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Chapter Twenty Seven
A van, and a truckbed full of muppets parked in front of Doc's house...or garage for that matter. A frog and a bear stepped out from the van, the younger man was holding some plans pointing out some various things to the frog, while laughing and cracking jokes.
"Come on Richard. Doc Brown probably has some important things to do. And that place won't be open all night either." Jim replied, looking at his watch for a moment.
"Oh, sure Jim. Sorry 'bout that. I'll tell ya the rest later, Kermit! Over dinner!" He was laughing softly, as he rolled up the blueprint and held it underneath his arm.
"Oh, good Richard. I really want to hear how that idea for the skit turns out." He turned his attention to the other humans. Sara was now sitting on the hood of the truck, with James standing beside her. Jim was walking up to the garage, about to knock on the window; trying to get Emmett's attention.
"Emmett! We'd tried calling you eariler, but we got no answer. I know this is sudden, but we really need your help with something!" Jim called out, he knew someone was in there, the lights were on inside.
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"Like, what are we gonna do guys! They're all out there, and like...they rully know someone's in here!" Janice said, as everyone was hiding out inside the garage. Doc had left about 10 minutes eariler to go and find Marty.
He had figured they wouldn't come just yet. But he figured wrong. Janice walked over to Sara.
"You're human, you should go outside. Like no one will notice you, fer sure!" Janice then asked.
Sara shook her head. "I may be human, Janice. But I don't think it'd be smart to go outside like this. Their expecting Doc Brown, not some pregnant woman!"
Scooter smiled. "You could be his wife! That should work!"
"His wife? No, no, no. That would never float, it wouldn't work at all." Sara was shaking her head, they were all talking just low enough that no one heard them at all.
"You could just be a family friend, perhaps? Not related at all." Kermit suggested.
"Okay, that's a great plan, Kerm. But...what if they want to come inside. This place is packed wall to wall with older muppets. They'd recoginize you in a heartbeat, and I don't know where else to take them!" Sara was standing up now, glaring at the floor. "It's a great plan, but it just has flaws!"
Piggy smiled, and handed her an old beret. "Put this on, Sara. Um...and this too!" She then handed her some kind of a silky shawl, which she wrapped around her shoulders.
"...what is this for, Piggy?" She looked a little dumbfounded, as Piggy smirked and carefully made up her face. Sara looked a bit ridcolous with all that makeup on her face.
"No one will recoginize you! It's a safeguard! Just go out there, tell them you're a friend of his, and he told you to take them to the local resturant. He's paying, but he left with the car, and left you there. You just need a ride, and he'll meet you all there." Piggy was explaining, as she finished up the crazy looking makeup. Green eyeshadow, deep red lips, a little too much rouge; as well as her hair was pulled back straight into a low bun. She put an oversized black beret on her head, and then wrapped a green silken shawl around her waist.
Sara looked at herself in a mirror, she almost screamed. "I look like the illegitimate child of Poppin' Fresh and a Punk Rocker, Piggy!"
"It's keeps you from being noticed for who you are. Also, when you leave with them, when Doc gets back, we'll tell him you went to a resturant."
"How will you guys know where it is?"
"Someone will have their ear to the door, okay? Just get out there, and talk to 'em!" Piggy shoved Sara towards the door, and everyone got out of the line of sight for the door as she stood in front of it. She wondered just what she would do, she really didn't want to be noticed for who she was...cause she remember when she was 19 or 20 that she met the muppets for the first time.
So, she opened it...with a grand flourish of nearly crashing the door open loudly.
"Well, HELLO THERE! Who are you fine young men?!" She squealed with this overdramatic tone.
A van, and a truckbed full of muppets parked in front of Doc's house...or garage for that matter. A frog and a bear stepped out from the van, the younger man was holding some plans pointing out some various things to the frog, while laughing and cracking jokes.
"Come on Richard. Doc Brown probably has some important things to do. And that place won't be open all night either." Jim replied, looking at his watch for a moment.
"Oh, sure Jim. Sorry 'bout that. I'll tell ya the rest later, Kermit! Over dinner!" He was laughing softly, as he rolled up the blueprint and held it underneath his arm.
"Oh, good Richard. I really want to hear how that idea for the skit turns out." He turned his attention to the other humans. Sara was now sitting on the hood of the truck, with James standing beside her. Jim was walking up to the garage, about to knock on the window; trying to get Emmett's attention.
"Emmett! We'd tried calling you eariler, but we got no answer. I know this is sudden, but we really need your help with something!" Jim called out, he knew someone was in there, the lights were on inside.
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"Like, what are we gonna do guys! They're all out there, and like...they rully know someone's in here!" Janice said, as everyone was hiding out inside the garage. Doc had left about 10 minutes eariler to go and find Marty.
He had figured they wouldn't come just yet. But he figured wrong. Janice walked over to Sara.
"You're human, you should go outside. Like no one will notice you, fer sure!" Janice then asked.
Sara shook her head. "I may be human, Janice. But I don't think it'd be smart to go outside like this. Their expecting Doc Brown, not some pregnant woman!"
Scooter smiled. "You could be his wife! That should work!"
"His wife? No, no, no. That would never float, it wouldn't work at all." Sara was shaking her head, they were all talking just low enough that no one heard them at all.
"You could just be a family friend, perhaps? Not related at all." Kermit suggested.
"Okay, that's a great plan, Kerm. But...what if they want to come inside. This place is packed wall to wall with older muppets. They'd recoginize you in a heartbeat, and I don't know where else to take them!" Sara was standing up now, glaring at the floor. "It's a great plan, but it just has flaws!"
Piggy smiled, and handed her an old beret. "Put this on, Sara. Um...and this too!" She then handed her some kind of a silky shawl, which she wrapped around her shoulders.
"...what is this for, Piggy?" She looked a little dumbfounded, as Piggy smirked and carefully made up her face. Sara looked a bit ridcolous with all that makeup on her face.
"No one will recoginize you! It's a safeguard! Just go out there, tell them you're a friend of his, and he told you to take them to the local resturant. He's paying, but he left with the car, and left you there. You just need a ride, and he'll meet you all there." Piggy was explaining, as she finished up the crazy looking makeup. Green eyeshadow, deep red lips, a little too much rouge; as well as her hair was pulled back straight into a low bun. She put an oversized black beret on her head, and then wrapped a green silken shawl around her waist.
Sara looked at herself in a mirror, she almost screamed. "I look like the illegitimate child of Poppin' Fresh and a Punk Rocker, Piggy!"
"It's keeps you from being noticed for who you are. Also, when you leave with them, when Doc gets back, we'll tell him you went to a resturant."
"How will you guys know where it is?"
"Someone will have their ear to the door, okay? Just get out there, and talk to 'em!" Piggy shoved Sara towards the door, and everyone got out of the line of sight for the door as she stood in front of it. She wondered just what she would do, she really didn't want to be noticed for who she was...cause she remember when she was 19 or 20 that she met the muppets for the first time.
So, she opened it...with a grand flourish of nearly crashing the door open loudly.
"Well, HELLO THERE! Who are you fine young men?!" She squealed with this overdramatic tone.