I was going to post all of chapter two until I realized that I made all the chapters from then on really long. So here is chapter two part one, and yes, it was my sisters who suggested Doc and Sprocket for the boat. There's also a mean first made I intended to be the obvious baddie and forgot about (gotta love an ADHD 13-year-old) so here goes!
The cruise ship was everything thing that Kermit had expected; a leaky, dirty old tub of a boat that looked as if it had been sunken and patched up at least a hundred times. Regardless of this, most of them tried to look on the bright side.
"Well at least we know they have some class." Observed Rowlf, "How so?" asked an obviously doubtful Nigel. "Well they almost didn't let us on!" Soon everyone was pulling their luggage, Floyd and Janice were dragging their guitar cases, Zoot had his saxophone stuffed in his backpack, and his backpack tied to him ( so that he wouldn't forget it , which would be just like him ), Dr. Teeth carrying an entire electric keyboard, and Animal, aside from the luggage anybody was to lazy to carry themselves, was pulling his entire drum set. A tall, skinny man in a white sailor suit with downcast eyes watched them skeptically as they hauled themselves and their things in to the boat. This was not unusual for their group, thought Kermit, but it was certainly uncomfortable. He waited for them all to get on deck, before asking who the leader was. In this situation, the leader was Kermit. Had it been an award ceremony, or a fan, there would have been quite a few volunteers. But whether or not everybody thought so, Kermit WAS the leader, he thought himself the leader, and that set everybody else to thinking it too. "I guess you could call me the leader." Stated Kermit. "I take it you have tickets?" "Of course, here they are." Kermit handed him the tickets, the man looked at them haughtily, before stuffing them in his pocket without counting them. "You won these? You didn't buy them?" Kermit decided he didn't like this fellow, "Is it important? We gave you the tickets." "Never -the- less, on this ship we try to maintain a sense of class." Said the man, with obvious distaste. Kermit's offense at this statement was somewhat softened by the coughs and snickers that came from the group behind him. He took a sarcastic glance around, before looking back at the man. "Really?" They were promptly taken to be introduced to the captain. They quickly realized that they were the only people aboard the boat. Once again, not surprising, though it was a bit strange. They were lead across the main deck, to other side of the boat. It was better looking on deck than it was in water, Kermit noted, he only hoped the same was true for below deck. The man lead them to a large outer control station on the forward prow of the deck, in which was a kindly looking elderly man in a panama hat and a Hawaiian T-shirt, and seated next to him was a rather fat man in an ill-fitting sailor's outfit. The captain jumped up to introduce himself, "Oh, hello! You must be our passengers!" "Yes, I'm Kermit and this is Miss Piggy..." Miss Piggy offered her hand for him to kiss, which he did rather awkwardly, "And Fozzie Bear, our comedian, Gonzo, our um...what do you do Gonzo?" Gonzo looked thoroughly offended. "I am an ARTISTE'!!" "Uh-huh. Anyway, this is Dr. Teeth, he leads the band, and Rowlf the dog - our piano player, Scooter, our go-fer, Nigel, the conductor for our orchestra and Beauregard...our janitor, and the band; Floyd, Janice, Zoot, Animal, and Lips." The captain was sweating by this time, although he still maintained his politeness. "I see, you must be some sort of traveling act?" He turned to the fat man in the chair, "And you said we wouldn't get many people on this cruise!" The first mate yawned before he replied "People? What people? It looks more like a zoo to me." The captain rolled his eyes and turned back to Kermit, "Don't mind him, that's just Scott Frawley, the first mate. I'm Doc Crystal, your captain...and I'm very glad your going to be staying with this time, you see...I'm not really a much of a sailor- I just bought the boat as sort of a hobby, but I *am* licensed to captain it...I took a course." The group was silent for a moment, then Kermit asked the question that was on all there minds ( except Beauregard, he was thinking about his mop ) "So, you can steer the boat right?" "Oh, of course! And I am a VERY safe driver." "In that case, it'll be fine." "Oh, wonderful! Well I'd better introduce you to the rest of the crew; this is the second mate, James Grand, *he* is a professional sailor." The shady eyed man nodded at them annoyedly. Doc continued, "And my dog, Sprocket should be around here somewhere...SPROCKET!!!" A large, gray, old-looking hound came running up, whining and grumbling the best way a dog can. "Oh, sprocket, now don't get touchy-I just wanted to introduce you to our passengers!" There were some exchanged glances within the crowd, till Rowlf silenced them "What's wrong with talking to dogs?"