Hensonville City 2011

The door to apartment 5 opens slowly and three heads peep in--one fuzzy, one curly and one lime green.
Ru: Coast is clear! Let's get everything set up!
Kermit: (dashing in with bags and boxes) Great--let's get this party going.
Fozzie: (nervously) You're--you're sure she's not here.
Ru: I'm sure. That coupon for a free facial and banana split did the trick. (holding up crepe paper) Polka dots or paint splashes?
Kermit: Paint splashes.
Fozzie: Polka dots.
Ru: Both it is. (There is a knock on the door. Ru goes to answer it, twirling crepe paper all the way.) Oh--Hi guys! Come to help?
Gina: Oh, we came with help all right. (She holds out a paper bag that clinks and Ru peers inside.)
Ru: That should help.
Gina: You guys are seriously deficient in the wine department.
Fozzie: Not really. We having plenty of whining in this apartment--whining about homework, whining about dry-cleaning bills, whining about the lack of anything to wear.... (Gina and Ru look at him, not certain what to say, and he sighs.) Joking! I was making a pun! Sheesh--don't you guys ever watch the news? (He sulks off.)
Newsie: (Helping Kermit off a ladder) Er--what was that about news?
Ru: (whispering) Fozzie's been upset ever since he found out he missed National Pun Day, so he's spent the whole day trying to make up lost time.
Gina: Yikes.
Ru: (ruefully) Yeah--sort of. Um, where's Rhonda?
Gina: Riding herd on the Yip yips. They insisted on bringing a present.
Kermit: (walking over, interested) Really? A present for Piggy? What kind of present?
Newsie: (obviously steamed) We don't know. Rhonda wouldn't say. (Takes a deep breath preparatory to launching into a complaint.)
Gina: (interrupting hastily) But she promised it wasn't flammable or dangerous.
Newsie: (still not happy) I've heard that one before! I told Rhonda--
Rhonda: (from the doorway) Told me what?
(Everyone in the room startles, and the Yip Yips race into the room, up, down and around the crepe paper, the big bakery box on the coffee table. Fozzie cowers behind Kermit and Ru.)
Fozzie: (nervously) Are those--are those guys safe? In here I mean?
Rhonda: As safe as Golden Boy over there.
Ru: Not quite the answer I was hoping for. Hey--c'mon guys, we've got to get everything ready. Everyone will be here, soon, and then Piggy will be back before you know it.
Gina: When are people arriving?
(There is a knock at the door.)
Kermit: Right about now!

Warning--Piggy's birthday party may rage on through the night and not conclude until tomorrow! Feel free to join the chorus--or the mayhem! (Or the Mayhem!)

The occupants of Apartment 2 go to Apartment 5 ready to party!!Chef even baked a lemon meringue pie (surprisingly it's edible!) We decide not to stay too long because a certain young frog has school in the morning and I just got home from New York this evening and am bushed! Nevertheless we decide to make an appearance.

(Well if it lasts through the night and continues into tomorrow I won't mind disappearing soon. Because I honestly am tired. I've been up since a little before 8 this morning & only caught a cat nap on the plane.)

Kelly (sprawled out on the hotel bed): Too ... many ... rides ...

Cotterpin (sprawled out on the kitchen counter): Too ... many ... job ... offers ...

Wrench (sprawled out in a pile of pink goo): Too ... much ... cotton ... candy ...

Cotterpin (groans): I TOLD you ... uuunnnhhhh ... cotton candy ... not good ... clothing ... material....

Wrench: B-but ... pink is so ... pretty ....

Kelly (groans): So ... now what?

Cotterpin: Well, Angie's team will be heading back to Hensonville and we don't exactly have a lot of post-vacation plans.

Kelly (nods): I mean, I have to go back to work, but does that really count?

Cotterpin: It does if you like being employed.

Kelly: Have you ever thought about putting up a huge message board in the courtyard of Doozer Dome and offering half a year's supply of food pellets to the best redesign of the entire building complex?

Cotterpin (pauses, eyes bulging): You mean, offer buy-in in a rather democratic system that allows everyone to feel as though they participated?

Kelly (nods): And the best part is, you engineer the contest to what you were going for anyway by writing the rules in such a way that you're guaranteed to get your own ideas done anyway.

Cotterpin: You are so bad.

Prairie: Kathy..we meant to tell you. Elmo's coming to live with us!
Exquease me?
Prairie:Yeah! Isn't that great! We already checked with Ed and he gave the OK.
Well..did you think of asking me?? I have a say in here too, you know!! Why didn't Ed ask me?
Chef: Well..he thought yu didn't wunt tu be bugged un yur vacatshun.
In a matter like this I don't mind being bugged! Enjoy your new little room mate. I'm going in my room to pack.going in my room and slamming the door. How dare they?! And I just got away from my niece who thinks she's the center of the universe!Grrr!!! There's a knock on my door
LEAVE ME ALONE!!
Grover: Kathy...please come out...we need to tell you something.
Grover.....please just leave me be OK? I'm getting the room ready for Elmo and his goldfish what's her face. I'll be out of here by tonight. I'm sure Robin will be happy with Ru Kermit Piggy and Fozzie. I just can't believe you did this to me. I thought you were my friends.
Prairie:We ARE! That's why we say...*and she pulls open my door and they all say
GOTCHA!!
The bunch of nitwits engulf me in a hug as I shake my head.

Do I kill you guys NOW or later?
Chef: Er...Hoow bout nevur?
OK..NEVER!!HUGGING them* Elmo moving in here! Perish the thought please and thanks!

Zoot: -clinging to a box of Cheez-Its, snoring-

Sam: >____> -snatches box-

Zoot: -wakes up- Huh--?

Sam: Why don't you go outside?! Do something valuable with your time!

Zoot: -wanders off, mumbling-

~Sometime later, outside...~

Zoot: -waiting in front of a vending machine-

Vending machine: -about to drop a bag of Cheez-Its but it malfunctions at the last second-

Zoot: O_O Wha--? Hey! -bangs on the glass weakly- C'mon...c'monnn...don't do this to me, man... -collapses- )'= Noooo...

Sam: -walking by- -_- Ugh.

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Rhonda *strolls by machine where Zoot is collapsed; she munches unconcernedly on a Spicy Doodle* TOLD ya never to play with the Vend-A-Face-Snack machine.

*still trying to untangle self from crepe streamers trailing along behind him* Agreed. You'd think Muppets would watch the news. Remember that special report on the dangers of Vendaddiction?

Rhonda: Do I! Goldie, I STILL feel sorry for the aardvark. He still looks like something outta a horror flick with that lens where his nose oughta be...

*frowning as he tugs at the crepe around one shoe* How do I get this stuff off?

Rhonda: Well, ya could wait 'til it rains and go stand in it. It dissolves.

*scowl*
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Zoot: -lifts head; to Rhonda- Wha--?
Uh, no...nobody told me that.

Sam: Well, you should know better! >/

Zoot: -whines- I want my Cheez-Its, man...

Sam: They'll rot your brain!
...or whatever's left of it.

Zoot: ... -faceplant-

Piggy: For Moi? All of this party for Moi? How wonderful of vous to get to spend Moi's birthday with Moi! Oooh! Presents!

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Ru? Piggy? Uh, *ahem* Happy Birthdays to You,
Happy Birthdays to ---ooof!
*glares at Rhonda* Stop PUSHING!

Rhonda: You can't sing. Ya sound like ya got felt in your throat. Happy Birthdays, to the only girls that can almost dress better than me! *she hands gift cards to the best dress stores in town to both ladies*

*muttering* Happy day to you both. *to Rhonda* Are we going live with this or what?

Rhonda: Yeah, yeah. The feed's all set. Don't get your tighty whities in a twist.

Men of taste wear boxers! *realizing everyone heard him* Er...um.

Rhonda: So report already.

*faces camera, tries to smooth his hair down, still having trouble with the crepe paper streamers twined through both arms and over his chest* Ahem. This is a Muppet News special report! Dual birthday celebrations are live and underway at the townhouse for diva and fashion queen Miss Piggy and for author and resident giraffe RuCat! *startled, checks his notes* She's a WHAT? Er...uh, everyone in Hensonville has much cause to celebrate tonight, as Ru has promised to write everyone into a new story titled "The MC That Time Forg--" WHOOF!

*the Martians plow into him, skittering past into the apartment*

Blue: Cake! Mmn. Cake! Yip yip yip!
Pink: AaaaAWWWwww! Cake! Yip yip yip yip uh huh!
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Angie: *pops by* Happy belated Birthday, Ru. *gives her a Miss Piggy tee shirt she purchased at WDW* Happy belated Birthday, Miss Piggy. <3

Link Hogthrob: Happy Birthday, Ru. *kneels down, and kisses Ru's hand* *staunters to Miss Piggy, roses in hand* Happy Birthday, my dear. These are, uh, for you. *blushes* <3

Annie Sue: Oh, Miss Piggy! Miss Piggy! Happy Birthday! *gives Miss Piggy her present; a mint sundress* I hope it fits. =D

Piggy: Oooh! What lovely gifts! (She air-kisses Rhonda fondly.) We really must do lunch and a shop, ma chère. Oh! What a lovely sundress! So crisp and cool! Ru, dear--be a lamb and iron this for Moi for tomorrow, won't you?
Ru: (around a mouthful of cake) Sureth. No phwobwem, sweethie.
Piggy: Kermie! Kermie! What did you get me, Sweetie?
Kermit: (making his way to the center of the crowd around Piggy) Um, coming Piggy. I, er, got you something sortof fun this year.
Piggy: Disneyland? We're going to Disneyland?
Kermit: Er, no. I was, um, we can do that any time. This is a little more, um, you know, hands on.
(Every eye in the room turns to look at him, all conversation stopping as Kermit squirms at being the center of rather misunderstood attention.)
Piggy: (breathlessly) Yes? Yes, dearest?
Kermit: Um, I didn't, er, that is, ahem. (Hands her a credit card with a bear face on it.) I thought maybe tomorrow you and I could go to Buildabear and make, um, us. As toys.
(For a moment, Piggy just looks at him, her snout wrinkled up in what could be a precursor to a smooch--or a swat!)
Piggy: Can I get the purse and the heels?
Kermit: (relieved) Um, yes. Of course. You can have anything you want.
Rhonda: (shouting from behind cover of Gina's ankle) DO THEY SELL ENGAGEMENT RINGS?
Kermit: What?! (momentarily panicked but recovering quickly) Um, I mean, what they do have is some really cute replicas of me and Piggy that you can choose, and stuff and then, um, dress.
Fozzie: But you don't usually wear clothes, Kermit.
Kermit: (blushing) Um, thanks for pointing that out, Fozzie. But I'm sure I can find something that will be, um, that will go with what Piggy is wearing.
Ru: (teasingly) What about that cute little sailor suit with the shorts?
Kermit: I was thinking of something of little more debonair, like a tuxedo.
Piggy: As long as it's not plum colored. (leans forward and kisses Kermit) Vous are too sweet. Okay, Ru--what's the next one?
Ru: (hastily handing the next present to her) Um, it looks like one from Marty.
Piggy: Oooh!

Spamela: -tiptoes into party and delivers Piggy's present from the freaks at Apartment 7- Eep! -bolts outside before the diva has a chance to kill her-

Dr. Teeth: -consoling Zoot- It's gonna be okay, man. We can get--
Hey Spammy! :3 What's up?

Spamela: -glances upwards- A very nice sky! O.O

Dr. Teeth: ...that it is. XP

Zoot: -squishes face against machine- )=

Piggy: Ooh! Look! A present from Apartment 7! How wonderful! (Opens it to reveal a Bay of Pigswatch-style bathing suit. Piggy looks at it uncertainly.)
Kermit: Wow! Thanks, guys!
Piggy: (blushing) Um, thank vous!

~Last Friday Night blares from a room in Apartment 7~

Sam: -lifts head, sniffing air-
Ka-ty... >____>

Spamela: I love this song! :3

Sam: ...eugh.
-bangs a wing against Zoot's door-
Hey! Turn that garbage down!

Zoot: ...

Sam: Some of us don't care for Miss Perry!

Spamela: I like her!

Sam: You would.

Zoot: ...
-cranks up the radio-