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<rolls eyes> The point of grounding you for- Oh, nevermind. You're grounded for all of 2007, IF you say anything to your father about the prime rib. Got it?

Is who where yet?

<clamps hand on Beau's mouth> Now listen Kid, you leak one little word to him and you'll be grounded for all of 2007. Understand?

<raises eyebrows> Oh, he DOES, hm? "ABC's with Sesame Street Bee's," you say? Now that's very interesting. <Giggles> I'll never know why I bailed him out of jail... How much will I pay you? How about I tell you what I'll do if you DO tell him about the ribs? <folds arms>

...Well, we'd be without the Crocodile Hunter anyway. He's dead, dear. For as much time as you spend reading the newspaper, I'd think you'd have heard that by now. And, son- erm, fiance's son... Well, you. Kid. No, I'm not going to hit Daddy, as long as he behaves himself. I'm not going to...

Oh, you're giving me permission to hit your son? What kind of father are you?!? ...But nice job on the "please" usage. It's an improvement.

Yes, I have a frying pan. I have other things, too, and if you don't want any kitchen-utensil-shaped bruises, I'd suggest you stop tracking mud in the house. And try saying "please," for once, would you?

<Rolls eyes> I'm sure you mean OUR phone bill. Sweetheart. <ahem>

Yes, I DO mind if you call me Fran. I've got three minds, remember? I'm bound to mind everything. I'm not a doll, I'm much too animated for that. It's not soda, it's pop, and I'll be happy to make that prime rib. <sneaks into kitchen and orders in prime rib> AND DEAL WITH THE CREEPY KID YOURSELF!

...<stares at Zany, etc.>... OH! Oh, I seem to remember that now. Yes. Boy, that was a loooong day... Remember the part when I bailed you out of jail? I'll never understand why I did it. And Beau, listen to your father. You know how expensive therapy can be.

Whoa, hold up, hold the phone, hold your horses, hold on, hold the ice... erm, knix the last one. Just... Yeah. Prawnie, dear, how is it that my fiance has a son without my knowing? Is your son my son, too? I think I'd remember that... Then again, on MC, you never know.

100% HILARIOUS, Prawnie! As usual. I especially like Skeeter's line, "Well...You're making him mumble anyway, and that's never a good sign!" I mean, I liked all of it, really, but you've heard my comments on most of the rest, so... MORE PLEASE!

Chapter Ten After a long, long while, the door slowly opened and the light shined in. Kermit winced at the brightness, which then diminished, but did not vanish, and now Miss Piggy was in the room. She smiled at him in the dim light. "We were starting to wonder where you were," she said...

Chapter Nine The night flew on, and the excitement wore down. The house slowly grew quiet. And still, Kermit could not bring himself to look at Robin without wincing, flinching, or otherwise making it clear that he wasn't his usual self, and he could never look for long. At some point, he...

OTHER HALF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <<<<<<<<<<GLOMP!>>>>>>>>>> It's SO good to see/read you again! It just makes me wanna sing! Toooooooooogether again! Gee, it's good to be together again!... Now the confusing thing about that song is I feel like I'm singing about myself...

Chapter Eight There was another slight adjustment that Kermit noticed. This one was to their routine. Dinner was just wrapping up- or walking off the table- when the phone rang. Rowlf checked the clock. "Right on time," he said. Robin was suddenly a dark green streak for the phone...

More please? More please? More PLEASE????????? MWAHHHHHHHHH! You should never nag me when I'm SLAP HAPPY! I think the last time I felt this incredibly insanely insane, I ended up on the floor laughing for a good fifteen minutes, unable to see the computer screen but still trying to converse on...

<Stares> ...I'M A WORLD-RENOWNED MUPPET WRITER! SQUEEEEEEEEEE! <GLOMP> And we're climbing into a window! Whoopie! Oh, men's bathroom. Hah, love the phone number! (Sorry, Prawnie ;)) <Giggles> It's a splendiferous chapter! ...And dang you for how it ends. Honestly. That's something I...

Chapter Seven They laughed on the way to the table. Clifford managed to walk next to Kermit for a brief moment. "Bet you really missed the food here, huh Kerm?" he teased. "Does it still explode?" Kermit asked vaguely. "Heh, only if you're lucky," Clifford said. "And if you're...

I'm HOOOOOOOOOOOME! And I had a WONDERFUL time! And by the way SWAEHB, I had a bagel at breakfast every day! ...Erm, well anyway. There was something I was gonna do here, what was it... Oh yeah! I remember! I'll do that...