Fan-Fic: Sometimes It's Better To Go

[Just J]

That last line really does kick butt. I love Piggy/Kermit scenes.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Robin sat on his bed doing math homework. "Ok, if x=94," he said aloud. "Then what is 97+54x-9-234+87% of 234?"

4717.42

...this is what happens when I can't sleep...

 

[theprawncracker]

4717.42

...this is what happens when I can't sleep...

Oh...um...that's good...

Anyway more story later tonight. I'm going to a football game and won't be back 'til pretty late. But I will get a chapter posted.

 

[Beauregard]

WHoahulaaaaaa!

Great, great, great! I love the amount of songs in here, and the references! It's a reference fest! And you refered to my Beau story! Thanks!!!

 

[theprawncracker]

Chapter 17: Wanna Cry

"Hey Pepe any idea what the answer to number 24 is?" Sam asked the prawn.

Pepe looked at the problem and scratched his head. "Um...no." He told her.

"Thanks." She said sarcasstically.

"Oh, no problem. I am very good at de matematicas. Hokay?"

"Yeah well I'll just call Ryan and see if he knows."

"Who?" Pepe asked.


'I'm serious Beau!' Ryan typed. 'Yes, they really are here! I swear!'

"He doesn't believe me guys!" Ryan told the band.

"What?" Dr. Teeth asked. "Well why not?"

"Yeah man!" Floyd said. "I thought you were good friends with him!"

"I am! It's just...he doesn't believe your story. And no one else on MC does either!"

"Well, maybe you could tottaly get a web-cam. Then they'd all be able to see us!" Janice suggested.

"That's a great idea!" Ryan cheered.

"WEB-CAM! WEB-CAM!" Animal cried.

Ryan's cell phone rang. "I wonder who that is?" He answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey Ryan? It's Sam." Said the voice on the other end.

"Hey Sam! What's up?"

"Oh, not much. I just needed some help on some math homework." She said.

"Let me talk to him! Hokay?" Another voice said.

"Who's that?" Ryan asked.

"Oh, no one, just some guy. No Pepe, stop! Hey!" Sam said.

"What?" Ryan asked.

"Sorry. Hey! Stop! Gah! Sorry Ryan, I have to go. See you at school tomorow! Bye!" She hung up.

"Guys?"

"Yeah?" Dr. Teeth said.

"Pepe's here to."


Rowlf sat holding his knees. He was in the corner of the cage. He shouldn't be here. It's not where he belongs.

He began to sing to himself.

"Look at me...here I am...not where I belong...
I see that face comin' back to me,
Like an old familiar song...
No better place than where I should be.
Cause you're there with me...

It's all I look for and so much more.
And now I'm here,
Now you're there.
Everything is wrong cause we are not where we belong...

Look at us!
Here we are!
Not where we belong!
The door is closed and the lights are off
And they're killing our old song.

No better place than where I should be.
Cause you're they're with me...

So there you go.
That's why I know,

It's over..."


Uncle Deadly didn't know how he could help. But, he knew he had to. He picked up the telephone on what used to be Kermit's desk and dialed Kermit's cell-phone number. There was no answer. He tried Miss Piggy's. Again, no answer.

He had no other options. He ran to the front door of the theater and locked it. He ran to the seats where he fell from the ceiling and grabbed a board. He used it to block the front door. He did the same with the backstage entrance, and the roof entrance. No one was getting in that theater anytime soon.

Uncle Deadly walked on stage. He looked out into the empty seats. Even the balcony; always inhabatid by Statler and Waldorf; was completely empty. He sat down on the front of the stage.

"Deliciously sad." He mumbled. "Terribley, deliciously, sad. I hate it!" He screamed. He wanted his family.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Oh....... my heart just completely shattered during Rowlf's song... <sigh>.

Come on, why doesn't Beau believe you?!? ...oh... wait a sec... how bout because it's MC, and he's probably taking it in the same way that, um, you know, they went on a raid and stole all the muppets and kidnapped the muppeteers... that sort of thing... Aw, sheesh...

And Uncle Deadly... oh, Uncle Deadly... <sigh>...

 

[Beauregard]

The goosebumps! The goosebumps! How dare you ttake a perfectly heart-rending song, shift the words around, and make it heart shatering? Ahhh! *sniff* Whaha!

And...I did not believe? Well, it's hardly unexpected, I mean the Electric Mayhem are sleeping in my drawers this very night, but I thought there's no point in telling you since...

 

[redBoobergurl]

*sniffle* I loved the way you changed the words to such an upbeat song and made it so heartwrenching. Poor Rowlf. I can just picture him sitting there all sad and lonely and singing that to himself. I really love the scene with you and the band. And Uncle Deadly. And oh...it's just so sad but it's so good!

 

[theprawncracker]

Chapter 18: It's Just Going On

"Are you sure this is safe?"

"Trust me, I'm a pro."

"Ok..." Fozzie said as he watched Lisa jump out of the moving train and land on her feet. "Well it's now or never!" He grasped his nose and jumped from the train. He landed on his face. He rolled down the hill until he hit the bottom, of a tree. "Oh..."

"Fozzie!" Lisa called. "Are you ok?"

Fozzie sat up. "Yeah, the tree's bark's worse than it's bite. Get it? Tree? Bark? Tree bark!"

"Good greif the comedian's a bear..." She sighed. She extended her dry hand out and helped him up.

"Thanks." Fozzie said, dusting himself off. "Where to now?"

"Well," She said, looking into the sky. "Judging by the sun it's about 9:30pm."

Fozzie scratched his head. "There is no sun!"

"That's how I know it's 9:30." She grinned.

"Ah! Funny!" Fozzie shouted.

"Keep it down would ya? You wouldn't want the cops to hear ya!" She whispered.

"Oh! Sorry!" Fozzie whispered as well.

"S'alright. Follow me, I know a great bench we can sleep on."

"Oh great," Fozzie sighed. "Another bench."


"Oh Camilla." Gonzo sighed to his chicken. "Will we ever get a break?"

"Bawk." She clucked leaning towards him.

They both climbed on the same bench they always slept. It had been that way since the day he was kicked out of the motorcycle stunt show.

"You know Camilla," Gonzo looked up at the stars. "Even if I do go back there someday. I'd come back. The song is wrong. It should be, You can just visit, and I'll visit to. I'm going to go back there with you!" Gonzo sang the one line. "Like Ernie's song..."

"Bawk?" Camilla clucked.

"Oh, I'd like to visit the moon," Gonzo sang.
"On a rocket ship high in the air.
Yes, I'd like to visit the moon,
But I don't think I'd like to live there.
Though I'd like to look down at the Earth from above,
I would miss all the places and people I love.
So although I might like it for one afternoon,
I don't want to live on the moon.

I'd like to travel under the sea.
I could meet all the fish everywhere.
Yes, I'd travel under the sea,
But I don't think I'd like to live there.
I might stay for a day there if I had my wish.
But there's not much to do when your friends are all fish.
And an oyster and clam aren't real family.
So I don't want to live in the sea.

I'd like to visit the jungle, hear the lions roar.
Go back in time and meet a dinosaur.
There's so many strange places I'd like to be,
But none of them permanently.

So if I should visit the moon,
Well, I'll dance on a moonbeam and then,
I will make a wish on a star.
And I'll wish I was home once again.
Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above,
I would miss all the places and people I love.
So although I may go I'll be coming home soon.
'Cause I don't want to live on the moon.
No, I don't want to live on the moon."

Camilla had fallen asleep at Gonzo's side. "Goodnight my sweet." Gonzo kissed her head, covered up in some newspaper, and went to sleep as well.


Sweetums was on his knees mopping the floor of the mansion.

"I want you to see your face in it Jack!" The old man called from another room.

"I'd like to see your face in it." Sweetums mumbled to himself.


Tyler opened the closet door where he held the pig and the frog. They were sleeping. How cute. Not. He pulled Miss Piggy's beautiful blonde hair, then gave Kermit a slap on the face.

"Oh good," He grinned mennacingly. "You're up."

Piggy held back tears. Don't let him see you cry. She thought.

Kermit thought the same.

Tyler placed his hands on Kermit's chair again. "Geuss what frog?" He spat in his face. "I've got the deed. And geuss where I'm going? I'm on my way to your stupid theater. I'm meeting the demolision man. I just have to let him inside, sign a stupid paper, then BOOM!" He yelled in Kermit's face. "Your dreams, your hopes, your determination, is gone." He stood up cackling. He walked out of the door and slammed it.

"Kermie?" Piggy asked.

"What?"

"He's wrong."

"Huh?"

"He can't destroy your hopes, your dreams, or your determination. It's not found in some old rundown theater!" She told him. "It's found in your heart! In all our hearts! Fozzie, Gonzo, Scooter, Rowlf...everyone! So, you can just sit there moping about it, but I'm bustin' out of this joint frog!" She cried.

"And how do you plan to do that?" Kermit asked.

"Watch!" She began to push her arms out on the ropes binding her. She heard a rip. And then, the ropes broke. "AHH!!!" She screamed. "That's what I'm talkin' about!"

Kermit was dumbfounded. "Wow." He sputtered.

"Hmph, now look who's come crawling back to me?"

"Piggy..."

"Oh come on," She said as she began to untie him. "I was just joking." She said sweetly. "I'd never leave you Kermie." She batted her eyelashes at him.

He hugged her. "Thanks. Now, we've got a theater to save!"

 

[Just J]

Huzzah! The pig and the frog are liberated!