*sees Prawnie on the floor and bouncing Lisa* Medic!
I'm starting to get rolling here again. Thank goodness. Enjoy this next chapter and the "situation" Lisa and I get in.
Chapter Eight
“See dis is something I don’t understand about the womens,” Pepe watched as Lisa and Christy headed to the restrooms with their heads together.
“What how they none of them will give you the time of day?” Rizzo said with Dr. Teeth, Scooter, Steve, Lips, and Zoot laughing.
“No, why is it that none of them can ever visit the ladies room by themselves? They always have to go in pairs,” Pepe glared at Rizzo and finished.
Unbeknownst to them Lisa and Christy had also seen Kermit and watched him wander off. Curiosity being what it is they walked casually to the ladies room next to the bar and waited outside the door just out of view. Just around the corner the waitress stood writing a few things in a book behind under the counter. Her hair spilled over covering her face as Kermit made his way to the bar.
Kermit stood there nervously. He shifted from one foot to the other. A green hand nervously scratched the back of his neck as he craned his head around to look at everything but the girl in front of him. Finally, he cleared his throat.
“Can I help you?” she looked up and asked.
“Um…yes..I was wondering if you ever drink,” Kermit asked choking on the words.
“Occasionally.” She replied leaning her arms on the top of the counter.
Kermit couldn’t help it his gaze lingered down. She was just so beautiful and him being a royal klutz at this. When she leaned unbeknownst to her the white shirt draped down just right. It revealed…it revealed…”Oh boy,” Kermit said aloud.
“Excuse me? Look buddy I don’t know who you are. I think you’ve had enough for tonight so go home to your pretty froggy wife and leave Piggy alone k?” Piggy said tugging her shirt up and huffing off to get her purse. Kermit made his way back to the table.
Around the corner Lisa stood with her head poking out around the corner. Christy stood right behind her a hand on her shoulder stepping on tiptoe trying to see around. They shared a look of sympathy for Kermit. Suddenly they heard, “Piggy come to the ladies room with me and I’ll show you how to use that new mascara before you leave for the weekend.”
In a panic Lisa’s eyes darted around to no avail. In two seconds they would be busted for spying. Christy’s head spun around and then she grabbed Lisa’s arm and pulled her back into the rest room. She quickly backed up into a stall taking Lisa with her. Lisa slammed the door shut locking it as Christy climbed onto the toilet so only one pair of shoes could be seen from outside. They held their breath as Piggy and her friend Maureen entered the bathroom.
“Of all the predicaments you’ve gotten us into this takes the cake.” Lisa hissed.
“You wanted to hear what was going on. Now be…oh yuck! I’m stuck!” Christy whispered in Lisa’s ear as her foot slipped wedging one tennis shoe firmly into the toilet.
“I can’t believe it…” Lisa started as Christy clamped a hand over her mouth jerking her head towards the outside of the stall.
“Maureen do you hear something?” Piggy asked looking at her reflection in the mirror.
“Nah, we’re here alone. So what was that I saw out there Pigathus? That customer was a little froggy hunk and you turned him down cold,” Maureen the mink perched herself onto the counter.
“Pigathus!” Lisa and Christy squealed each slapping the other’s mouths.
“We gotta get this place checked for rats. I hear scuffling. Oh Maureen, he’s cute but you know I’m taken.” Piggy dug in her purse procuring a rubber band and started to pull her blond curls back.
“Oh yeah, I forgot about Mr. Banjo Dreamer. When are you gonna get your mind off that psychopath and stick to reality girl? Reality is someone was trying to hit on you.” Maureen huffed.
“I can wait. When I meet my mystery man I’ll know. We’ll have a connection. That bumbling frog and I did not have a connection!” Piggy huffed and began to walk towards the door.
“Piggy, dear, come on. Don’t be like that. I was only trying to help. Say you driving home tonight?” Maureen said as they both left the room.
“You think they’re gone?” Christy asked.
“I’ll check.” Lisa poked her head out the door. “All clear, can you believe it. We waltzed right into true love.”
“Well I’m happy. Honestly I am. The question is how to fix Kermit’s blunder and get Butcher Shop Babe to give him a chance? Not to mention the love affair the toilet currently has for my foot could you please help me.” Christy braced her free foot against the base of the toilet and was pulling with all her might.
“Oh right!” Lisa came and wrapped her arms around Christy’s waist and began pulling to no avail. An impish look came across her face as she stopped for a moment, “Say I bet you wish a certain…”
“Liiiiissssaaaaa get me outta the toilet! This is no time to talk about my love life or lack there of. We gotta get out there to Pigathus, Butcher Pig, or whatever her name is!” Christy squealed.
Lisa giggled and kept pulling. After a couple more tugs both girls were laughing hysterically. Finally Christy remembered that she could just unlace her tennis shoe and slide her foot out. In moments the foot was free and Christy remarked, “They can keep the shoe.” Both girls ran out to look for Piggy, but she had already left.
“Now what?” Lisa moaned outside the restaurant.
“Lose something?” Fozzie Bear walked up to the girls.
“Oh sorry to disturb you. We were just following someone.” Christyb explained.
“My guess is that person was Piggy since she’s the only person besides you two to come out here. Why are you following her?” Fozzie asked cocking his head wondering why these two were following his friend.
“True love!” Lisa gushed.
“We know her cyber-boyfriend and frankly he just really really bombed. Now we’re helping things out so to speak, but I’m afraid we missed her,” Christy answered.
Fozzie’s eyes lit up with understanding, “You know Banjo Dreamer? Well why didn’t you say so! Piggy lives a couple of hours from here. She drives home on the weekends to be with her family. I can lead you right to her!”
“True love conquers all!” Lisa squealed bouncing.
“It owes me a shoe,” Christy muttered.
“Oh stop being such a cynic! I’m Lisa by the way and one shoed one is Christyb.” Lisa rolled her eyes at Christy.
“Pleased to meet you. Let me just tell my partner where I’m heading. We don’t have another gig lined up so he won’t mind if I go with you. Oh yeah and lets keep this a secret. If it got out it could become one big disaster!” Fozzie said leading the girls back inside.
“Hmm…your act was great. How about your partner coming to. You see we’re all headed up to Chicago to start a variety stage show. We could use a great comic team. We provide transportation. Only catch is we can’t pay much,” Christy offered holding her breath. A big name like Fozzie and Fozzie would help draw in the crowds.
“More like we can’t…Ouch that hurt!” Lisa rubbed her shin.
“That sounds great! Let me get my stuff and see if my partner wants to come too. If not I’m still game! Which car are you in?” Fozzie asked.
“The big multicolored bus that says ‘Electric Mayhem’” Lisa answered as Fozzie ran off.
The girls walked back to the table to a very angry set of co-travelers. “Where have you been?” Kermit frowned at them.
“Busy. Fozzie the comic is now coming with us.” Christyb quickly added.
“And we’re off to find true love!” Lisa squealed bouncing once more.
“We’re setting a stage show not on a joyride for you two to find boyfriends. We could have done that in Leland,” Rizzo muttered.
“This isn’t for us. This is for uh..uh…” Christy looked at Lisa.
“A friend we all know and love and this is all we’re gonna say.” Lisa finished.
“Yeah and Fozzie needs to make an..um…stop…in a town a couple of hours away. It is on our way and the least we can do for a great comic to be in the show,” Christyb bit her lip hoping the others would get even more suspicious.
“You’re up to something. I know it.” Kermit eyed both girls.
Christy and Lisa looked at each other and grinned. Lips looked down and remarked, “Say what happened to your other shoe?” Christy and Lisa looked down and back to the boys laughing until tears came.
Hours later a custodian made his rounds cleaning out the bathrooms. Quietly he whistled to himself in the empty club. In the last stall of the women’s bathroom a shoe was stuck in the toilet. After some work he eased it out and wondered if his boss would ever believe him.