ReneeLouvier
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Chapter One
The woman paced in her small house, her glasses perched atop her head, she was rubbing her eyes. It was times like these that she wondered how her children were. She picked up her clipboard, and her bag, heading off to work. She really missed them so much. But, her brother forbade her to see them, so...she was stuck. Her black car pulled up to the news office, and she stepped out of the car. Her dress caught on the door, as it closed. She tugged, and she tugged somemore. Then, it ripped a little.
"Drat. That's the third dress I've ripped this week..." Her somewhat nasally voice caught the attention of a frog and a bear, walking towards the newsroom.
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"Kermit, why are we here again?" Fozzie held the stack of papers in his arms, glancing at the top of them.
"We're going to be promoting our new show, Fozzie! The Hensonville Observer asked me to bring along all of our publicity stuff. They couldn't decide over the phone." Kermit smiled, then he took a chunk of the papers from Fozzie, so it would be lighter.
Fozzie heard someone talking, between the cars. He leaned over and whispered, "Hey, Kermit. That sounds like Scooter."
Kermit frowned a bit. "It can't be. He's back at the theatre."
The two stopped, seeing a lady, instead of Scooter, they watched the lady, who was still struggling with her dress. Kermit handed the stack of papers back to Fozzie, and he hopped over to her. "Are you alright mam?"
"I guess I'll be fine, but my dress is caught in some....thing in this door." She pointed down to the now-open door, somehow the dress had gotten twisted into a knob that was inside the door frame itself. She was trying to get it out, because if she didn't she might be suddenly without her skirt.
Kermit reached inside the opening in the doorframe with his slender fingers, and within a moment, he got it undone for her.
"Thank you...?"
"I'm Kermit. Kermit the Frog."
"Thank you, Kermit. I'm Sadie Grosse. I...I better get back to work. My boss'll have my head if I'm late!" She gathered up her clipboards, and supplies, along with a large stack of papers, and she made her way into the building.
Kermit paused for a second, thinking. Then he just shook it away. He suddenly heard Fozzie make a noise behind him.
"Keermiiit!!!" Fozzie was weaving around, trying to keep this huge stack of papers in his arms. Because many of it was pictures, and they would be ruined should they touch the ground. Kermit ran and then the two of them slowly made their way inside the Hensonville Observer's pressroom.
The observant frog looked around for the red-headed lady...but he didn't happen to see her. After that day, he forgot about her completely.
But...she didn't completely forget about him.
The woman paced in her small house, her glasses perched atop her head, she was rubbing her eyes. It was times like these that she wondered how her children were. She picked up her clipboard, and her bag, heading off to work. She really missed them so much. But, her brother forbade her to see them, so...she was stuck. Her black car pulled up to the news office, and she stepped out of the car. Her dress caught on the door, as it closed. She tugged, and she tugged somemore. Then, it ripped a little.
"Drat. That's the third dress I've ripped this week..." Her somewhat nasally voice caught the attention of a frog and a bear, walking towards the newsroom.
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"Kermit, why are we here again?" Fozzie held the stack of papers in his arms, glancing at the top of them.
"We're going to be promoting our new show, Fozzie! The Hensonville Observer asked me to bring along all of our publicity stuff. They couldn't decide over the phone." Kermit smiled, then he took a chunk of the papers from Fozzie, so it would be lighter.
Fozzie heard someone talking, between the cars. He leaned over and whispered, "Hey, Kermit. That sounds like Scooter."
Kermit frowned a bit. "It can't be. He's back at the theatre."
The two stopped, seeing a lady, instead of Scooter, they watched the lady, who was still struggling with her dress. Kermit handed the stack of papers back to Fozzie, and he hopped over to her. "Are you alright mam?"
"I guess I'll be fine, but my dress is caught in some....thing in this door." She pointed down to the now-open door, somehow the dress had gotten twisted into a knob that was inside the door frame itself. She was trying to get it out, because if she didn't she might be suddenly without her skirt.
Kermit reached inside the opening in the doorframe with his slender fingers, and within a moment, he got it undone for her.
"Thank you...?"
"I'm Kermit. Kermit the Frog."
"Thank you, Kermit. I'm Sadie Grosse. I...I better get back to work. My boss'll have my head if I'm late!" She gathered up her clipboards, and supplies, along with a large stack of papers, and she made her way into the building.
Kermit paused for a second, thinking. Then he just shook it away. He suddenly heard Fozzie make a noise behind him.
"Keermiiit!!!" Fozzie was weaving around, trying to keep this huge stack of papers in his arms. Because many of it was pictures, and they would be ruined should they touch the ground. Kermit ran and then the two of them slowly made their way inside the Hensonville Observer's pressroom.
The observant frog looked around for the red-headed lady...but he didn't happen to see her. After that day, he forgot about her completely.
But...she didn't completely forget about him.