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FanFic - Love is Neverending

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by ReneeLouvier, Apr 10, 2006.

  1. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Rully great everybody's back together at the theater... Guess Fozzie was a bit overexcited to see them, what with the mass hugs... But I'm ready for whatever comes next, whenever it is it gets posted.
  2. Bill Bubble Guy

    Bill Bubble Guy Active Member

    Sara when you say in Chapter 13 after Jerry died I take it that must be a reference to Jerry Juhl right?

    You have done well mixing a little bit of fact and fiction with the reference to the Muppet Wizard of Oz movie and I eagerly anticipate whatever comes next:) :cool:
  3. ReneeLouvier

    ReneeLouvier Active Member

    Uh...nope. I was refferring to the name I gave to J.P. Grosse. Jerry...whatever P stood for Grosse. XD Um, I guess it could be Jerry Juhl too, if you wanted to see it that way. It was more of a passing statement, to rectify that they moved away, and into the farmhouse.

    I never felt right placing this into the story, but...aw heck I'll just say it here. Why Scooter and Sara moved out to the farmhouse, was to take care of Doc and Emily. They arn't sick, just old. And Sara missed her parents, and she has been an okay friend of Emily's for awhile now. That's one of the many reasons she knows the muppets personally. They also stayed because Sara's pregnant, which I didn't really talk about, cause I felt weird doing that. >>

    So yeah. Watching over the elderly, and basically getting away from the madness of the boarding house as well. I would also assume, that the Muppets had done touring and everything, and Scooter didn't really want to tag along, as he was married and trying to settle down some. (If that's even possible for a muppet. XD)

    Eee...don't shoot me. It's just what I think happened, but I didn't want to spell it out in the story.
  4. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Ah yes... Jerry Peters Grosse... You know, it's aluded to that the character of J.P. Grosse died, more likely was retired, in the extras and storyline of VMMCM: Very Merry Muppet Christmas Movie. Which explains why they have to save the deed to the theater...
    And Sara's pregnant? Would this be before or after or completely ignoring or erasing due to correction in the timeline of Operation Heartstrings?
    Don't worry Sara... Just have fun with the story, the particulars will get sorted out by our questioning. Look forward to whatever's next.
  5. ReneeLouvier

    ReneeLouvier Active Member

    I take completely ignoring Operation Heartstrings. XD This story dosn't go (although it mildly references) with "Sadie's Stories" at all. XD
  6. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Very popular choice.
    *Slams swatter down, missing the fly while waiting for more story to get posted.
  7. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Ooh, it's so sweet! I was away from my computer most of yesterday because I didn't work so I missed all the updates, but I just read them now and I LOVE them! I loved the wedding scene and the whole thing with Scooter and the letter asking him to come be part of The Wizard of Oz and wow! I also think it's ok that this doesn't necessarily go with Sadie's Stories. You can use the same characters in a completely different story, it's all good. :)
  8. ReneeLouvier

    ReneeLouvier Active Member

    Chapter Fifteen

    Late Springtime - 2004

    "How do you think this movie is going to go over, Scooter?" Kermit asked as he was walking around the sets outside. Scooter still had on his Assistant costume on, and had the jacket unbuttoned, it was quite hot outside.

    "Well...I think it'll go great boss!" He replied, quite happy with how it's been going.

    "But...Scooter. Honestly. Tell me what you think about it?" He replied, getting exhasperated.

    "...um...I think it'll go well. But...we can't really be sure, Kermit. We've got to see what happens with the test group and everything. But...I'm just not sure how it will work." He replied back, frowning softly. "I just hope they take it well."

    "We can only hope, Scooter." He stratched his face lightly. "I hate this makeup.."

    "At least you can see!" Scooter frowned, as he took off his green lensed glasses, and put on his normal ones. "That's a whole lot better."

    Sara stepped through the throng of muppets and stepped on Fozzie's tail, and he fell forwards when he tried to walk.

    "Oh, I'm so sorry Fozzie!! I didn't mean to do that!" She exclaimed, as he stood up and gently pulled at the tail, to get the footprint off of it.

    "That's okay. It's just a costume anyways. I didn't feel anything. How are you doing though??" He asked her, smiling through the furry suit he wore to portray him as the lion.

    "I'm doing fine, Fozzie. Thanks. Where's Scooter?" She asked him.

    "He's over there. Bright green costume, can't miss him! Wocka wocka!" He said, happily.

    "Thanks!" She trotted over towards him, smirking. "Hello there, short, green and handsome!"

    "Oh, hey Sara!" Kermit said, smiling through his thick facial costume.

    "I meant Scooter, Kermit!" She said, laughing. She leaned down and gave Scooter a huge hug, and a kiss on the cheek. "How ya doing?"

    "Fine. Have you seen Doc or Emily around here lately?" He asked her, frowning. "I wonder if they've finally gone back to the farmhouse.."

    "Yeah...I was wondering too.." Sara said, frowning softly.

    --------------------------

    "Are you sure you're alright, Emily??" Jerome asked, sitting at her bedside. She had been sick for quite awhile now, and was coughing deeply just then.

    "I'll...*COUGH*...be just fine, Jerome...I just need to rest, that's all." She said, looking down at his hands.

    "I could call the doctor again.." He said, softly.

    "There's no need for that, Jerome." Emily said simply, smiling gently. "Why don't you and Sprocket come up here, into the bed, give me some snuggly company?"

    "Sure..I guess." He and Sprocket slowly got into the bed, Jerome laying on top of the covers, and Sprocket at their feet. Emily snuggled down onto Jerome's chest, and smiled.

    "Thank you Jerome.." She said softly.

    "Your welcome, Emily...but...what's happening? You certainly aren't well...I can tell that.." He said gently, brushing her gray hair out of her eyes, as she laid on his chest.

    Unbeknownest to them, a small creature were standing by the door. He was only as tall as Doc's knee, and had bright bushy red hair. He was going to Emily's kitchen to get some of the radishes that she always left out for them to get, but he stopped to watch them.

    "Something's wrong..." He said to himself, as he inched inside the room. "Maybe I should get the guys...no...I'll tell them later when I get back." He said with a finality, as he stayed by the door watching them closely.

    Emily sighed softly, smiling; as she closed her eyes. She went to sleep on Jerome's chest, smiling.
  9. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Yaey for more story! But please no, don't let this be going the way I think it's going... Not now... Not when there's so much happiness in the Muppets, back together again for MWoO.
    And I'm glad that Boober has enough sense to know when something's wrong... Just please...
  10. ReneeLouvier

    ReneeLouvier Active Member

    It's not Boober, it's Gobo.

    And the way it's going?

    ....maybe, maybe not.
  11. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Ah, Gobo's hair is more of a pink color, that's probably why Ed thought it was Boober. Boober's hair is more orangy red. At least that's how I'd describe them.

    But anyway, I love that you brought Fraggles into the story! Yea!

    But, oh no, poor Emily! Poor Doc! What's going to happen? I wasn't expecting this to get sad! All right, I'll get some tissues and a teddy bear and I'll be ready for whatever you throw at us.

    Great stuff sissy. :)
  12. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Well... The way I remember it from my sighted days... Gobo had purplish hair, the same sort of shade as Telly's fur, a dark pinkish purple. And Boober's was red, a slight dark red-brown. Besides, Gobo went out into the workshop to get the postcards from his Uncle Matt, whereas Mokey or Boober would venture out into the Gorg's garden to get radishes... Maybe because Boober's the cook of the Fraggle Five, I sort of thought it was Boober from the first appearance of Fraggles at the beginning of this story. Oh well, whoever it may be, it doesn't detract from the story.
  13. ReneeLouvier

    ReneeLouvier Active Member

    Chapter Sixteen

    Early Summer - 2004


    A lone rocker rocked back and forth slowly. It's creaking was eerily loud and deafening in the silence of the farmhouse. A dark blue truck, and a black van sat in the driveway. The rocker rocked somemore a bit faster, getting agitated.

    "Sir?" A man asked from inside the house. The other person didn't respond. He asked again. "Mr. Christian?"

    "What?" He growled, his head down slightly, staring at the porch while he rocked.

    "She died of---"

    "I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!" He yelled, closing his eyes tightly. His hands gripped the arms of the chair tightly, his knuckles going white. Sprocket lifted his head, and laid it gently in Jerome's lap, whining softly.

    "..uh..um...we'll....uh..." He stammered, it was his first day on the job as coroner and he wasn't used to angry people just yet. He had been trained...but this was real. He felt his own heart breaking. He could see just what Doc was going through.

    An elderly couple, they hadn't been married for long they figured. Pratically newlyweds even. The man frowned, and was about to say something else, but he closed his mouth on better judgement and walked back inside to the others.

    "Did you tell him?" Another man asked him.

    "....I didn't have the heart to." The new man said softly. "He looked so...heartbroken."

    "Has he contacted other family yet?" The other man asked him, as he gently wrapped up the bed sheets around Emily.

    "Who else is there?" The newer man asked.

    The other man, whose name was John, picked up a picture from the nightstand and handed it to the other man, whose name was Josh. It was of Fozzie and Emily at Christmastime. He frowned softly, and set the picture down on the nightstand again. Two of the other men inside, gently placed Emily onto the gurney they had in the room, and took her out to the black van.

    Jerome didn't move, his glasses off; head downcast towards the ground. He stopped rocking when the gurney came outside. He looked over at it, and he saw the pale sky blue bedsheets gingerly wrapped around her body. Sprocket whined loudly, and Jerome petted Sprocket, as he stood up.

    "..thank you." He managed to say, before he went inside the house.

    "Will you be okay, Mr. Christian?" John asked, looking back at him.

    "...I'll be fine I guess..." He whispered, as he closed the door behind him.

    -----------------------------------

    "Oh I just can't wait to tell Ma just how well the movie went!!" Fozzie gushed as he drove down the dirt road up to the farmhouse. They passed a stark black van, but he didn't think anything of it. "She'll be SO excited!!!"

    "Just calm down, Fozzie. I'm sure she'll love knowing that you did well in the movie." Kermit replied, getting the last bit of makeup off of his face. They had jumped directly into Fozzie's old red truck after a publicity shoot in full makeup. So Fozzie was still dressed as the Lion, and Kermit, sans facial makeup was still the Scarefrog. Sara sat beside them, dressed in a pretty bright green dress, as she was the assistant costume designer, she was also with them eariler too. Scooter and Gonzo were in the back of the truck, holding on as it kept hitting bumps left and right.

    "Fozzie!! Watch out for that pothole!!" Scooter yelled from the back. *THUMP* He got shot nearly a foot into the air, and he found something to grip onto, and held on for dear life.

    "YAHOO!! This is SO cool!!" Gonzo exclaimed, as he was nearly thrown from side to side in the back of the truck. "Let go of that tire, and enjoy this Scooter!"

    "I'll enjoy it once we're there...." He moaned, clutching onto a grip underneath the top edge of the trucks bed.

    "WE'RE HERE GUYS!!" Fozzie bellowed out, as he leapt out from the truck. His "tail" was still going from side to side, it worked off of a balance principle within the costume. The more he moved, the more it moved, so it was lashing from side to side now. "MA!?" He yelled out.

    "It's kinda quiet isn't it?" Kermit mused, as he too stepped out, after Sara.

    "Maybe they went into town, Foz." Sara replied, smiling. "We can come back later."

    Fozzie got still for a moment, and he looked around. "The truck's still here though." He went up to the door, and knocked on it. "Ma!? Jerome?!"

    There was no answer inside the house. Not even Sprocket was barking...
  14. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Oh no!!!! *sniffles* I hope Doc didn't do something stupid! Poor Fozzie, how will he take the news. And the line about no sounds, not even Sprocket's barking gave me chills. Please don't leave us hanging here sissy!
  15. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    No.... That's what I thought might happen... But all was silent, even Sprocket wasn't barking? Oh man, that's even worse... Please post more soon, we wanna know what happened inside the farmhouse.
    And John and Josh, these random names? Or are they someone from the boards?
  16. ReneeLouvier

    ReneeLouvier Active Member

    You'll see what happens. Be a bit though.

    Yes, they were random names. Picked out of the air.
  17. ReneeLouvier

    ReneeLouvier Active Member

    Chapter Seventeen

    Early Summer - 2004


    Fozzie frowned, and knocked on the door once more. Louder, harder. Still no response. He frowned, and stared at the door, then peeked inside the windows, the curtains were drawn and no lights were on inside. He shuddered softly.

    "Somethings' wrong Kermit.." He whispered. "I need to get inside!"

    "Didn't Emily say something about we'll always be able to get inside, Fozzie?" He asked softly, glancing around the porch, still stratching at his face lightly.

    "The ROCK! Yes!!" Fozzie exclaimed, as he searched around down at the bottom of the steps, he found a small flat round rock. Underneath it was two keys. He leapt back onto the porch, and opened up the door slowly. Everyone walked inside, and the looked around.

    "Ugh...what smells?" Sara said, sniffing the air slightly. Scooter sniffed the air too, and followed it to the kitchen. There was a pot on the stove, the bottom getting burnt by the gas stove still being on.

    "They were boiling water in here..." Scooter said, as he flipped off the heat, and got a towel; taking the burnt bottomed pot off of the heat.

    Kermit turned towards the bedrooms. He heard some noises upstairs. Taking the stairs two at a time, he stopped in front of one of the doors. It was opened slightly. He heard the flipping of a book on the bed.

    ---------------------------------

    He sat on the bed, his face wet with tears. Sprocket had his head laying on his lap, looking up into his friends' eyes. He gently licked Doc's cheek, and Doc hugged him tightly, starting to cry again. On the bed in front of him was Emily's sundress. She was going to get dressed, eariler that morning out of her nightclothes to go to the doctor again. He had picked out her favorite sundress, with her hat and sunglasses and laid it all at the end of the bed, for when she woke up that morning.

    But....She never woke up.

    He stayed still, and wiped his eyes gently on his hankerchief and stared at the dress. He wondered why this had happened.

    "She...was so full of energy, Sprocket. Emily...never seemed to slow down. She got sick from time to time, but it was never this...bad." He said softly, rubbing Sprocket's head gently. Sprocket slid off of the bed, and trotted over to the nightstand, he picked up the picture with one of his paws, and brought it over to Jerome. "...how will I tell him, Sprocky?"

    Sprocket shrugged his hackles, and sat down. He didn't know how else to explain how he felt, so he howled.

    ------------------------------

    "What was that!?" Sara yelped, hearing the howling throughout the large old farmhouse. She and the others came up the stairs, where Kermit was seemingly glued to the floor. "Kermit, what's going on??"

    "Get Fozzie." He said, simply.

    "Why? What's going on?" She demanded. Kermit turned towards her, and gulped softly.

    "Something happened to Emily. Jerome's up here, I need you to get Fozzie up here now." He said softly, looking down the stairs, where Fozzie stood at the bottom of them.

    Sara turned away from Kermit, and relayed the message down through Scooter, and Gonzo. Fozzie took the steps three at a time, coming up quickly to the top. "Where's Ma, Kermit?" He said, exceedingly worried now.

    "I don't know, Fozzie. Maybe Jerome will know..." He said, pointing down the hall, to the open door.

    Fozzie made his way down the hall, and opened up the door slightly, looking inside. "Dad?"

    "...F..Fozzie....how did you? How did you know?" He asked quietly, looking down at the photo still in his hands. "I didn't even...call you yet."

    "Call me? About what? Please, please...tell me what's going on!!" He pleaded, getting nearer to the bed now, tears welling up in his eyes.

    Jerome sighed deeply, and brushed his hair out of his face. He wasn't sure what to say to him, so he was just going to be straightforward. "Emily died early this morning. In her sleep. I don't know...from what just yet. But the doctors have told me they'll call me when they find out. She's been sick for quite sometime, Fozzie."

    He stopped speaking for a moment, waiting to let it sink into the younger bear. Fozzie grew stone cold, rooted to where he stood.

    "...M-Ma's....dead?" He said slowly, his hands shaking. Jerome stood up, and leaned down, giving Fozzie a tight hug.

    "I'm sorry...Son.." He said softly into Fozzie's ear, as he hugged him.

    Fozzie returned the hug, and the both of them started crying hard. The tears never seemed to stop for either of them...
  18. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Oh gosh....it's so sad!!! Poor Fozzie! Poor Doc! I'm so happy they managed to make friends with each other though so they can support each other now. This is turning into quite a tearjerker.
  19. Leyla

    Leyla Member

    *Whimpers pathetically* Oh my goodness, you killed a Muppet... and Fozzie's mom no less... wowsers.

    WEll written and very poignant... I'm just so sad now. :(
  20. Bill Bubble Guy

    Bill Bubble Guy Active Member

    Hoo boy. What a sob sob fan fic this has turned out to be:cry: Thank God that Fozzie and Doc are here for each other:sympathy:
    I can't wait to hear more. Will the fraggles play a prominent part in further chapters at all? I would think Gobo would be sure to offer Doc his condolences since they finally met each other at the end of the Fraggle Rock TV series.


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