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Where Your Heart Leads You - A Rowlf Story

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by redBoobergurl, Jul 26, 2005.

  1. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    All right, here's my second fan fic. I had a little trouble getting going and have to admit, I'm more knowledgeable about Sesame Street and Fraggle Rock than classic Muppets. But, I love Rowlf and wanted to write a story about him, so this is it. I hope everyone likes it, please be kind, but do let me know what you think! Enjoy!

    Chapter One:

    The Muppet Theater was chaotic and crazy as usual. The Muppets were in the middle of a new run of shows and so far everything was going…well, chaotic and crazy, but that was nothing new.

    It was Friday night, the night the show is performed, and so of course, backstage was even busier than normal. On top of that, Friday night was the night that most Muppets tried to make contact with their outside families. While the Muppets were really one huge family themselves, they all had extended family living in different parts of the country.

    This Friday was no exception to the others, so between makeup and wardrobe preparations, if one looked around backstage they would see various Muppets using various forms of communication to contact their loved ones.

    In one corner Kermit was talking to his nephew Robin.

    “Ok Robin, I’m going to help you with your spelling as soon as the show is over tonight and then we’ll give your parents a buzz, how does that sound?” said Kermit.

    “Sounds good Uncle Kermit! I can’t wait to tell them how well I did on last week’s test!” said Robin.

    “Don’t forget to tell them about your newest Frog Scout merit badge too!” said Kermit as he patted his nephew on the head.

    In another corner of the room, Fozzie Bear was on the telephone.

    “Hey Mom! Looking forward to seeing you soon! Of course I’ll break a leg, they always throw banana peels at me! Wocka Wocka!” said Fozzie obviously talking to his mother, Emily Bear who lived out in the country.

    Over by the desk, Scooter was sitting at the computer typing an e-mail.

    “Dear Skeeter, How are you doing? I hope you can come visit me at the theater real soon!” typed Scooter. He had recently been reunited with his twin sister and worked hard to make sure they would never lose each other again.

    Finally, in another corner of the room, Rowlf the dog sat at a piano alone, playing the keys very softly. Rowlf, a usually easy going, good natured dog, was feeling really down on this particular Friday night.

    “Look at all of them. They have no idea how lucky they are. They’ve got brothers and sisters and parents. Even Gonzo has a family. What do I have” said Rowlf to himself.

    Rowlf sat and watched every Friday when all the various Muppets started getting in touch with their family members. Every Friday he ended up more and more depressed. He didn’t know if he even had a family.

    “I’d give anything to have what they have,” sighed Rowlf to himself.

    Most of the time, Rowlf was happy to have all of the Muppets as his family. But every once and awhile, he felt a longing for something more. He just wanted to know where he came from. He wished he remembered more of his puppy hood.

    He knew he spent some time alone on the streets. Then he was taken in by a very nice woman. She happened to have a piano in her home. Rowlf discovered he had some natural musical talent. The woman encouraged him to go on his way and pursue a career. He ended up with a gig in a restaurant. One day a frog with big dreams came into the restaurant on his way to Hollywood. Rowlf went along and the rest was history. He made some wonderful friends. Friends who were like family. But, still he felt empty inside from time to time.

    “Rowlf? Rowlf? Two minutes to curtain Rowlf!” exclaimed Scooter pulling Rowlf out of his reflection.

    “Oh? Yeah, I’m on my way!” said Rowlf.

    Usually he’d repress the feelings he had and let them out in the music he would play onstage. He always felt better after performing and would forget how empty he felt. That is, until the next Friday rolled around. Then, the whole dance began all over again.

    “I’m tired of feeling this way. I’ve got to do something about it,” thought Rowlf as he stepped out onto stage.

    He just wasn’t sure what to do.
  2. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    Wow! The first few paragraphs are so happy and floating along so wonderfully, and I'm reading and I'm just as happy as can be. And then I read this:

    And my emotional ballon goes "pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft." It's empty. My heart's breaking. I want to just run in there and give Rowlf a HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE hug! <knocks on computer screen> Let me in! I need to give my favorite dog a hug! Please let me in, Please! Oh......... Rowlf!

    <wimper> More please? :sympathy:
  3. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Yes, I do seem to have a knack for writing sad stories don't I? Don't worry though, as was the case with Search for Bert, it won't be all sad! There will be happy moments too! Glad you like it so far, hope to have more by tomorrow. :)
  4. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    I have just one thing to say about that.

  5. Beauregard

    Beauregard Well-Known Member

    Love it love! Hug it squeeze it! I loooooooooooooooove it! Can't wait to read more!!!

    Might just give me ideas on where Rowlf would be without Kermit for my story. I was havign troubles with that one.
  6. RedDragon

    RedDragon Well-Known Member

    This is a great story. I love Rowlf :sympathy: .
  7. luvtosr

    luvtosr Well-Known Member

    I'm hooked, that was a great opening instalment I love the different ways the Muppets are contacting their families, so appropriate to each. Can't wait for more!
  8. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Here's the next installment. Thanks for all the nice comments everyone! Now, bonus points to anyone who can find the connection to me in this chapter! (It's not a hard one)

    Chapter Two:

    The show finished with a bang, literally as Crazy Harry set off a large amount of dynamite. This was nothing new to this crowd.

    Now Muppets were everywhere backstage gathering their things, getting ready to go home for the weekend and congratulating each other on another show well done. Or at least celebrating the fact that once again, the theater didn’t burn down.

    “Hey Rowlf, that was a great song you sang tonight!” said Gonzo.

    “Thanks,” said Rowlf. He really just wanted to get out of there.

    “Hey Rowlf, I was thinking, you and I should do some sort of dueling piano thing, but I’ll play my harmonica!” exclaimed Fozzie.

    “Um, I don’t know Fozzie,” started Rowlf.

    “Hey Rowlf, my main dog, the band and I could really use you for next weeks’ number, what do you say?” asked Dr. Teeth as he entered the room.

    “I’m not sure,” said Rowlf.

    “Oh hey, Uncle Rowlf! Did you see my latest frog scout badge?” exclaimed Robin jumping into the conversation.

    “Not yet Robin,” started Rowlf. Suddenly everyone was talking at once about all the things they wanted Rowlf to do. Rowlf was already feeling overwhelmed thinking about his family and it caused something inside of him to snap at this moment.

    “You know what? Just LEAVE ME ALONE! I can’t help any of you right now! I can’t even help myself!!!” yelled Rowlf suddenly.

    Everyone was silent and stunned. This was Rowlf the dog, he never got mad, never even raised his voice. He wouldn’t even hurt his own fleas. All of the Muppets looked at each other nervously as to what to do next.

    Robin was unafraid of what had just happened. He hopped over to Rowlf and took his hand.

    “Something’s bothering you isn’t it?” asked Robin.

    “I don’t really want to talk about it,” said Rowlf softening a little bit toward the young frog. He really hadn’t meant to yell.

    “Well, I think we do need to talk about it,” said Kermit, who had come into the room right during Rowlf’s outburst and was standing behind everyone else.

    “Why don’t the rest of you go on home, we’ll be there in a little while,” continued Kermit.

    With that, all of the Muppets started piling onto the Electric Mayhem’s bus to head back to the Muppet Boarding House. Only Kermit and Rowlf remained in the theater, along with Beauregard, who had stayed behind to mop up the stage and would drive them back in his taxi later. He had the good sense to leave the two of them alone.

    “Rowlf, tell me, what is going on?” asked Kermit after they sat down at a table.

    “I don’t know if I can explain it Kermit. I’ve been really depressed lately,” said Rowlf.

    “I’ve noticed,” said Kermit.

    “You have? I didn’t know it was becoming obvious,” said Rowlf.

    “Well, the last couple of weeks you’ve been out there playing songs like ‘Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen’ and other tunes like that so I figured something was up” said Kermit.

    “All right, I do know what’s bothering me” said Rowlf.

    “Tell me. Please Rowlf. I’m your friend. I’m here for you,” said Kermit.

    “Kermit, I want to know if I have a family somewhere. I mean you’ve got Robin and all the other frogs back at the swamp. Fozzie has his mother. Scooter has a sister. Gonzo has family too! Kermit, I don’t know where I come from. I want a family,” explained Rowlf.

    “I thought you said you grew up with that lady in Minnesota,” said Kermit.

    “Well, she’s just part of where I come from. I wasn’t a young puppy anymore when she took me in. I had to have started somewhere before that! I could have brothers and sisters. Who knows?” said Rowlf.

    “Ok, maybe you do. Let’s get Scooter to help, he could look some stuff up on the Internet for you! You can find all sorts of information that way!” said Kermit.

    “Um, well, that’s a great idea Kermit, but I think I’d like to do it a little differently,” said Rowlf.

    “What do you want to do?” asked Kermit.

    “I want to go find that lady I lived with and see if she knows anything about me from before I came to live with her. And then, I’m going to go find my family,” said Rowlf.

    “Rowlf, are you sure? I’d hate for you to leave! The show needs you!” said Kermit.

    “I know, but I really need to do this. I have to have a family out there somewhere! Maybe they need to know that I’m ok too! I just really need to do this,” said Rowlf.

    “Rowlf, I want you to know, all of us Muppets, we’re your family too,” said Kermit.

    “Kermit, I know. I don’t think you understand though,” said Rowlf.

    “No, I do, I do. If you want to go find your family, I think that’s great,” said Kermit.

    “Thanks Kermit,” said Rowlf.

    “No problem, we’re going with you!” exclaimed Kermit.

    Rowlf couldn’t imagine the entire Muppet brood following him around the country on his search. As much as he did love them, he knew they’d slow him down. Still, Kermit looked so eager.

    “Ok, Kermit, I guess that would be all right,” said Rowlf.

    “Oh good. Now, let’s go home and get a good night’s sleep and come up with a game plan tomorrow. Sound good?” said Kermit.

    “Sure,” said Rowlf.

    They went and found Beauregard and then got in the taxi to head back to the Boarding House. They rode home mostly in silence.

    “Thanks for listening Kermit,” said Rowlf when they arrived and headed up the stairs.

    “Hey, that’s what friends are for!” said Kermit. They said good night and headed to their rooms.

    But, Rowlf couldn’t sleep. He knew Kermit’s intentions were good, but he felt he needed to do this on his own.

    He finally got out of bed and threw all of his possessions into a bag, which pretty much consisted of a few dog bones and a flea collar. He decided he would go on his own to find his family and then come back home to be with his friends. He just needed to do this for himself.

    He looked longingly at his piano on his way out of his room.

    “I’ve got to learn to play a more portable instrument,” he thought to himself.

    Finally, he wrote a note to Kermit explaining why he left on his own. Kermit was a good friend and Rowlf was sure he’d understand.

    Then slowly and quietly, Rowlf slipped out of the boarding house and headed to the bus station. With in an hour he was on a Greyhound bound for Minneapolis. He had no idea what was in store for him. But he would find out very soon.
  9. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    <puppy dog eyes> Oh....

    <knocks on computer screen> LET ME IN! I NEED TO GIVE MY ROWLF A HUG! oh....

    It- it's so heartwrenching, Beth. I can completely sympathize with Rowlf. I mean I don't know what it's like to go searching for your family, but I know what it's like when everybody's asking you to do this that and the other thing and you just want to be alone. And Rowlf shouting... I've never heard him shout. Oh, I want to give him a hug!

    heh, but I can totally see the whole muppet gang all on a wild goose chase across the country looking for Rowlf's family, and Rowlf going crazy and... and now it's a wild goose chase for Rowlf! Ok, that's it, get me on that bus, I'm going with! I've gotta help my Rowlf! (have I ever told you the story about how Rowlf and I are engaged...) But I totally understand him needing to be on his own. I love how Kermit could see right through him, sort of like how Rowlf could see right through Kermit in TMM. Ok, that's it, I want more!!!!!!!!!!

    Oh, and the connection to you? Let's see, "you grew up with that lady in Minnesota"... that have anything to do with it?
  10. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Yep, the Minnesota thing is the connection to me! I had to send him someplace that I could write about with knowledge. So I know it's a random place to go, but it works for me! Anyway, next chapter hopefully coming tomorrow and the other Muppets will definately still be involved!
  11. luvtosr

    luvtosr Well-Known Member

    Another great instalment! And as for the random destination - he had to go somewhere and now we might get a sneaky peek at your world. Smart too, writing about what you know.

    Can't wait till the next part!
  12. Xerus

    Xerus Well-Known Member

    This is a really great story about Rowlf. A character we hardly see anymore. :sympathy: And it's true, Rowlf hardly ever seems to lose his temper and is like a wise old friend to everyone. I can't wait to read more of your story. :)
  13. Aaron

    Aaron Well-Known Member

    this is beautiful
  14. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Wow, thanks everyone, I'm touched by your wonderful comments! I agree Xerus, Rowlf is a character that we NEVER see anymore and that is why I wanted to write a story about him. Now, I know I said I'd update it tomorrow, but I forgot tomorrow is field trip day with the kids at work so I'll be away from my computer. SO, look for an update on Friday with one or possibly two chapters!
  15. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    <scrunches up face like Kermit> Fine, go on and actually have a life outside of Muppet Central.

    ...And yes, I base my facial expressions on the Muppets. Do you have a problem with that?
  16. Vic Romano

    Vic Romano Well-Known Member

    I really like the mini "Rowlf Origin" part in chapter 1. Good good stuff!
  17. ryhoyarbie

    ryhoyarbie Well-Known Member

    Nice job so far. I wonder how many brothers and sisters old Rowlfie has? Hopefully, a lot less than Rizzo's family!

  18. redBoobergurl

    redBoobergurl Well-Known Member

    Chapter Three:

    Rowlf managed to get some sleep on the long bus ride. When he got off the bus it was morning. The big city of Minneapolis did not look as familiar as he had hoped it would.

    “I don’t think the woman I lived with lived in the city,” said Rowlf to himself.

    Downtown Minneapolis was hustling and bustling with rush hour traffic and people running around trying to get to work.

    “Hmm, I wonder where I could get myself a map. That might help,” thought Rowlf and started walking in the direction of a bookstore across the street from the bus depot.

    He bought a map from the bookstore and started looking for towns that sounded familiar.

    “There it is! Columbia Heights! That’s it! I remember now, it was small town and she lived on a street with lots of trees in a small green house!” Rowlf exclaimed excitedly.

    It was less than the width of his finger between the two towns when he measured, so he figured he could walk and get there by noon. It was just a little bit north of Minneapolis.

    “Excuse me miss, which way is north from here?” he asked the salesclerk. While dogs are usually known for their sense of direction, it was not Rowlf's strong suit.

    “Oh, that way is north, walk towards the bridge down there and cross the river,” said the salesclerk.

    “Thanks!” exclaimed Rowlf and hurried on his way. He was excited now. He couldn’t wait to meet his family, but he also couldn’t wait to be reunited with the woman he used to live with. He’d have lots of stories to share with her!

    He walked down the street and started humming to himself, feeling good for the first time in a long time.


    Back at the boarding house, the Muppet clan was just beginning to rise for the day. Kermit was in the kitchen putting on the coffee and getting some breakfast ready for Robin.

    “Good morning Uncle Kermit!” exclaimed Robin as he hopped into the kitchen.

    “Good morning Robin!” said Kermit.

    “Uncle Kermit, is Rowlf ok? Did he talk to you about what was bothering him?” asked Robin.

    “Our friend Rowlf has quite a story to tell. I’ll let him share it with everyone when he gets up. He’s going to be ok, but we’re going on an adventure first,” said Kermit.

    “Ooh! An adventure! How exciting!” exclaimed Robin.

    One by one Muppets started piling into the kitchen looking for food. Most were too sleepy to remember the incident with Rowlf the night before.

    Kermit looked around as the room became more and more packed.

    “Where’s Rowlf? Has anyone seen Rowlf this morning?” asked Kermit.

    “Nope, but I did find my whoopee cushion!” exclaimed Fozzie.

    “Not now Fozzie,” said Kermit.

    “Maybe he’s still sleeping,” said Floyd.

    “Like, yeah, he was rully upset last night. He’s probably like, rully tired you know?” said Janice.

    “Maybe he was abducted by kung fu ninjas and they’ve taken him to become a part of their traveling circus!” exclaimed Gonzo.

    Everyone just stared at him.

    “What? You all think of the obvious response, I was just trying to get points for creativity,” said Gonzo.

    “Gonzo, it’s not a game, I’m really wondering where he is,” said Kermit.

    “Kermie, I’m sure he’s asleep in his room. Janice is right, he was really upset. If it were moi, I would sleep all day,” said Miss Piggy.

    “Yeah, you’re right. I think I’ll go check on him, make sure he’s ok,” said Kermit.

    The kitchen got back to being noisy and crazy while Kermit went upstairs. The door to Rowlf’s room was closed.

    Kermit knocked lightly on the door. “Hey Rowlf? Are you still sleeping? That’s ok, but maybe you could come downstairs so we can talk to the gang about your family?” asked Kermit.

    There was no response.

    He knocked again a little harder. “Rowlf? I’ll leave you alone so you can go back to sleep in a minute, I just want to know what I should tell everyone. Rowlf?” he asked.

    Finally he decided to open the door. “Rowlf, please, just get up for a minute…”started Kermit and trailed off as he saw Rowlf’s bed neatly made.

    “What in the world?” he thought. He walked closer to the bed and saw a note. He picked it up and read it.

    “Oh no Rowlf. Why did you do that?” said Kermit.

    “Do what Uncle Kermit? Hey, where’s Rowlf?” asked Robin coming into the room behind Kermit.


    Rowlf had been walking for hours it seemed and he really hadn’t gotten very far at all. He’d barely gotten out of the city. And he was hungry.

    “I’d better stop for lunch,” he thought. He saw a restaurant on the other side of the street called Jazzmine’s.

    “Hey! I’ll bet they have music there! Maybe they’ll let me play some piano too!” thought Rowlf as he hurried across the street.

    Inside it was dark and cool and the food smelled wonderful. He could hear someone with a deep female voice singing “Summertime.” He decided to go down in front and listen even closer.

    On stage was a beautiful cat with brown and tan tiger stripes wearing a purple dress and singing. Rowlf was amazed at her talent. He’d never heard a cat sing like that before. Usually they just sat on a fence and howled at the moon.

    She finished her song. “Thank you, thank you. Hope you enjoyed Jazzmine’s Jazzy Lunch Hour. Come back tonight for cocktails and swing,” said the cat and hurried off stage.

    Rowlf opened up a menu. “Whoa! I don’t think I can afford to eat here. I’d better go,” he thought to himself.

    He stood up to leave when he heard a voice from behind. “Why are you leaving? Did I do something to offend you?”

    He turned around and saw the cat standing there.

    “Oh, you’re a dog! Ok, ok, I get it, never mind!” said the cat and started to hurry away.

    “Wait, miss, I’m not like that! I don’t eat cats, they’re my friends! Really!” exclaimed Rowlf and ran after her.

    “Oh, ok, if you say so,” said the cat tentatively.

    “I was just going to leave because, well, it’s a long story,” said Rowlf.

    “I’ve got time,” said the cat, “you looked like you were lonely when I was up on stage.”

    “Yeah, I’m kind of on a journey. I could really use some help,” said Rowlf.

    “Ok, what’s your name?” asked the cat.

    “Rowlf. What’s your name?” asked Rowlf.

    “My name’s Wanda. As long as you don’t want to chase me or eat me, I’m happy to try and help you,” said Wanda.

    She joined him at his table and listened to his story. She even got him some ham to eat for free.

    “All right, you’re still quite a way from where you want to be, so here’s what we’re going to do. We’ll get you on a truck that’s going that direction,” explained Wanda.

    “I don’t really have any money though,” said Rowlf.

    “It’s all right, it’s our supply truck! You can just ride in the back! Now listen, it will be stopping at a grocery store right in the town you want to be in! It’ll take you about a half hour to get there. We’ve got to hurry though, it’s leaving soon!” exclaimed Wanda.

    “Wow, thanks! I just have to ask before I go, where did you learn to sing like that?” said Rowlf.

    “Years of practice. Now let’s hurry!” said Wanda.

    She helped him climb in the back of the truck. They exchanged goodbyes.

    “I wish I could’ve spent more time with you, you’re really lovely,” said Rowlf.

    “Well, you’re the nicest dog I’ve ever met. Uh-oh, speaking of dogs, I gotta go!” she exclaimed and ran away.

    “Wait! Wanda!” said Rowlf calling after her. Then he saw the reason she ran away. A big, huge bulldog was coming down the alley.

    “Hey you! You see a cat?” he asked.

    “Nope. No cats around here! Just a dog!” said Rowlf. “A very domesticated dog” he thought to himself secretly afraid of the big dog.

    “I thought I saw you talking to a cat! You’d better not be lying! No one lies to Crusher and gets away with it!” growled Crusher.

    “Crusher?” thought Rowlf to himself.

    “I’m not lying! Really!” exclaimed Rowlf. Suddenly the truck roared to life and started pulling away from the alley.

    “If I were you I’d stay away from here!” yelled Crusher as the truck drove away.

    “Believe me, I will. Poor Wanda,” thought Rowlf. Then he turned his thoughts back to the adventure at hand. He was on his way again.
  19. TogetherAgain

    TogetherAgain Well-Known Member

    Oh, hugs to Rowlf. And to Wanda, the poor thing! Heck, hugs to everybody.

    I love it, Beth. Absolutely love it. Extra points for Gonzo's lines. ...that'd be for your creativity, not his.

    One minor point, the transition from the boarding house back to Rowlf seemed a little awkward. But other than that, I love it! More! More! More!
  20. Aaron

    Aaron Well-Known Member

    good work

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