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Chapter Eight The nurse and the aides were just filing out of room 396 as Dr. Livelong led the frogs in. Robin lay very still in bed two, an oxygen mask still strapped to his little face, his right hand still bound in a bright yellow cast, his left arm still pricked with the IV tube. Another...

All caught up! (Finally. Shame on me, really, getting so far behind to begin with...) And LOVING it! (And not surprised to be loving it.) And... I want to hug poor Megan. Very proud of past-Robin, and very intrigued about present-Robin's book! I like the past/present contrast you've got going...

HAAAAAAAAAA! I LOVE Rowlf. (No duh.) <scratches Rowlf's ear> And I love the bushes! AND, I love the stair-climbing banter. <knocks Andy and Randy together> I totally agree that they should be left with UD. <ahem> MORE PLEASE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

<shifty eyes> <puts WAY too much thought into picking room numbers> <cough> Personally, when looking for a shorthand way to refer to this story, I use the lovely acronym of the title... HOTSAM. It just amuses me too much for me to pass it up. ;)

Glad you're enjoying, James! And glad everyone else is having their hearts torn to shreds. <evily rubs hands together> ...<ahem> <shifty eyes> Will post the next chapter as soon as it's ready, of course... Sitting down to work on it as we speak. (Type? ...Meh, it's a figure of speech...

Chapter Seven Leaper grabbed Kermit’s shoulders. “He is! He’s coming home!” She shook him, her fingers digging into him. “My son. My baby…” Sitting on a coffee table, Pepe pulled his cards against his chest and leaned over to Rizzo. “If she’s so worried h’about him… why have I never seen...

Lisa: <stretches out amongst the rubble> <sings> Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate's life for me... Robin: <still standing on the chimney, which is somehow intact> ...Um... Pieces of eight, pieces of eight? <Waves sword> ...I think I'll take the rope down. <Grabs onto the rope and slides down to the...

Lisa: <whacks Prawnie over the head with telescope> No, Sir Cap'n. ASSISTANCE for me. <Jerks head towards Pearl> Three against one. You're in. <Blink> <looks at roof> You are NOT... <stares at Pearl> <looks at Prawnie and Cait> <whispers> I vote we push her off.

Lisa: <Points sword at Pearl> That's why we're BOTH fighting you, and not trying to take you one on one. Which reminds me. <Ahem> SIR CAP'N THE PRAWN! GET OVER HERE!

Lisa: <Still fighting with Cait> <blinks at Pearl> <blinks at random music> <turns to Cait> What say we take Leafblower over thar, and then get back t'fightin', so that whoever wins actually wins?

Lisa: <Fights with Cait> ...Ever get the feelin' yer doin' somethin' completely pointless, because no one's really payin' attention? Rowlf: <Scratches ear> <sniffs> Mm--someone's got Extra Butter... Chef: <arguing with a bag of microwave popcorn> ...<don't ask>

Lisa: Let's clear a few things up here, shall we? <uses sword to flick forks at Cait> First of all, the ship was never Sir Cap'n's to give--an' if he did GIVE it, as ye say, well--he'll regret it, if he doesn't already. Second, it's MY ship, and not yours, therefore if I tell you to leave, you...

Lisa: <raises eyebrows> ...What movie were we aiming for, again? Rowlf: <Turns on stereo and plays Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack> Lisa: I thought so. <Pulls out flask, takes another swig, and tucks it away> <raises sword again> So we'll use the Forks, savvy?

Lisa: <Looks at Cait> <looks at light saber> <blinks at curtain rod> <calls over shoulder> PROP CHECK! <tosses curtain rod and the big fancy sword that's thrown back> ...<shrug> It's an improvement. <points said sword at Cait> THAT would be yer mistake, mate. This be MY ship... And I intend to...

Lisa: Difficult, aye... But FAR more dramatic than the elevator. Rowlf: Are we there yet? Lisa: Aye! <Hauls self around chimney and stands on roof, drawing sword--er... curtain rod> Who DARES claim me ship? I'll fight ye m'self! Robin: Um--<adjusts hat> If you're gonna be fighting now, can I...

Lisa: CATFISH BEARD! Ye ain't a captain, ye don't give orders, an' if ye kehaul Hook-Nose, thereby breakin' his torture ban, ye won't be likin' the consequences, savvy? Now, men! Prepare to board the ship! Robin: <waves sword--but not at Gonzo> Prepare to board the ship! Chef: <Whirls a rope...

Lisa: Quit yer whinin', Hook-nose! We'll GET her. An lay off the mush. Robin: <waves sword> Lay off the mush! Lisa: <to Robin> Don't threaten 'im. He's on a torture ban. Have to strictly enforce it. Robin: Oh. Right. <Does NOT wave sword> Lay off the mush!

Lisa: <Leads tree-pirates, marching across the grass, munching on jolly boat-shaped cookies> Steady, men! Just because it's broad daylight doesn't mean they've seen us. Plenty of time to enjoy the jolly boats before we get there. Rowlf: Beggin' yer pardon, Cap'n, but what about Ca--erm, Extra...

Lisa: Aye. Fire the kiwi, and ban Cap'n Hook-Nose from any lashings, keelhaulin's, plank-walkin', or imprisonment. And from hangin', stretchin', burnin'... an' any other torture anyone can think of. And once ye've fired the kiwi, all hands to the jolly boats! Robin: <waves sword> All hands to...

Lisa: Argh... Extra Crispy... An' how, exactly, Sir Cap'n, do ye suppose they've gotten their slimy mitts on 'er? Robin: <looks at Lisa> Slimy mitts? Lisa: Slimy seafarin' mitts. Robin: <waves sword> Slimy SEAFARIN' mitts!