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Muppet FanFic: The Offer

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Kristine73, Apr 3, 2015.

  1. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Hi Everyone! This is my latest story and I got this idea from watching Muppets Tonight and Muppets from Space. The title comes from a line from one of my favourite songs by Canadian folk singer Stan Rogers 'Turnaround'. I'm still not entirely sure how this is going to go, but without further ado - or perhaps a don't! - here it is.

    The Offer

    Prologue

    1999

    Kermit sat in the living room of the Muppet Boarding House sipping on a cup of cocoa. The majority of the residents had already turned in and Kermit had to admit he was enjoying the peace and quiet. Glancing at the clock on the wall Kermit saw it read 10.30pm. ‘Well, with a bit of luck, they will be here in about another half an hour or so.’ thought Kermit as he turned his attention back to a book he was reading.

    “Kermit?” Looking over to the living room door Kermit saw Fozzie standing there is his night hat and smiled at him.

    “Hello Fozzie.” said Kermit.

    “Kermit, I’m heading off to bed now.”

    “Alright Fozzie. Good night.”

    “Aren’t you going to bed Kermit?” Fozzie asked.

    “Not for a while Fozzie.” answered Kermit with a smile. “I’m waiting up for some old friends who will be arriving tonight.”

    “Really! Who?” asked Fozzie excitedly, very intrigued. With Kermit, the friends could be absolutely anyone – ranging from his Sesame Street buddies to the guys who worked on Muppets Tonight plus everyone in between. ‘I hope its Ernie from Sesame Street! He’s so much fun and always laughs at my jokes!’ he thought.

    “You will find out tomorrow morning.” answered Kermit.

    “Do you want me to stay up with you and keep you company?” Fozzie inquired hopefully.
    Kermit merely smiled and shook his head. “No thank you Fozzie, I am just fine!”

    “Okay Kermit.” replied Fozzie. “Hey, I better go to bed right now! After all, the sooner you go to sleep, the sooner it’s tomorrow! Goodnight!”

    “Goodnight Fozzie!” Kermit watched the furry funny-man hurry upstairs to his room. ‘One good thing about Fozzie, he accepts what I want to tell him. If it was Miss Piggy she’d still be here begging me to give her a hint!’ he thought.

    Kermit stood up to stretch for a moment. Glancing around the room before he sat down, his gaze fell on the kitchen dresser, whose shelves held a number of family photographs. “Hmmm”, hummed Kermit thoughtfully as he made his way over to the piece of furniture and studied the various photos for a few minutes. One photo in particular caught Kermit’s eye and he picked up the frame. ‘Now that’s quite a family!’ he thought fondly, smiling at the picture.

    Returning the photograph to its place, Kermit headed back into the living room to continue waiting for his friends. Friends he, nor anyone else at the Muppet Boarding House, had not seen for nearly 3 years…..
     
  2. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Chapter 1

    1989

    Zoot hung his freshly ironed shirt on a coat hanger and then carefully folded the ironing board back into the wall. The rotten thing had a bad habit of falling back down and dropping an iron on your head if you weren’t careful! And for some totally inexplicable reason Zoot seemed to be the only person with the knack of opening it properly.

    The sounds of Animal washing his hair in the toilet bowl brought Zoot’s thoughts back to why he was ironing his shirt in the first place. Tonight Zoot and Animal were sitting in with Solid Foam on tonight’s episode of MuppeTelevision after Flash and the lady drummer had realised they had been double booked and decided to take the other gig. It was certainly going to be a different experience, considering Zoot and Animal had played with no one but the Electric Mayhem for more than 15 years, however Doctor Teeth had seen Solid Foam in action and admitted he was impressed with the group.

    “Hurry up Animal!” shouted Floyd. “You can’t keep Kermit and Jim waiting and you still need to blow-dry your hair!”

    “O-kay!” called Animal. Floyd sighed and headed back to rooms he shared with the Electric Mayhem. Noticing the door to Doctor Teeth’s bedroom was shut he knocked on the door and called “Hey Zoot! You decent?”

    “Yeah, come in.” came Zoot’s muffled reply. Floyd pushed the door open and spotted Zoot doing up the buttons on the shirt he had just finished ironing. Giving a low whistle, Floyd clapped his hand on Zoot’s shoulder.

    “Lookin’ sharp there, my man!” observed Floyd admiringly.

    “Thanks.” said Zoot. For today’s performance Zoot had decided to wear his new shirt, a black and white animal print which was a birthday gift from Janice along with the black braces Floyd had given him. Clipping the braces in place Zoot asked “You coming down to the studio to watch us in action?”

    Floyd frowned. “Now, Zoot. How long have you been in a rock and roll band? You know there just ain’t no room for two bassists!” he stated firmly, before smiling. “Of course, I can’t deny that Clifford isn’t one hip dude!”

    Zoot laughed. He knew Floyd wasn’t planning on coming today. “I hope Animal doesn’t kick off without you there to control him!” he sighed.

    “Oh just feed him if he does.” answered Floyd. “Num-nums always works!” Floyd paused for a moment and looked Zoot up and down “You know, Janice is gonna be so happy when she sees you wearing her shirt!”

    “You think?” asked Zoot with a smile before asking “Where is Janice at the moment? I haven’t seen her since breakfast.”

    “Oh, she’s over visiting Richard,” Floyd answered then sighed. “She’s real worried about him. He seems to be getting sick so easily these days, so she wants to spend as much time with him as possible.” Zoot nodded his understanding. “However,” continued Floyd “Mama promised me she was gonna tune in tonight, so at least one person will be watching!” Both musicians burst out laughing. MuppeTelevision’s appalling ratings was an open secret among everyone and Zoot couldn’t help wondering if the ‘other gig’ excuse Flash gave to Kermit was a ruse to jump ship as Gonzo stuck his head in the room.

    “Hi Floyd! Zoot, Fozzie is ready to give us a lift to the studio.” said Gonzo. “Is Animal ready?”

    “I’ll just go find out!” said Floyd before shouting down the corridor “Animal? You ready?”

    “Ready! Ready! Ready!” yelled Animal, running into the bedroom, drumsticks in hand.

    “Good drummer!” said Floyd.

    “We’ll be down in a sec Gonzo.” said Zoot. Gonzo nodded and left as Floyd pulled Animal to one side.

    “Now, you remember what I told you earlier how I wasn’t coming to tonight’s show?” asked Floyd. Animal nodded and Floyd continued “So you remember to do exactly what Zoot tells you to. Okay?”

    “O-kay!’ agreed Animal.

    “In that case, we better not keep Fozzie waiting!” said Zoot, taking Animal’s chain from Floyd. “Let’s go!”

    “Let’s go! Let’s go!” shouted Animal, nearly pulling Zoot off his feet as he charged down the stairs. Floyd laughed and waved goodbye. “Have fun!” he called.

    “We’ll try!” replied Zoot, as he and Animal ran out the door of the boarding house to where Fozzie was waiting with Gonzo. Spotting them, Fozzie opened the back door of the Studebaker for them to get in. Zoot thanked Fozzie and climbed into the backseat with Animal, while Gonzo and Fozzie climbed in the front and Fozzie began the engine.

    “And away we go! Next stop – MuppeTelevison Studios!” Fozzie sang out happily. Zoot smiled at Fozzie’s enthusiasm and settled back in the seat as Fozzie pulled out of the drive and headed to the freeway which would take them to the downtown studio. On arriving there, Kermit came out to greet them.

    “Hi-ho everybody! Ready for tonight’s show?” Kermit asked happily.

    “Sure am Kermit!” enthused Gonzo getting out of the car. “What audience demographics are we focusing on tonight?”

    “Well, according to Waldo we need to focus more on…..” Kermit explained to Gonzo as they headed into the building, passing Clifford who was coming out to meet Animal and Zoot. The bassist shook his head as opened the door to let them out.

    “Honestly man, I have no idea WHY Kermit puts so much stock into a floppy disk!” exclaimed Clifford.

    “Oh, you know Kermit,” said Zoot, closing the car door and waving goodbye to Fozzie as he drove away. “He always wants to make sure everybody is happy.”

    “Happy! Happy! Happy!” chanted Animal.

    “That’s right Animal!” agreed Zoot with a grin as they followed Clifford into the building and upstairs to the control room. Kermit was frowning at a computer printout as they went in then he glanced up and spotted Zoot.

    “Oh! Hello Zoot! Hi Animal!” exclaimed Kermit, dropping the paper. “I’m so sorry I didn’t speak to you when you arrived!”

    “No problem Kermit, it’s cool!” replied Zoot.

    “Cool! Cool!” shouted Animal, earning a yank on his chain from Zoot.

    “Settle down Animal!” ordered Zoot. Turning to Kermit, who was looking more than a little worried about the prospect of Animal being without Floyd’s steadying influence; Zoot told him “It’s okay Kermit. Animal promised Floyd he would behave himself and do exactly what I say, right Animal?”

    “Right!” affirmed Animal happily, as Zoot leaned in to whisper to Kermit, “And to be on the safe side, Floyd shortened his chain by a few loops!”

    Kermit still looked dubious, however he sighed and said, “Well look, thanks for agreeing to coming in and have fun. I have to go check if Jim is ready for the live cross!” and with that, Kermit hurried from the control room.

    “Yo Zoot! Where are you saxman?” shouted Clifford. “We’re ready to rock!”

    “Right here! We’re coming!” called Zoot, pulling Animal along behind him.

    “Animal hungry!” he complained.

    “Don’t worry man! We’ll get Kermit to send us up some food!” Clifford reassured Animal as Zoot got him settled behind the drumkit and Kermit re-entered the control room.

    “Alright everybody!” called Kermit “Jim is standing by. Broadcast begins in 2 minutes!”

    “Okay, let’s get this show on the road!” shouted Beard and Solid Foam began rocking out the control room at MuppeTelevision, totally oblivious to Kermit’s annoyance.

    ***
    The stars were out when Fozzie returned back to the Muppet Boarding House from the television studio after picking up Gonzo, Animal and Zoot. Kermit was going to stay at the studio a little longer to discuss what MuppeTelevision’s next move was with Jim. While Gonzo gazed at the night sky, Fozzie helped Zoot get a sleeping Animal out of the Studebaker. The front door opened and Floyd came down the steps to help them.

    “What has he be eating man?” asked Floyd as he draped one of Animal’s arms around his shoulders. “I swear he’s gained 20 pounds since this morning!”

    “Oh Kermit ordered us a load of sandwiches from Harry’s Deli and Animal devoured just about everything when it arrived.” explained Zoot, placing Animal’s other arm around his own shoulders.

    “Hahaha! Delicious!” Animal mumbled in his sleep.

    Floyd shook his head as he and Zoot half-carried, half-dragged Animal up the stairs. When they reached their room Floyd eased Animal onto the coat-hanger he hung himself from to sleep. Leaving him there Floyd headed out to the living room to join Zoot.

    “Well that’s two asleep now! Janice is also in bed.” said Floyd, sitting down on the sofa next to Zoot. “She was thrilled to see you wearing her present!”

    Zoot grinned and asked “How is she?”

    “Happy to be able to spend a whole day with Richard but she was pretty worn out when she got back here.” replied Floyd.

    “Did she say how Richard is?” asked Zoot

    “Oh he wasn't too bad today." said Floyd, then frowned. "I’m really at a loss at how best to help her, man especially if something happens to him.”

    “Well you know you can always talk to me. I'll do whatever I can to help. And I’m more than happy to listen.” Said Zoot “I promise not to fall asleep!”

    Floyd chuckled. “I know man. Thank you. We’ll just take each day as it comes, same as always!” he said before yawning. “I think it’s time for me to turn in too! See ya in the morning!”

    “Night Floyd!” called Zoot as Floyd headed into his bedroom and shut the door.

    Zoot sighed as he changed into his pyjamas and then lay down on the sofa. With Animal, Floyd and Janice asleep and Doctor Teeth visiting friends in Texas, Zoot was the last one awake – a very rare occurrence indeed! Turning on the television, Zoot turned the volume down low with the remote so as not to disturb anybody and started searching for something to watch, finally settling on an old musical. Relaxing back against the pillows Zoot watched the movie for only a few minutes before drifting off himself.
     
  3. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    This fic shows great promise. Really like all the details that show you're paying attention as a true :fanatic: would. Animal sleeping on the hanger, Kermit talking shop with Jim, Janice and the Mayhem worried about Richard... All good stuff, hope to read more whenever you're able to post it.
     
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  4. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Thank you very much! I am hoping to have another chapter up in a week or so. Glad you're liking it so far.
     
  5. AlittleMayhem

    AlittleMayhem Well-Known Member

    Nice fic so far! I love how cool you write the band's friendship with each other! :)
     
  6. AnimatedC9000

    AnimatedC9000 Well-Known Member

    A prologue and a chapter in, and already this fic has the makings of something awesome. The inter-band relationships are great, and I can't wait to see if you do anything else with that. What excited me most was that you're focusing on two of the lesser-talked-about Muppet shows, namely JHH. Just the notion of someone else taking even so much as a peek into that series and its characters is enough to get me on the edge of my seat. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to find words if even characters like Digit, Vicki, or Lindbergh played even a minor part in the overall story. In my mind, it shows that other people actually care enough about them. (Love your reasoning for why Flash and the Solid Foam Drummer are absent, by the way.)

    I can't wait for more!
     
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  7. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Thank you very kindly!
     
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  8. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Thank you for your lovely comment! I have very fond memories of watching JHH when it was first on. Sometimes it's very hard to believe so many years have passed.
     
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  9. Bridget

    Bridget Well-Known Member

    This is really amazing! You write very well, and the storyline is quite intriguing! I cannot wait to see where this story goes!
     
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  10. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Thank you!
     
  11. Fragglemuppet

    Fragglemuppet Well-Known Member

    Oh, I'm enjoying this very much! I have to admit I still haven't seen any JHH episodes :cry: but I love the Electric Mayhem! I've also always loved to see all the characters interacting with each other in the boarding house! Fozzie in the prologue is just how I always think of him, concerned for Kermit, with just a touch of childlike innocence.
    :O
     
  12. Ozymandias

    Ozymandias Well-Known Member

    Seconding everyone here, I really like this and where this is going. The nods to Richard and Jim were my favorite part, and I love how much you manage to keep everyone in character. I'm not really familiar with the Jim Henson Hour, but I'm liking what I'm seeing so I might check it out in the future.

    Keep up the good work!
     
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  13. Janice+Floyd<3

    Janice+Floyd<3 Well-Known Member

    I'm addicted to your fics Kristine!
     
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  14. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Thank you! That's lovely of you to say! There is more of this story to come - hopefully in the not to distant future!
     
  15. Janice+Floyd<3

    Janice+Floyd<3 Well-Known Member

    Cool and hey do you take requests
     
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  16. mbmfrog

    mbmfrog Active Member

    Wow truly deep and heart breaking considering the subject matter of this tale. Keep up the good work upon such an emotional storyline like this one.
     
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  17. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    I AM SO SO SORRY!!!!!

    I had absolutely no intention of leaving this story for as long as I did. Unfortunately my personal life got in the way and suffice to say that writing was not on my list of priorities. However I am back with an update now and I will certainly be trying to make them more regularly! I would also like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who has liked my story so far, it certainly made the decision to continue a lot easier. So here we go - chapter 2!
     
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  18. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Whoops! Let's try that again....

    Chapter 2

    1992

    Christmas had come once again. After much cajoling from Fozzie, Kermit had acquiesced and agreed to take up Fozzie’s mother’s invitation for everyone to celebrate the holidays at Grizzly Farm. “It’s been 5 years since our last visit!” Fozzie had argued. “And Ma wants us to come! We’ll have such a great time! ”

    Kermit stood at the farmhouse window and pulled back the curtain to study the landscape. Snow had fallen over the last few days which had made everything a beautiful sparkling wintery-white but so far today they had not had a single flake. ‘Very different to the blizzard we had on our first visit!' Kermit thought ‘I do hope it snows today. It always makes Christmas just that little bit more special.’ His musings were interrupted however as the sounds of a fight coming from the basement reached his ears.

    “You said that was a Fraggle hole!” whined Bean Bunny. “You promised me I’d meet some Fraggles!”

    “It is a Fraggle hole!” snapped Robin. “You must’ve scared them off with all your yelling!”

    “Did not!”

    “Did too!”

    “DID NOT!!”

    “DID TOO!!!”

    “Robin! Bean! Stop it this minute!” shouted Kermit. “Now come up here!”

    “Sure Uncle Kermit.” sighed Robin, dragging his flippers as he went into the living room. Bean trailed behind him, sulking as a frowning Kermit indicated for the pair to come stand in front of him.

    “Didn’t I tell you boys to be on your best behavior while we were here?” asked Kermit sternly.

    “Yes Uncle Kermit.” said Robin.

    “Yes Mr Kermit.” echoed Bean.

    “Then no more fighting! We’re here to enjoy ourselves! Alright?” asked Kermit, receiving two nods of agreement. “Alright.” Robin and Bean glared at each other for a moment before Bean scurried off. Just then Fozzie entered the living room with his mother and made his way over to join Kermit. Crouching down in front of Robin Fozzie grinned at the small frog. “Hey Robin, you want to help me hang up the Christmas stockings for Santa?” he asked.

    Robin nodded. “Okay Fozzie.” he agreed. Kermit smiled his appreciation to Fozzie as he and Robin headed over to the fireplace while Fozzie’s mother came up to Kermit and gave him a friendly pat on the back.

    “Well, well Mister Lizard!” said Emily Bear brightly. “Are you enjoying yourself?

    ‘Frog!’ thought Kermit wearily, catching a glance of her embarrassed son covering his face in his paws, and smiled inwardly. ‘Poor Fozzie!’ he thought before smiling at Emily Bear and answering “Yes thank you Mrs Bear I am. It was very kind of you to invite us. We’ve all been looking forward to this visit.

    “The pleasure’s all mine!” said Emily Bear. “I too have been looking forward to you visit especially because I wanted to thank you!”

    “Thank me?” asked Kermit. “What did you want to thank me for Mrs Bear?”

    “Why for including me in ‘A Muppet Christmas Carol’ this year!” Emily Bear exclaimed. “It was a wonderful experience and getting to meet Michael Caine – oh!” Emily clapped her paws together. “You made this old bear very, very happy!”

    Kermit smiled warmly at Emily. “I’m delighted to hear it Mrs Bear. When I suggested it to Ji – I mean Brian, he agreed that there was no one better to play Fozziewig’s mom than his own mother!” he said.

    Emily beamed at Kermit, who sighed softly. Mentioning Brian had prompted Kermit to the realization that this was their third Christmas without Jim. ‘Three! Where in the world does time go?’ he wondered and almost automatically the next thought that came to him was how it was also their first Christmas without Richard. ‘Yet another one of life’s departings!’ Kermit thought sadly.

    “Uncle Kermit! We’re finished!” Robin called excitedly. “Come and see!”

    “Okay Robin. Excuse me Mrs Bear.” said Kermit. He walked over and stood in front of the fireplace, which was now festooned with holly, baubles and brightly colored stockings. “Oh Robin, that’s wonderful!” said Kermit admiringly.

    “It’s looks great doesn’t it?” enthused Robin.

    “It certainly does! You and Fozzie really did a first class job of decorating.” Kermit answered. “Santa is going to really like what you’ve done there. Won’t be too long now before he arrives.” Robin grinned happily for a moment then his grin faded and he stared down at the floor. Kermit placed his arm around his nephew’s shoulders and asked gently “Robin? Is everything okay?”

    “Oh sure.” murmured Robin then he gave a small gasp. “Cookies! I need cookies for Santa!” he exclaimed and bolted into the kitchen. Kermit shook his head as Fozzie came over to stand next to him. “Kermit? Is Robin okay?” Fozzie asked.

    “Oh I think so. He’s a little upset that Scooter didn’t join us for Christmas.” Kermit explained. “Robin was really hoping he would turn up. So was I for that matter. After all, we haven’t seen Scooter since Richard…….” Kermit trailed off and shook his head again.

    Fozzie nodded his understanding and patted Kermit’s shoulder. “Does his uncle know where Scooter has gone?” he asked.

    “No.” said Kermit quickly as Floyd Pepper opened the kitchen door for Robin who came running in, clutching a plate of cookies. Kermit did not want to discuss the extremely unpleasant conversation he’d had with JP Grosse about Scooter’s whereabouts in front of his nephew. “Uncle Kermit! Janice gave me some of the cookies she baked for me to leave out for Santa!” he called happily.

    “Santa! Santa!” bellowed Animal, jumping to his feet. “Gimme presents!”

    “Heel Animal!” shouted Floyd, grabbing Animal’s chain and pulling sharply on it. “He’s not coming until after you go to sleep!”

    “Heel! Heel! Heel!” chanted Animal, before flopping back down on the floor with a grunt. “Sorry Kermit.” apologized Floyd. “You just can’t say that name around Animal!”

    “That’s alright Floyd.” Kermit said and then smiled brightly down at Robin. “I’ve got a great idea Robin. Let’s go put those cookies on the fireplace for Santa and then we’ll go find Rowlf so we can have our Christmas singalong!” said Kermit.

    “Hooray!” cheered Robin and trotted off with Kermit and Fozzie. Floyd smiled as he watched the trio leave and looked around the living room. Doctor Teeth was taking a nap in an armchair with his hands folded on his chest, Animal was watching a Christmas program on the television and Zoot was dozing on the landing of the stairs with his head leaning on railing. Floyd decided to join him and as he flopped down next to Zoot the saxophonist stirred and glanced up at him.

    “Janice still cooking up a storm?” Zoot asked with a smile.

    “Oh yeah!” answered Floyd. “In fact, Mama has just informed me that tomorrow we – as in you and me man – are gonna be taking all those cookies and cakes she’s made to the patients at the hospital where Fozzie’s ma volunteers!”

    Zoot laughed at this. “Well, it’ll finally give us a chance to spread some Christmas joy!” he said. “After all, with everything she’s done, Janice’s easily been Santa’s best helper this year!”

    “And I wish she wasn’t!” muttered Floyd, dropping his head in his hands.

    Zoot stared at Floyd, taken aback at the bitterness in his tone. He’d never used it before when talking about Janice. Zoot reached out and placed his hand on Floyd’s arm. “Floyd? What’s the matter?” he asked worriedly.

    Floyd lifted his head to look at Zoot and sighed. “Oh nothing man.” He said “It’s just….. well, Mama’s been throwing herself into all this holiday stuff because she’s trying not to focus on this being the first Christmas without Richard.” Floyd shook his head and continued “I ask her all the time is she alright and she always answers ‘Fer sure!’ but I tell ya man – I know she’s not and I’m worried sick! You know, I haven’t even seen her cry….” Floyd paused for a moment and sighed again. “Maybe I’m the one who’s in the wrong, not understanding how she feels.”

    “You love her.” said Zoot quietly. “You want to help her. How can that possibly be wrong?” Floyd looked down and didn’t respond. After waiting a few minutes Zoot pressed on. “Is there anything I can do to help you? Either of you?”

    Floyd shrugged. “Nothing that I can think of at the moment.” He replied “Maybe later something will occur to me.”

    Zoot nodded. It seemed he’d asked Floyd that same question every day for the last year or so. And the answer was always the same. “Well the offer’s there and it always will be. Anything either of you want. Or need. All you have to do is ask.”

    “Does that include looking after Animal?” asked Floyd with a smile.

    “Especially looking after Animal!” answered Zoot with a firm nod.

    Floyd laughed. “Well, let’s hope it doesn’t come to that!” he exclaimed, reaching out and clutching Zoot’s hand for a moment. “But thanks man.” he said appreciatively. Zoot smiled kindly at Floyd. “You’re welcome. And I meant everything I said.” He told Floyd, who smiled back at him, as Doctor Teeth woke up from his nap, got out of the armchair and stretched, grinning as he spotted his band mates.

    “So, what did I miss while I was in dreamland?” he asked.

    “Nothing too much. Greenstuff has gone to get Rowlf so we can have our carols” Replied Floyd as he looked over at the kitchen door. “I better go get Mama so she can join us.”

    Doctor Teeth shook his head. “No man, I’m on my feet. I’ll get her.” he said, and headed over to the door as Floyd called out his thanks. Entering the kitchen Doctor Teeth observed every spare inch of space was covered with freshly baked Christmas goodies and his eyes lighting up when he spotted the cupcakes with chocolate frosting and tiny candy cane decorations. Just as he went to select one a sharp rapping came from the window. Doctor Teeth’s head spun around and he grinned as he spotted Janice, glaring at him from the outside porch. Noticing an old blanket hanging on the back of the door Doctor Teeth wrapped it around him went outside to join Janice. As he approached her Janice, who was rugged up in her winter coat, pointed an accusatory finger at him.

    “Like, if you taste so much as a crumb of those cookies and cakes I baked, you will be washing absolutely every pot and pan in there!” she exclaimed. “They’re for the kids in the hospital, not you!”

    “Okay Janice, I won’t sample any!” Doctor Teeth said with a grin. “But they do look absolutely scrumptious!” Janice simply shook her head but had a smile on her face. Doctor Teeth asked “What are you doing out here anyway? It’s so cold!”

    “Oh, I just wanted to get some fresh air. I started to get too hot.” Janice tugged her winter coat closer to her. “Only now, I like seem to be getting too cold!” she replied with a small laugh.

    “Well you better come inside now!” ordered Doctor Teeth. “We’re gonna have our carol sing in the not too distant future!”

    “Fer sure.” said Janice distractedly. Doctor Teeth headed back and opened the kitchen door. Looking over his shoulder to make sure Janice was behind him, Doctor Teeth noticed Janice hadn’t moved and was staring at the dark sky sadly. Closing the door he went back over to her and placed his arm around her shoulders.

    “Thinking about Richard?” he asked softly.

    Janice pulled her gaze away from the sky and looked at Doctor Teeth and gave him a small smile. “Like am I that obvious?” she asked.

    Doctor Teeth just smiled and opened his arms. “Come here.” He whispered and as Janice stepped into them and rested her head on his shoulder Doctor Teeth wrapped the blanket around both of them. They stood there for a few minutes without speaking until Doctor Teeth asked “Is anything else bothering you?”

    Janice shrugged. “Like you’ll think I’m silly….” She murmured.

    “Try me!” challenged Doctor Teeth, smiling down at her.

    Janice looked up at Doctor Teeth and then paused for a minute trying to gather her thoughts. “It’s just like…..” she began before looking away and taking a deep breath and continuing “It’s just that I am so mad at myself for not having cried yet!” she exclaimed. “While Richard was sick, I think I cried just about every day but not once have I cried since he left us! Janice started to tremble violently and Doctor Teeth pulled her back close to him. “And I don’t know why!” she whispered.

    “Because right now the head is in charge, but the heart will catch up sooner or later.” Said Doctor Teeth simply as he stroked her hair, and then sighed. “I remember when Jim died. I kept thinking about how very sick he was, how he was never going to get better and my head kept telling me how everything turned out was for the best.” Doctor Teeth paused for a minute then continued “Then you remember how one day months later when we was in the middle of rehearsal and we had some minor tiff over how Jim liked things, well my heart took over completely and told me things were not for the best. Jim was gone and never coming back. And I lost it……” Doctor Teeth chuckled ruefully at the memory of him hiding behind his keyboard having sobbing his heart out and the remainder of the Electric Mayhem completely beside themselves trying to help him. Doctor Teeth sighed and placed his finger under Janice’s chin, tilting her head up gently so she looked him in the eye. “They say grief is the price we pay for love, but we have to grieve in our own way. Don’t beat yourself up for not crying baby doll.”

    Janice rested her head against his shoulder again and sighed. “I know I shouldn’t but it’s just so hard.” She said then smiled up at Doctor Teeth. “I’m sorry, like I’m bringing you down now and it’s supposed to be Christmas!”

    “Don’t worry about it! It’s what I’m here for!” laughed Doctor Teeth. Glancing back inside through the kitchen window he noticed everyone had now gathered in the farmhouse’s lounge room and Rowlf was sitting behind the piano and running his fingers over the keys. “Come on, we had better go in or they’ll be sending out a search part!” said Doctor Teeth.

    “Like I’ll be right there.” said Janice as Doctor Teeth gave her a dubious look. “I promise!”

    “Okay, but if you’re not inside in precisely 1 minute I’ll send Animal out to get you!” exclaimed Doctor Teeth and hurried back inside as the sounds of Rowlf’s playing could be heard throughout the house. Janice giggled in surprise as a she felt a cold breeze behind her. Then she stared for a moment and held her hands out in front of her. A cool drop landed on her hand, and then another and another. ‘It’s snowing!’ she thought wondrously and looked up at the night sky where one particularly bright star caught her attention.

    “Hey Mama, what’s keeping ya?” Floyd shouted over the music.

    “Like I’m coming! Fer sure!” she called back and opened the kitchen door pausing for a moment to take one last look at the night sky. Glancing back over her shoulder Janice could still see star. Smiling she blew the star a kiss.

    “Merry Christmas Richard.” Janice whispered.
     
  19. The Count

    The Count Moderator Staff Member

    Now this is what a good fic should be and how it should be written.

    Christmas 1992 was particularly hard for me as well, having to deal with my dad's death. So I can understand or empathize with the various levels of grief and sadness and depths of emotions that the various Muppets are showing at the farmhouse. Kermit and Janice seem to be matched in their internal reveries over both Jim and Richard. Trying to remain distracted with chores seems like a good idea at the time, but you do need to understand your internal feelings and come to peace with them. Which is why I rully liked the ending of the chapter when Janice finally got her smile back. The conversation between Floyd and Zoot was poinient, hope that offer will still be there when it comes time for Floyd's own grief twenty years later (2012).

    Nice reference to both MFC and MCC, sprinkling those throught will help add a dose of humor to the fic.
    Thanks for posting, hope to read more soon. :)
     
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  20. Kristine73

    Kristine73 Active Member

    Thank you so very much!
     

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