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I officially interuprt this story to say: *squee* Sorry about that.

Am I the only one who likes Classical music, but also Techno?

Father: *in jail* *is suddenly met by a blast of mental magical activity, humming from the connection to his kids reopening* Hey! *leaps back from stun and head pops free from the bars* Oh my gosh, I really am Houdini!

Father: Oh, hey I'm both hungry and thirsy and grapes are both crunchy and juicey! Does it have to talk, or can I eat it? Or is it Jana?

Father: *nervious laughter* My mom used to do that. Look, I could turn on the charm, but not in the position so if there is nothing you can do say so and I'll turn my head really fast and hopefully it will fall off and I can walk out of here like a headless chicken...

Father: I guess we could try that...unless you happen to have a jackhammer on your person? *sarcasm* Just get me out of here would you!

Father: Oh hey, it's nice to see you...or it would be if I could see you, but my head is stuck between these bars and I can only see my knees...so, a little help?

Father: ...therefore, ergo, wherewith and upon the fact that I cannot now retrive me head from between the bars *pulls back to show Father's head stuck between bars* I'll just kill myself with now...

Father: If I had a choice...what would I want most of all in life...a family or a fortune...or something to drink right now like a cup of tea, steaming, freash, and brown...oh, I want it, I want it, give it to me, give it to me!...I hate making time pass...

Father: Is there any food in this place? *looks at a nearby rat* Nope...

Father: Face it, I'm not Houdini. I just don't have the slight of hand it takes to get out of a gnomes underground fortress! But I can do some amateur balloon modelling...did I already do that joke?

Father: I once knew a man who was so strong he could simply beat his way out of any jail-cell situation. I bet I can do the same! *crying* Oh, I really am never going to make it out of here alive...

Father: *in jail cell, hears someone talking (It's Biggy, but Father doesn't recognise his human voice, obviously)* Hello? Ho there my good man and fellow citizan. Hello? HI? Can anybody hear me?

Bear: *sniffs the air* You know, I think Bean Bunny is about to enter this room. Bobo: Really, you know that do you? Bear: Oh yes, and he'll have just returned from an early Halloween party. Bobo: You get all that from sniffing? Bear: No, I heard him singing, "I'm coming home from an early...

Father: *stumbles into the Moppet House* Alright, I've just about had it with this whole ridiculous so-called magical mystery whatever the heck it's called...ok, yeah, that confused me too, my point is, Red-Coated Guards, be gone, you don't want to see me when my ugly green side comes...

:zany: Hippy Bath Day! :zany: I hope you birthday is GLARKINGLY good!

Father: If I knew, I love you by the way don't be cross, but if I knew would I STILL BE STANDING HERE??? Hevej: YOu would IF YOU WERE STANDING!

Hey, do you think there will be new characters? And if so, are there any muppeteers you'd like to see with a FR charcter? Bill would be great as a fraggle.

Father: Because, my dear wife who I love, you are so intuative...get us out! Hevej: Oh you again...why does she always appear when my left hand - or a knife - is stuck in my shoulderblades?

What I hope is that Mokey doesn't get moved to the background...that would be tragic.