Fan Fic - And what is on the other side...?

[Whatever]

Yay!

 

[Beauregard]

"Fine. Why not elect him president."

And Beauregard looked straight at Piggy.

"Why not..."

The rat's cheered him as he pulled open the fridge. "I now declare this refidgerator open..."

"...elect..."

The rats ran into the fridge, but one watched him curiously...

"...him..."

Purple eyes. Weird for a rat. The refidgerator door slammed shut, the rats safely inside.

"...president."

Miss Piggy's eyes lit up with knowledge and BEau knew she's seen it too.

Her eyes...

And Beau was back there once more. "What color are their hands now? What color are their hands now? What color, waht color, what hands are their colors, what color hands are they, why are the colors hands in the colors, colors of the reinbow, red Orange Yellow Green Blue.....swirling....floating....what color are their hands now...."

And the floor rushed up towards him....

..."Beauregard? Son, are you alright?"

He squinted, blinked, opened his eyes. The world span aroudn him, the floor dropped away once more, then settled back.

"What color are their hands now?"

Piggy knelt beside him. "Beau? Are you going to be ok?"

"What color?"

Beautingleroth Regard strightened up. "He's going to need a doctor."

Mrs Nancy laughed. "No doctor will treat an outlaw, and you know it. None. Zip. Zero. Hah!"

Beauhoth turned away from the door. "We will have to reveal ourselves," he said. "I will take control of the kingdom once more. It is rightly mine."

 

[TogetherAgain]

oh my wowzers!
it's spellbinding, positively spellbinding...you know, one of those things where you don't want to put the book down.
Except that there's no book to put down. And you kind of have to anyway, because there's space between pieces of story. So you can only read up to a certain point, and then you have to wait for the next part to be posted.
So beau if you could keep that waiting period nice and short...

 

[TogetherAgain]

Beau? It's been a week. It's time for me to bug you again.
Could you please post some more story... pretty please with sugar on top?

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[Beauregard]

Ok. Thanks for the reminder....

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"Gee, Skeeter, I really thought I was going to die there for a moment," Robin said from his position on her shoulder.

"You almost did," Skeeter said. She grabbed the thick stems of a vine, and pulled herself up hand over hand. Robin looked down, down, down, down to where the hard-packed ground was far below.

"We sure are high," he said. They were climbing for an entrance. There had to be one somewhere on this place, as Skeeter had said when she caught him.

"I was coming around the back when I heard shouting from that tower room. So I grabbed this ivy-like stuff, and came swooping up for ya. And arrived just in time..."

"...you sure did," Robin had said.

Skeeter had just reatched the high window when she saw a cage and Robin shoot upward past the window on a rope, then come down again, faster. She'd let go of the ivy, started fallign backwards, grabed the windowsill, pulled herself forward, and caught the cage. They had to break the cage to get Robin out, but he was safely on her shoulder now...well...safish. "And now we need to find another entrance and get into this mansion," Skeeter had said.

Now, Skeeter leapt and caught onto the edge of a hanging gutter, Robin slipped off her shoulder, grabbed her shoe. "Skeet! Give me warning next time."

Skeeter clung on with her fingers, and spoke through gritted teeth. "Sorry."

Robin scampered up her leg, around her back, and onto the roof. Skeeter swung a leg up, caught her foot onto the tiles, and hefted herself up onto the slopping tower-roof.

From there, the entire world was a panarama of greens, red, yellows, and blues. A huge rainbow arched in the sky...except...was it crumbling? There wasn't time to think about that now.

Skeeter scrambled up the tiles, and looked down the other side. This was what she was loking for. In the middle of the next part of the tilting roof was a sky-light. "Come on Robin, this way."

She jumped from the top of teh tower, and landed, skittering, on the tiles of the next roof. Robin landed beside her. "Bingo," Skeeter said. The sky-light was right there in front of her. She stood up...and felt the roof giving way beneith her...

"Skeeter!" Robin shouted, as she fell through. "SKEET!" He ran towards her and the roof shattered under his small feet and he was falling too....

 

[TogetherAgain]

Gah! Poor Robin keeps falling! And now Skeeter's falling too. Oh, dear goodness...
more please!

 

[Whatever]

Aaaww again.

 

[Beauregard]

I meant to post more this afternoon...but got busy, busy, lazy. Will do some more soon.

 

[Beauregard]

(Wondering when my story started having so many dream like sequences...after now I think I should keep my fan-fics firmly in solid relaity...)

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Some things are not meant to be told. Some stories a secret, never to be voiced. Secrets can llive within the ones that see, and hear, and feel. Secrets that never leave them, but burn inside their heart and soul forever.

So it was with the rainbow. Kermit, Gonzo, Rowlf, Sam. They would never speak of what they saw there. They would never tell of the wonders, explain the sounds, or understand the feelings. There were whispers, but never words. Thoughts, but like poems, hidden, unreal.

Their hearts and minds and very souls became like one in that moment in the rainbow, a relationship connecting their minds in one goal, one true thought that blazed across their minds, locked their bodies into a course of action. A secret in their ears. The rainbow was dying. The feeling of lights danced over their fur and feathers. Warm breezes touched their faces. One last gift, remember the rainbow. They were falling, rising, floating, flying. The raibow was with them. The rainbow had touched them. Never let it die. Fight...fight for me....save the rainbow...save the rainbow's life...


More on it's way in the next post...

 

[Beauregard]

Skeeter crashed through the broken tiles, and clattered through the straw dust, thudded aginst a support beam, span around it and fell on, smacking hard against the floor of the loft. She pulled herself up, coughing, and waved away the swirls of dust from her face. As the dust cleared, Skeeter saw she was in a store-room of sorts. Crates, boxes, and barels lined the walls. Piles of old furs were stacked floor-to-celing. And a ticking sound came from everywhere.

A crack, and crash. Skeeter lept aside as Robin smashed through the celing after her. "Hey," he said. "I wondered where you'd got to." The light from outside streamed through the broken ceiling in rays of colored dust-beams. "Wow. What is that ticking?"

"I don't, know," Skeeter said. She strated walking, and the musty floorboards creaked under her feet.

"You know I'm not sure this room is totally safe," Robin said.

Skeet's foot broke through a rotted board, and she jumped aside, barely escapng another fall. "You don't say." Skeeter said.

"Where are we?"

"I'm thinking that strange lady's loft," Skeeter said.

Robin chuckled. "She's not much of a lady. I told you about the time..."

Skeeter shushed him. "Time," she said. "The ticking."

"What do you mean? There's no clocks here."

(*)(*)(*)(*)

Pepe the Prawn stood on a wet stone staring surprised like at the sea. He'd seen the big-brown hulk of Beauregard fall in, and the creature hadn't surfaced yet. "He sure can hold his breath ok, ok."

The rain was still going, his hoodie was soaked and stuck to his skin. His fringe hung damp over his eyes. "Oh no, the poor guy, ok. I still don't see him no where, ok."

"Who are you talking to?" Rizzo asked from behind.

Pepe turned. "How did you find me, ok?"

"I just folowed the smell, you see, I was hiding a certain piece of cheese, which I loved, and I thought, hey, why not hide it somewhere with my best friend, he can be a guard person. I put it in your hoodie while you were sleeping."

"Is that what it was, ok! I thought it was me, I was thinking about a shower ok."

"Yeah, buddy. But, look at this rain? Isn't that shower enough? And, um, you can keep the cheese. I wasn't expecting you to wear your hoodie today, and, I don't fancy munching on somethink that's been that close to your body."

"Whatever you say. But, Rizzo, dat Beauregard fell into the sea, ok."

"He fell in the sea?"

"That's right."

"And he ain't surfaced yet?"

"No, I was begining to get a little worried ok. Also I saw a strange light under there ok, after he fell in."

Rizzo gave him a strange look. "A light? A light?"

"Yes, a light."

"Like, Follow the light, a light?"

"I don't know, I'm just saying..."

"Sure. Come on, that cheese realy has got to you. Maybe you should have a shower after all. Now the rain has stopped."

Pepe hadn't noticed, but Rizzo was right. The clouds had swept out to sea, and sun was shining now. In fact a huge rainbow arched in the sky...except....it was flickering...strangely....like the last fight of a lightbulb filiment before it goes phut.

"Oh no!" Rizzo said. "We got trouble. I dread to think what Bunsen and Beaker are up to with that Raibow Maker machine."

"Rainbow maker?"

"Didn't you hear? Robin lept through the rainbow."

"Oh, I did get that bit, ok."

"Yeah, and now the rainbow machine is broken. Saburtaged, they say. By someone. We don't know who."

"Who would saburtage something Bun and beak made??? Surely it's bad enough already, ok."

"Hey, don't look at me, I'm just passing on the gossip here."

"Oh, I sure hope they ain't messin' with the rainbow. I think somone would sue, ok."