A/N: I'm...not totally happy with this, but I'll just leave this here and hope someone enjoys it.
Dear Muppet Fanfiction Authors,
I just wanted to talk to you about these stories you’ve been writing about me. Well, I have to admit, I’m surprised! Am I really that attractive? Huh, I never thought of myself like that! Wow!
Ok, so some of you may have made characters that weren’t completely my type or I may have acted OOC (out of character, to the non-nerds out there) in one or two stories. Or you may have got my, erm, gender preference a little bit wrong and you are writing about my deeply personal life which you really have no right to, but those are just nick-picks.
No one seems to understand to trials of being a gofer. No one seems to care about what I want and you people make me feel so special and appreciated and lo-
Excuse me. Kermit just called in and wants me to help him with tonight’s show. We have a finale planned with the singing vegetables, a dozen Muppets on rocket launchers and forty monsters doing the tango. And Miss Piggy wants me to collect some feather boas and help her with her latest scheme to get Kermit to notice her. Then I have to help Gonzo with his… I dunno, something to do with canon, a kilt and a dozen chickens in tutus.
*Sigh*
Bye,
Scooter.