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Hubert, what the heck?

You are still stuck on that, huh?

TELL ME HOW YOU LIKED THE CHAPTER!!! Uh oh... *Asprin landed on meh*

HUBERT!!! Just tell me about the chapter before this asprin kills me!

I'll put the end on tomorrow. I'm fine Hubert. Chill. *Finally has the asprin hit her* Now I need it...

I'm taking that as a yeah. Chapter Ten- "It's a Fan Fiction, anything could happen!" 　 　 　 　 Fozzie and Kermit dragged Miss Piggy to a seat on the EM's bus, and drove to a cemetary. Fozzie was getting more upset by the minute. He was thinking more about how everything was all his...

... Hubert, do you want more story now...?

Woww... Anyway. here's some art for the story. http://misskermie.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d5bccmp

Let me know when you guys want the next chappie, because I already finished the story.

... Hubert, really? That happened last month. And he JUST made an appearance when- Whatever you wanna do Hubert...

Bobo saw it! Oh no!!! Don't tell. More please Ru.

You may if you want... LOL

Yeah. I actually already finished the story. I'm waiting for the right time to post it.

You should make Fozzie write me. *Looks around at people staring* Or something else...

Chapter Eight- Making another agreement 　 　 　 　 Mo has followed Miss Poogy all day, asking to do things, in hopes in discovering her plans. Unfortunately, everything Mo asked to do, Poogy wouldn't let her. "Miss Poogy, can I make you a sandwich?" Mo asked. "No, I'll do it." Poogy snapped. "Well...

Chapter Nine- Stop being sad, and listen! 　 　 　 　 Fozzie was in his room, re-hanging the picture of Jaz. He hung it over his dresser, and placed a little black box next the picture. "I'm sorry I didn't get to ask you..." Fozzie whispered. Fozzie moped downstairs, feeling guilty about everything...

Squeeee! More please!

You shall stay away from my bear, or I'll go Miss Piggy on you. Hiiiii-Yaaaaa.... LOL I'm kidding.

She shouldn't be. AH! The other two are in the middle of the city. I'll try to get a street name...

It wasn't a song, it was just a small poem I made