A Muppet Horror Story
By Gererd "G-MAN" Lyon
I do not own any of the characters here-in. The Muppets belong to The Muppet Holding Company, a subsidiary of Disney and also by the late, great Jim Henson. Scream, to which this is loosely based is owned by Dimension Films.
Chapter 1
The apartment hallway was still and quiet except for the few sounds of television sets in various rooms, when the outer door opened. Hilda entered the hallway cautiously, she didn't usually stay out this late but the FMO (Former Muppets Organization) had a special Bingo tournament that she couldn't resist. She knew that some of her fellow members had left earlier and were already relaxing in their rooms until bedtime (which was usually sceduled for 11:00). Taking out her key Hilda quietly opened the door to her apartment.
When she walked in, the first thing that she did was check the clock. According to it it was 42:50 in the morning on April 12th 1000 B.C., she would have to talk to her landlord about getting it fixed. She then sat down in her easy chair turned on the TV and reached for her answering machine. There wasn't much there, just the usual "You might have won $1,000,000,000" and quite a few "Is your refridgerator running?"s. There was also a message from her next door neighbor Mildred Huxtetter reminding her to be back before 11 or she would be locked out of the building for the night. Hilda shhok her head as she shut it off, when all of a sudden the phone rang.
"Hello?", Hilda nervously asked, and she was annoyed when the response was "Is your refridgerator running? It is? Well you better go catch it.", Hilda hung up her phone angrily when it rung again. She picked it up and heard the same voice, but this time it said "Hey don't hang up on me, I've got a million of them.", Hilda answered "Fozzie, if that is you, you can forget about me helping with your Save The Jokes Foundation.", she then hung up the phone, and it rang again. She angrily picked it up and said "Now listen", "No, you listen", the voice interrupted, "I'll get to the reason I called, the jokes were just to ease the tension. I saw someone hanging outside this apartment building earlier and had a reason to believe that whoever it was might have broken into your home and might be lurking in your apartment. Everybody else answered their phone earlier except for you so I figured that your place would be the target." Hilda nervously asked what she should do, and the caller suggested that she should rush down to the main office and get help.
Hilda quickly did as she was told and rushed to the main office as quickly as she could. When she made it, she was slightly unnerved about how quiet it was, almost as quiet as it was when she entered the building earlier. She moved behind the desk calling for the owner and the secretary only to find that the secretary Penguin lay there dead, a big fish shoved down his thoat by brute force. All of a sudden the office phone rang, she picked it up "Yes?" she asked. "Did you make it down to the office?" "Yes", "Good then turn around", Hilda turned until she was facing the boss' office ownly now seeing the "On Vacation sign hanging on the door. The door opened and a cloaked person rushed right at her with a knife.
The next morning, it was the security guard, who had been knocked out while checking out a slight noise outside the previous night, found himself in one of the apartments when he heard a scream. He rushed down the stairs and to the office where he saw a crowd surrounding a frightened Mildred. The guard moved through the crowd to find the dead bodies of the secretary Penguin and Hilda. He turned around nearly ready to throw up, and spoke into his intercom, here is what he said "Boss, this is Bobo, I think we might have a problem here at the apartment building. Can you get back as soon as possible? Thanks, bye". He then threw up and afterwards fainted.