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Chapter 9
Act 6
The curtains opened to Rowlf and Anne Sue's castle. Rowlf was pacing back and forth, twiddling his thumbs.
"Oh, where is my army?"
Pepe the Friar ran on stage and said,
"I have found an army, hokay?"
"Really? Are they big, mean, and bloodthirsty?"
"Uh......yeah! Sure! Let's go with that, hokay?"
Pepe ran to a corner of the room, to a wall that had a rather large hole in the wall, way too big for a mouse. He knocked on the wall.
"Hokay guys! You're on!"
Out of the hole, came many furry creatures, the Fraggles. Gobo, Wembley, Boober, Red, and Mokey were in front of the large group, all decked in armor.
Rowlf gave the "army" a blank stare.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Oh no, hokay? This is actually better that brute force! When the other army sees how friendly and cute this army is, they would have to surrender. Anybody would, hokay?"
Gobo, with a sword made of moss and a stick, declared,
"Fellow fraggles, we shall go to war!"
Wembley, with a horrified look on his face, tapped Gobo's shoulder.
"War? But Gobo, I don't want to go to war!"
Gobo whispered to Wembley, "Aw...don't worry Wembley! This is just pretend!"
Boober was shaking in his obviously oversized armor.
"Pretend or not...I am still terrifed beyond popular belief!"
Mokey gave Boober a little squeeze.
"Oh Boober, don't worry. Nobody's going to get hurt!"
Red nodded.
"Yeah, I mean this is only a pl...."
Rowlf cleared his throat, stopping Red from completing her sentence.
"Now then army, go forth, and bring home victory!!"
The fraggles cheered, and they began to sing their song, that Gonzo picked out for them.
"We're knights of the round table,
we dance whenever we are able.
We do routines,
and chorus scenes,
and footwork impecable!
We dine here in Camalot,
We eat radishes and jamalot!"
They began their sincranized dancing, and sang some more.
"We're knights of the round table,
our shows, are formidable!
Between our quests we...."
Scooter ran up in front of the fraggles and declared,
"Whoa whoa whoa! Stop the music! One more line and we have to pay for that song!"
The music stopped, and everybody on stage, and everybody in the audience, looked at Scooter with anticipation.
"What? Oh...."
Scooter slapped his forehead.
"I'm Stan!"
Scooter ran offstage.
The fraggles exited stage right, cheering and chanting "Fraggle! Fraggle!"
The curtains closed, signaling the end of the act.
Up on the balcony,
"Hey Statler?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think fraggles as a army is going to be affective?"
"If their strategy is singing and looking cute, the other army is doomed!"
Marlon Fraggle popped up, looking steamed.
"Now look here! We fraggles are more than cute furry things! We are scientists, cooks, explorers, and everything inbetween!"
"Not to mention annoying."
"Do ho ho ho ho!"
Marlon attacked Statler.
"Get...oof....this....fraggle off me!!"
Waldorf looked at his watch.
"It's about quarter past twelve."
"YOU OLD FOOL!!!!"
Act 6
The curtains opened to Rowlf and Anne Sue's castle. Rowlf was pacing back and forth, twiddling his thumbs.
"Oh, where is my army?"
Pepe the Friar ran on stage and said,
"I have found an army, hokay?"
"Really? Are they big, mean, and bloodthirsty?"
"Uh......yeah! Sure! Let's go with that, hokay?"
Pepe ran to a corner of the room, to a wall that had a rather large hole in the wall, way too big for a mouse. He knocked on the wall.
"Hokay guys! You're on!"
Out of the hole, came many furry creatures, the Fraggles. Gobo, Wembley, Boober, Red, and Mokey were in front of the large group, all decked in armor.
Rowlf gave the "army" a blank stare.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Oh no, hokay? This is actually better that brute force! When the other army sees how friendly and cute this army is, they would have to surrender. Anybody would, hokay?"
Gobo, with a sword made of moss and a stick, declared,
"Fellow fraggles, we shall go to war!"
Wembley, with a horrified look on his face, tapped Gobo's shoulder.
"War? But Gobo, I don't want to go to war!"
Gobo whispered to Wembley, "Aw...don't worry Wembley! This is just pretend!"
Boober was shaking in his obviously oversized armor.
"Pretend or not...I am still terrifed beyond popular belief!"
Mokey gave Boober a little squeeze.
"Oh Boober, don't worry. Nobody's going to get hurt!"
Red nodded.
"Yeah, I mean this is only a pl...."
Rowlf cleared his throat, stopping Red from completing her sentence.
"Now then army, go forth, and bring home victory!!"
The fraggles cheered, and they began to sing their song, that Gonzo picked out for them.
"We're knights of the round table,
we dance whenever we are able.
We do routines,
and chorus scenes,
and footwork impecable!
We dine here in Camalot,
We eat radishes and jamalot!"
They began their sincranized dancing, and sang some more.
"We're knights of the round table,
our shows, are formidable!
Between our quests we...."
Scooter ran up in front of the fraggles and declared,
"Whoa whoa whoa! Stop the music! One more line and we have to pay for that song!"
The music stopped, and everybody on stage, and everybody in the audience, looked at Scooter with anticipation.
"What? Oh...."
Scooter slapped his forehead.
"I'm Stan!"
Scooter ran offstage.
The fraggles exited stage right, cheering and chanting "Fraggle! Fraggle!"
The curtains closed, signaling the end of the act.
Up on the balcony,
"Hey Statler?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think fraggles as a army is going to be affective?"
"If their strategy is singing and looking cute, the other army is doomed!"
Marlon Fraggle popped up, looking steamed.
"Now look here! We fraggles are more than cute furry things! We are scientists, cooks, explorers, and everything inbetween!"
"Not to mention annoying."
"Do ho ho ho ho!"
Marlon attacked Statler.
"Get...oof....this....fraggle off me!!"
Waldorf looked at his watch.
"It's about quarter past twelve."
"YOU OLD FOOL!!!!"