Fan-Fic: Sometimes It's Better To Go

[Beauregard]

Cool, it's nice to know that Robin remebers his time in Raenbu!

It's deliciously sad this movie!

 

[theprawncracker]

Chapter 8: The Good Times We've Had
Dear Kermit,

How's it goin'? I'm doin' great! I got a brand new gig that's goin' great! I'm still playin' the piano. Not publicly, but the seniors seem to enjoy it...

"Well, this is the place." Rowlf grabbed the door knocker and let it fall from his hand.

He heard a bunch of locks being unlocked from inside the door. Then the door cracked open, only being held by a gold chain lock. An old woman peeked her head in the crack.

"What do you want?" She asked in a crabby voice.

Rowlf was taken aback bye her "welcome" greeting. "I'm Rowlf, Rowlf the Dog."

"So what?" The woman asked.

"I'm here to play the piano for the seniors tonight."

"Hmph." She closed the door and Rowlf heard the last lock become undone. She opened the door and stood there with her hands on her hips. "Please! We prefer age challenged!" She stepped aside letting Rowlf inside.

It smelled like any other retirement home did. And seniors filled the room. An old woman sat in a red armchair knitting, while two old men sat at a table playing checkers, and a whole group of seniors sat watching T.V.

The woman walked Rowlf into a room where a brown upright piano sat against a wall with rows of foldable chairs behind.

Rowlf sat at the piano and played a few notes. It was out of tune.

"Somethin' wrong mut?" The old woman asked the dog.

"No, I like an out of tune piano."

"Good, I'll go get the others. Wait here." She demanded and left through the door.

Rowlf let out a deep sigh and started to play a tune on the piano.

"Together again,
Gee it's good to be
Together agian..." Rowlf sang.

"I just can't imagine
That you've ever been gone.
It's not starting over..."

The woman walked back in with all the other members of the senior home. They all sat down in the foldable chairs. The lead woman walked to the front to introduce Rowlf.

"Ladies and Gentleman, this is Ralph. He'll be playing the piano for us tonight. I'm sure it'll be great. Right Ralph?" She turned to Rowlf and gave him a glare.

"Yes ma'm." She took her seat and motioned for Rowlf to start. "Hello, I'd like to start out with a timeless classic, 'You and I and George.' Now, you might be askin' yourself, 'Self, why have I never heard of this timeless classic?'"

"No, I'm askin' my self 'Self, why did we hire a dog to be entertainment?'" An old man in the audience asked.

The rest of the audience laughed at the man's joke, and started to "boo" Rowlf out of the retirement home. Rowlf stood up and leaved the room. He'd never been this mad before. He kicked the wall, and left the house.


Dear Boss,

How are you? Have you heard from the others? Well, enough questions. Skeet and I are doin' pretty good. We've both got jobs at a restraunt my uncle owns. We just got huge promotions! Ok, not huge...

"That'll be $8.17. Please pull around to the second window." Scooter said into a headphone attached to his ear. "Ok Chef, we need four burgers and four sodas!"

The Swedish Chef poked his head out from the kitchen. "De patties flip de meatsy, oon de bunes!"

"Right. How did he get here?" Scooter walked out to the restraunt area. "Skeet, make sure you can see your face in those tables!"

Skeeter turned around and gave Scooter a dirty look. "Yes boss." She said irritably.

Scooter shook his head. Then he heard a car honk its horn. "Oh no!" Scooter ran to the drive-thru window and opened it.

"It's about time!" A man said from his car.

"Sorry sir, here's your order." Scooter handed the man a paper bag and a tray of sodas.

The man opened the bag and looked inside. "What is this?!?" He took out a saw with a bun on it's top and bottom. "Do you know who I am?" The man asked Scooter.

"No sir I can't say I do."

"My name is Phillip Chapman! Website tycoon!"

"Well, my name's Scooter, my uncle's J.P. Grosse. Buisness tycoon."

Mr. Chapman was taken aback. "Oh, um...here's a tip son, don't spend it all in one place." He handed Scooter some money and drove away, fast.

"Well," Scooter said putting the money in a cash register. "I geuss I still have some perks..."

 

[TogetherAgain]

"...it's just going on..." Oh, poor Rowlf! Oh..... there is no way on this planet that Rowlf the Dog deserves to be booed away from ANY performance! I just wanna jump into the story and give him a hug. That, or seriously injure the guy who made the dog joke... well, okay, maybe I'd just yell at him. But still...

And... Scooter and Skeeter, working... fast food? Ohhhhhhhhhhhh... And they're miserable, absolutely miserable! I mean, yes, I loved Philip Chapman's cameo, and yes, I loved Scooter's response to it... but... they don't belong in a fast food restaurant... they belong in the theater! They all belong in the theater! And... and... <sigh>...

Together again...
Gee, it's good to be
Together again...

...it's so painfully, heartwrenchingly, tear-jerkingly ironic...

 

[Skeeter Muppet]

The Chef got in there the same way everyone else gets in...through the door, of course!

Scooter and Skeeter working in the fast food industry...and somehow I get the feeling that Scooter holds a higher position than his sister does. No wonder she's a bit irritable.

And those ungrateful...you-know-whats at the retirement center don't deserve to have Rowlf play for them. What, did they take heckling lessons from Statler and Waldorf?

-Kim

 

[redBoobergurl]

Oh poor Rowlf! I love Rowlf and I can't believe he'd get booed! I want to give him a hug! And Scooter and Skeeter working fast food. Poor them! I really liked how you put Phillip in the story! But it's so sad! But I still want more!

 

[Beauregard]

Hey, nice. "I'm Phillip Chapman, website tycoon." Ex-cellent!!!

Also, I could totally see Scooter there, and Skeeter. It's a great story!

 

[theprawncracker]

Ok, if you haven't noticed, all of my chapter titles have been lines from Saying Goodbye but, I've run out of lines! So, I'll now start using lines from Together Again as well...

So, Chapter 9 will be in my next post.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Wait, you're using lines from me? Kidding, of course, you mean the song. I was wondering if you would end up running out of lines, that's really all I was worried about with the shorter chapters. Looking forward to the next one, of course!

EDIT: Nit-picky? Me? No, of course not. Just because I went through all of "Saying Goodbye" and all of the chapter titles... by the way,you still have left (In order, without repeats):

Saying Goodbye
Going away
Touching a hand
It's time for saying goodbye
Much more to say
Foolish to try
Somehow I know
We'll meet again
Not sure quite where and I don't know just when
You're in my heart
So until then
Wanna Smile
Wanna cry

...not nit-picky at all, really... what? Crazy? Oh why thank you...

 

[theprawncracker]

Chapter 9: I Just Can't Imagine...

"Man it's great to be back to our roots!"

"Like rully! It's totally like we never left!"

"They do have some nice digs!"

"DIG! DIG!"

"What? No, I don't wanna date the pig."

The Electric Mayhem stared at Zoot. He had fallen right back asleep.

Floyd sighed. "Man, Zoot skipped a grove again!"

"AND NOW LADIES AND GENTLEMEN," An announcer's voice rang through the football stadium. "CARBONDALE COMMUNITY HIGH SCHOOL IS PROUD TO PRESENT, YOUR ENTERTAINMENT FOR TONIGHT, THE ELECTRIC MAYHEM!!!"

The applause from the crowd was quieter than Zoot's snoring.

"Man, kids today got no taste." Dr. Teeth said.

"Oh well, just play the gig, don't get involved." Floyd reminded him.

They all nodded. "Animal, wake Zoot. And let's play this thing!"

Animal blinked. "Ok." He leaned near Zoot's head and screamed. "WAKE UP!!!"

Zoot jumped up and started shaking with his glasses and hat bobbling up and down. "I'm up, I'm up!"

"Hit it!" Dr. Teeth said. Instructing the band to play. The band sat in the middle of a set of bleachers. They were all dressed in flamboyant marching band outfits.

"Somebody once told me the world was gonna roll me,
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed!" Floyd sang.

Dr. Teeth nodded and smiled, continuing the song.

"She was lookin' kinda dumb,
With her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an L on her fore head!"

The rest of the band joined in at once.

"Well the years start comin'
And they don't stop comin'
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground runnin'
Didn't make sense not to live for fun,
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb!" The audience began to boo and throw concessions at the band.

Then a kid with short brown hair, a black t-shirt and jeans ran up to the band. "Hey! Quit throwing stuff at these guys!" He said.

"Hey man! Why do they hate us so much?" Floyd asked the boy.

He turned to him and laughed. "It's kids today Floyd, they don't have taste." He looked around. "Okay guys, follow me." He led the band out of the stadium and under the bleachers. "Name's Ryan by the way."

"Rully, well like, how do you know us?" Janice asked him.

"How does anyone not know who you are?" Ryan asked her.

"You're a fan of our work?" Dr. Teeth asked.

"Yep." He said sitting down against the rail. "So, what brings you guys to Carbondale?"

The band explained. They told him the whole sad terrible story of the Muppet's parting. "Wow." Ryan said. He was stunned. "You know, this would make a great story..."


A teenage girl with long light brown hair walked down a crowded hallway carrying some books. She rushed into her classroom right as the bell rang. She sat down at her desk.

"Nice of you to join us Ms. Smith." Her teacher said. "Hola class! Today we have a new student. He hails from Spain and actually speaks Spanish! His name is Pepe."

The shrimp sat in the back of the room. "Hola!" Pepe said. The girl looked back. She never thought she'd be in class with a shrimp!

"Mr. Taylor," She adressed her teacher. "This is a joke right?"

"No Sam, this is not a joke." He ruffled through some papers on his desk. "In fact, his assigned seat is right behind yours."

Pepe picked up his books and walked to the seat behind Sam. "Hola! Me llamo Pepe. Jew are very pretty lady. Hokay?"


The class blew by, and the students left the class room. Pepe followed Sam. "Hey, hey Sam, can jew help me with something?"

She turned to face him. "Listen shrimp, just leave me alone!" She turned back around.

"Si, but if I leave jew alone, how can I talk to jew?" He asked.

"That's the point. You don't talk to me. You leave me alone."

"Um...but I think we have all of our classes together. Hokay?"

"And how do you know that?"

"Well, jour shcedule es taped to jour back. Hokay?" He pulled a paper off of her back and handed it to her.

"Figures."

"What? Do de kids here not like jew or someting?"

"Well, lets just say I'm not the most popular kid in school."

"Well, I think jour neat. Hokay? So, what do jew say we catch a movie tonight or someting?"

"Ok, sure. That might be fun." She started to walk away. Then turned around. "Oh, and for the record, it's not a date!"

"Si, I have dis effect on all de ladies. Hokay?" Pepe followed her. "So, when's lunch at dis High School?"

 

[theprawncracker]

Saying Goodbye
Going away
Touching a hand
It's time for saying goodbye
Much more to say
Foolish to try
Somehow I know
We'll meet again
Not sure quite where and I don't know just when
You're in my heart
So until then
Wanna Smile
Wanna cry

Don't worry, I have plans for most of those...