Chapter Twenty Three
Scooter sat there against the wall, listening to Skeeter sing. He didn't know what to say to her. He felt horrible for what he's done to his friends, what he had caused Nancy to do. Gonzo hugged Scooter tight, he was so worried for his friend now, he's always been worried about everyone. Kermit's mind was still remembering those nights, far off in his memory.
"She did that not only for you, Scooter." Kermit paused for a second, then he smiled. "She did that for everyone."
Scooter looked over at Kermit, but not his face, he instead stared at his flippers, and at the floor. He shrugged his shoulders gently, shaking his head.
"She did. If you had died, Scooter. We're not sure what we'd have done without you.." Fozzie replied, softly, one of his arms around Skeeter now, as she finished up the lullaby's humming. Scooter stood shakily to his feet, and stumbled a bit, almost losing his balance. He turned to them, frowning.
"What would you have done, Fozzie? If I had died??" He asked the bear, a tinge of anger still present in his voice.
Fozzie could tell his was a little angry, but at what, he wasn't sure. He looked around, trying to think of something to say. Nothing came to mind. Scooter crossed his arms, staring at Fozzie and Kermit now.
"You'd have lost your gofer, is that right? You just don't want to say it. You would have lost the scapegoat and the go-getter." He turned to Kermit, and he frowned deeply. "For once you'd have to get your own coffee, right Chief?" He said chief with a sneer, looking back at the computer. He sat down in the seat, and pressed the print button. He then shoved a stack of papers at Kermit.
"Here's the tax reports," He picked up another small stack of papers, again shoving them to Kermit. "...and the filing. And here's the ticket and act outlay for the next THREE WEEKS!" He finally set one last stack of papers, on top of the other layer, and he walked slowly out of the room, his clipboard in his hands. He stopped in the hall, and he glared at that clipboard.
It was the same one his uncle had given him years ago. He turned back towards the room.
"AND HERE! HAVE THE **** CLIPBOARD TOO!" He flung that into the room with such force, it almost hit Gonzo in the head, as it zinged past him, it clattered against the wall, the papers flying out of it.
The room was completely silent, as the heard Scooter's footfalls getting softer and softer, they heard the far doors slam as walked outside into the wintery snow and ice. Skeeter looked around the room, and she saw Scooter's jacket sitting on the chair still, that logo on the back seeming to taunt them.
Fozzie saw the jacket as well, he stood up and picked it up gently, holding it in his hands. "He'll get cold outside, Kermit."
Kermit for once didn't feel like caring so much. He'd cared so much for everyone, by now he just felt burnt out. He looked at Fozzie and he frowned a bit.
"He can get cold for all I care." He started to walk down the theatre's aisle, going slowly, his mind going over a lot of things. One of them being his wedding. Fozzie, Gonzo, and Scooter were going to be his best men. Fozzie his most-best man. He wasn't so sure if he wanted Scooter to be a part of it now. He kept walking, until he got to Fozzie's studebaker. He sat down, waiting for them to come out.
Fozzie still stood in the records room, with Skeeter and Gonzo. He was still holding Scooter's jacket in his hands. He looked down at it, and he frowned a bit.
"What's wrong, Fozzie?" Gonzo asked, wondering why he was frowning.
"It's going to drop below freezing tonight." He said, gripping the jacket softly.
Skeeter huffed a bit, walking towards the door. "So what? He'll come back to the boarding house, a little chilled, but he'll be fine. He's tough!"
"I don't think he'll be coming back anytime soon, Skeeter." Gonzo said simply.
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