So... I drew... stuff... And got this idea... For a story... Yeah... I rate this story as PG-13 due to slight violence. All I'm sayin'. OK! HERE WE GO!!! Miss Piggy got up in the morning feeling awful. And if anyone knew Miss Piggy, they'd know that if she woke up on the wrong side of the bed, you could say everyone else did too. But, nevertheless, she got up, trying her best to put a smile on her face. She showed up to breakfast, and everyone said their goodmornings. No one noticed how unusually quiet she was. Kermit came down a few minutes after she did. "Good morning Miss Piggy." Kermit then kissed her on the cheek. That was the first smile Piggy gave off. "C'mon guys, I don't want to lose my appitite before I eat my donut!" Jaz chuckled. Piggy's second smile occured. So, her morning was going alright. That was at least until Rowlf brought in some devestating tabloids. He pulled Kermit aside, and whispered something to him, which only made Kermit frown, and calmly get up to go upstairs. Piggy wondered what the problem was, so she followed him upstairs. "Kermie....?" As Piggy wandered upstairs, she heard depressing sighs. What could be the problem? Ok, so... yeah. This is what I will put for now.