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Part 18 The Newsman kept silent, fascinated, as he watched Gina bring up or down the seventy-five dimmers active on the long lighting board, each of them controlling one or two or a set of lighting instruments. The lighting and sound booth was above the audience level, just a little below the...

Just a note by way of preface to the next part: What happens to Newsie in this one very nearly happened to me, with two significant differences: 1. the dimmer controlling the light wasn't up, so I got the amps but not the full voltage; 2. I was alone. Had I received the full force of the...

Part 17 Eventually the unnerving silence awoke him. The Newsman blinked, briefly panicked to find himself in a strange place and unable to see clearly. Then the previous night came back to him. Peering around, he discovered his glasses on a sturdy, small table swathed in a dark red paisley...

Holy cannolis you guys. I'm not doing a list that long... Fun reading all yours, though. :) Briefly: Favorite Band: varies. Currently I'm liking Tom Waits a lot. Favorite CD: again, varies by mood. Currently Phish's "A Picture of Nectar" Favorite Type of Music: alt rock, some grunge, classic...

Very sweet. I laughed so hard it took me a minute to resume reading when I got to the kosher joke...

Part 16 “Fake butter or not?” “Oh, yes please,” Rizzo said, drooling. “Lots and lots of it!” Grimacing, Newsie shook his head. Gina grinned at him. “Looks like I was right to bring both kinds. Rhonda, two bowls, please?” “Here you go,” the dainty rat said, plopping one large wooden bowl...

Part 15 The walk home after the ambulance left was awkward. Rain drizzled down, but neither of them bothered about it, even though droplets occasionally spattered the Newsman’s glasses. He didn’t know what to say. Gina stole concerned glances at him every few steps, and finally took his right...

Again...a big smile for a bleh day. Thank you, Count! I did look up Rhonda, and you're right. Maybe something in the back of my head recalled her... And I realized, too late to change it, that the blue shady monster should indeed have been Lefty instead! Oh, well. (I didn't recall HIM at all...

Ru, NOBODY bullies me...but I got the impression from skimming a number of threads that the Count knows what he's talking about, and reading your fic has confirmed that! You truly have great talent, and I sincerely hope you make time (not find it -- MAKE it) to do some publishable stuff. Brava...

Part 14 Bunsen Honeydew finished plugging in all the power cords and fibreoptic feeds, and dusted off his hands, turning to his assistant with a satisfied nod. “There! All hooked up. Are you ready, Beaker?” Beaker looked at the remote unit, twiddling the knobs on it like an Etch-a-sketch...

Count, ya just made a bad day better. Thank you! The closer I get to the end of this story, the harder the chapters are to write, trying to maintain a faster pace but not get TOO serious (I mean hey, they ARE Muppets). Took me most of yesterday to get part 19 down on screen on my laptop. (Yes...

Part 13 Saturday night, Gina had to attend a full run-through for the crew of the show her theatre was doing. “It’s a rehearsal for the actors, but all the rest of us who’re going to be running it are supposed to come watch, so we can get an idea what the final production will look like,” she...

Part 12 “So like I brought the party favors for all of yous, okay?” the King Prawn called out, cheerfully greeting everyone as he breezed through the backstage area, tossing cheap fake-flower leis at all he encountered. “Hi, Pepe. How was Spring Break?” Kermit asked politely, looking up from...

Bravo for you! Post pics of the "ceremony" later, if you would? I'd love to see them!

Aaaaannnnnnd I'm caught up. And still wowed. WHO is Scribbler's nefarious boss? Doc Hopper? A disgruntled Muppet? A rival in showbiz? I like the suspense. You've dropped, far as I can tell, not one single hint on this guy. Well done! I can picture easily every musical number (love the...

Part 11 At five p.m. the tech director called it a day. Gina took the cables they hadn’t used back to the electrics closet, making sure they were coiled properly for easy retrieval, and then joined the other crew of the small theatre in sweeping up the stage. She’d done all sorts of tech work...

note on continuity I've been told that the Sara/Scooter relationship explored in other fics here is accepted Forum Canon, so to avoid stepping on any toes (fictional or otherwise!) I beg readers to either ignore the continuity problems which will arise in comparing my fic to others', or assume...

wow Miss Ru, I've started reading your story at the Count's recommendation, and though I still have to catch up to the rest of you (as of last night, I've read thru ch. 51), may this newbie just humbly say: This. Is. F'in. BRILLIANT. pardon my Mock French... I'm impressed. The...

Part 10 When Gina arrived at approximately two o’clock, the Newsman had already dragged himself out of bed, showered, shaved, dressed, and fixed himself a cup of the tea she’d left in the kitchen. He wasn’t normally a tea drinker, especially not fruity floral stuff, but it did seem to help...

soundtrack Just a quick note, for anyone who hears soundtracks in their head like I do while writing… I’ve been assembling a soundtrack of sorts for this story, and thought I’d share the list. I don’t have all of the songs, unfortunately, but I have my iTunes shuffling and replaying what I do...