Gonzo stood up in his booster seat, then toppled out of it. Normally, he's not one to cry, but he was so suprised by it, he did. Nanny picked both of them up, and carried them into the nursery, setting them both down on the couch, on either side of her.

"Scooter, what on earth are you talking about?" She knew full well what he was talking about, but she just didn't feel it was right to reveal that.

He sniffled, and took his glasses off, laying almost in Nanny's lap now. "He's my Uncle. I'm going to go live with him..." He almost started to cry again, but Nanny rubbed his back gently.

"Scooter, it can't be that bad...you...you're going to see your family again."

He just bawled, clinging onto Nanny's dress, his glasses on the floor. "I'LL NEVER SEE MY SISTER AGAIN!!!" He was crying so hard, he started coughing badly, this deep horse cough.

Nancy wasn't sure what to do, Gonzo was about to start crying again, but he looked way to tired to do so. He was just sniffling, laying against the armrest of the couch. She picked up Gonzo, while cradling Scooter in one arm. She laid Gonzo down in the crib, and she stood there for a moment.

"Why don't you get some sleep, Gonzo. I'm going to get Scooter some cough medicine. Alright?"

Gonzo just mumbled something, while he drifted off to sleep. His nightmares that night were of him being alone in this world. No family that he knew of. Nobody like him.

Chapter Nine

He opened his eyes, he wasn't in his crib anymore, he was back in Nanny's bedroom.
He felt so alone. He wished he could remember more then that. But his memory was blank.

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Scooter walked around the nursery, with both shoes off. He stopped and looked at the old cribs. He wondered how they ever fit in them in the first place. He absentmindly stratched his scarred stomach, looking at the old TV. He turned it around, curious if it still worked.

Piggy watched from the couch, a little bored. She heard a car drive up near the house, and she glanced over her shoulder, the first thing she saw was a redhead young woman, with thick glasses. She looked positively angry.

"Um, Scooter. You didn't tell Skeeter we were coming here did you?"

He was still crouched down behind the TV, reconnecting some wires, and was trying to see if it would turn on. "No. I didn't feel that she needed to know."

"Well, she's coming this way and she looks quite angry."

Before Scooter could stand up, she was in the nursery. She glared at him for a second, then shook her head. "Why didn't you tell me, Scooter?"

He looked over the TV, at her, and he smiled. "I didn't have the time to, Sis. I had to make sure Gonzo was okay, so I was the first to leave with him."

"Oh. So what's happened with him anyways?"

Before Scooter or Piggy could respond, the door opened again into the nursery, and Gonzo walked inside, smiling.

"We're going to use this house as something for children guys. Don't really know what yet, but it'll be great!"

Piggy stared at him, lounging against the couch, trying to keep warm still, the house wasn't completely heated up yet.

"You're what? That's sweet and all, but why?"

"Well, Nancy always helped me, and all of us, actually. She's told me once, she always cared for children. And this house is perfect for something for children! Can't really be an orphanage or anything like that, but...we'll all figure something out."

Skeeter smiled. "Who gave you the idea, Gonzo? Or did you figure it out yourself?"

"Well, actually Kermit and Ed here helped me with it. I was talking over with Kermit about what is good and well, not so good with the house, and apperently Ed overheard us talking, and he suggested something with helping children."

"And how would he know anything about Nancy?"

Ed smiled, and nodded. He was leaning against the open door. "All the plants in this house were real, and she bought them from me. She always had to buy more, cause you all kept breaking them." He laughed a little, remembering the many times Nancy had come into his shop, and brought a broken clay pot, with a badly damaged plant in it.

Skeeter nodded. "That sounds like a great idea Gonzo, Ed. But where do we begin?"

Scooter stood up from the floor, and looked around the room for a moment. "We'd need to get the floor plans, so we can know what we're looking at. Then we can also find out utilities, available acreage, and also what runs where underneath the ground."

"What are you talking about, Scooter?" Piggy asked, looking quite interested, but also confused.

"We'll almost have to bulldoze this house Piggy. It's in really bad shape."

Wow, quite a short and diginifed reply. I'm really used to nitpicks and such from you! *poking gentle fun at Ed right now*

Your reviews are what make my stories shine you know!

P.S. I hope I didnt' make you angry with the way I presented you.

More great writing going on! Bulldoze the house! Wow, that will be really hard for the Muppets to deal with I'm sure, but should make for some more good story to come! Looking forward to more!

Yay! More in about 10 mins or so! (more like 30 mins. XD)

Chapter Ten

"Bulldoze the house!?" Kermit exclaimed, standing beside Gonzo now. "We can't bulldoze this house, Scooter!"

"I've been looking around the nursery for sometime, guys. It's in really bad shape. The pipes rattle, the floor feels like it has some underlaying damage to it. The walls are crumbling away from the foundation, and it's sunken in near this corner of the house." He frowned, he didn't like the idea of bulldozing it just as much as Kermit didn't like it.

"What if we just pitched in, and fixed it up?" Skeeter offered. It didnt' sound like a bad plan either, everyone was soon picking up on it, agreeing with her.

"That would work, but it would take a long while. And a good bit of money too. Gonzo, what do you think of it? Fix it up, or bulldoze it?" Scooter looked at him, wondering what he would say.

"We'll fix it up. We simply can't bulldoze this house, it has....way too many memories for us. Everyone will help pitch in, right?"

They all agreed, and the first thing they did, was put all the furniture housewide into the basement, then they pulled up the carpeting, and the wallpaper. Once everything was bare, they sat in the middle of the bare nursery.

"Heh. You wouldn't know this was a nursery now would you?" Scooter laughed a little, and laid back on the bare wood floor, looking around. The last thing they had to do was figure out how to fix the sinking corner of the house.

They closed up the house, and walked outside. They looked at the house, and walked back to their cars.

Gonzo's only thought was how was he going to save that house...which was now his? As he drove, his thoughts turned back to the day Scooter had left. He lost his only friend that was left then.

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"I can't believe he left Nanny..." Gonzo sat lonely at the breakfast table, slowly eating his cereal. Nanny sat beside him, eating some eggs and sausage, while drinking some coffee.

"I know, Gonzo. But Mr. Jerry is Scooter's uncle. He came to get him. I couldn't really stop him."

"But why not? You...you always are here for us? Why did you let them go?"

Nanny paused for a moment, and set her fork down. She wasn't sure how to answer that for the little guy. She wasn't sure either why she had even started to care for them. They had lived with her for nearly two years by then.

"Everyone has to move on, Gonzo. It's just the way of life, you know?" She took another sip of her coffee, and smiled at Gonzo. She patted his head softly. "Anyways, you'll always have me you know."

"Yeah..." He got off of the chair, after he finished his cereal, and he walked down to the nursery, and sat down on one of the pillows for a moment.

It seemed so huge to him. So empty. He grabbed Camilla and placed her on top of a ball, and tried to get her to spin with it, without her falling off. He watched the ball spin perfectly, until it hit the leg of Rowlf's piano. Camilla went flying, and landed in the open drawer, the ball rolled over, and hit Scooter's small printer. He just sat there. He didn't feel like moving.

He got up about 5 minutes later, and he grabbed Camilla, and shut off the lights, although it was morning, he crawled up into the crib and went back to sleep. He wished, when he woke up, he'd see his friends walking through the door of the nursery again.

That would be such a happy thing, he thought.

Wow...Wow...WOW!! This is so amazing Renee!! You brought in Ed and Beth which is fantabulous!! And Gonzo is simply amazing!! I love how you're writing this! And I cannot wait for more!!