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Oh yeah... When you get back here on Monday Prawn... We be expectin' that thar new story of yers. So get back so we can nag you proper!

*And everybody goes back to business as usual, as if nothing has happened, because it rully hasn't. Balloon popping? No, that was probably Crazy Harry, go back to sleep.

Uh Kyle... You do know that Oscar's trashcan is on the second floor's common room, and Randall's room is up on the third floor right? Just checking, thought there might've been a misunderstanding there. Is sokay, we rully need someone to draw a mock-up of the dorms one of these days to cut...

Oh. And here I thought it was something... He already told us in the dorms he wouldn't be back till Monday. Yo shoul rully make yourself more of a regular presence there Toga. And Bo... You have a lot of catching up to d... So just keep tending to whatever it is that's gotten your...

*Another note from management is slipped into Beau's hands: Why didn't you learn to obey your superiors? Ask Mother, then get back to us.

*In Floyd voice: I got five bucks on the map. *Raspy laughter issues forth. LMK if you need help Cath. Sure know what it's like wrestling with ideas and the hardships of not being able to decide what you want. Oh and Christy... Don't you have a story to update as well? Hmmm?

*Returning to the table... Sorry about tht... I'll have a pot of your finest seafood gumbo please. *Whispering to waiter: Make sure the noodles for the special are good and al dente.

*Tapping fingers on armchair until more fanfic gets posted... Please? Ru?

*Laughs nervously as cheeks redden slightly. You're very kind to say so... Oh, there's our waiter. *Flags down the penguin-suited guy shlepping dishes about. Yes, over here sir... Water for me please. *Looks back at Vanessa: Go ahead and order, Um, I'll just go wash my hands and be fright...

Now why does this stock car race remind me f the early Herbie mvies? And a chilling end... Come on guys, make it to the talent show safely!

*Slices off intercom ad chomps down on the metal box... Mmm, delicious. That'll teach that big brother type fellow not to get rid of my victims, er, viewers like that. Aargh... G-Man be getting way, but I still got... Us! Yes, we got us! *Breaks down into musical number before going off...

OK... So I hope to use this one to introduce the haunters roaming through the counting chatteau, not to mention my own imagination. Will take this one by one... But here's the first short installment. Nothing But 0. ------------------ "Counting is vonderful... Counting is ecstasy..."...

Um hi ZeldaZipple... I might also be in need of your services as artist/drawer extraordinaire. Let me know when you have some free time in your schedule, and I'll send you the specs of what I'd hope to get your help with. If you have too much on your plate or the request gets too big, LMK...

Ooooooh! Scary stuff. But that's why this is a good story. Hope the gang makes it to the fan club talent show in one piece.

Hee... Just so long Beaker doesn't get trapped with that groundhog again. Took him a week for his moptop mowcut to grow back.

So... That'd make your friend's little brother a smidge older... But wouldn't that make him, Muppetized of course, perfect for the role of Stan, your character's young cousin?

*At waterfront cafe... Allow me. *Gives shamrocked green jacket to Vanessa to keep her from getting chilled. This place looks somewhat familiar. Have you been here before? Seems like the waiter's taking his time in getting here though. *OOC: 134H'eth posts!

Huh? Is Beaker trying out his Little Richard impersonation again? Hmmm, thought he'd be in Leprechaun Brothers getup for the parade/festival later today. *Reference to Cath's new fic.

Woo-hoo! Another one of mistress Catherine's sidestories! Absolutely thrilled to all that's going on as part of the plans for the festival. The frog scouts will probably be the cutest thing of all, unless Bean makes a quick cameo appearance. Funny that Kermit has a Disney Store coffee mug...

Hee... This was a good chapter. Wonder what those flying radishes will accomplish. More please sir!