FanFic - Love is Neverending

[redBoobergurl]

Hee hee, it was funny! And cute! I loved the penguins in the bathtub and the cue cards! Poor Fozzie, he can't sleep. Cute stuff with Kermit and Piggy too.

 

[ReneeLouvier]

Aw, thanks Beau!! I really adored the character of Doc, so I'm trying to keep him close to himself when I write.

 

[The Count]

Yes... This story's coming along rully nicely Sara. And it was nice of Fozzie to drape that blanket over the girl asleep at the computer... And it's good to see Zany again, along with a couple of his penguin bretherend.

 

[Smiles]

I couldn't believe that I was off MC for ONE day and there was already THREE pages of this story up, goodgollygosh!

But this is teriffic, so.... YAY for FLUFF!!

 

[froggiegirl18]

piggy and pillow for Kermit...hehe too cute..oh and the whole thing of where Fozzie was staring...I laughed really hard..awesome job Sara..oh but the thing that Doc said in the bathroom isn't that a little too harsh for his character to say?

 

[ReneeLouvier]

Doc being too harsh? I'd chalk it up to being woken up in the middle of the night. Also, he wasn't going to harm them....rather....they'd see something that they'd probably not want to see, if you get my drift.

 

[ReneeLouvier]

Chapter Eight

This Year - Christmas, Noon, 1998

Sprocket was leaping about, playfully trudging along the snow. He was swatting at the piles of fluffy white stuff, while Doc and Emily were near behind him, admiring the lights of the town. It was a beautiful night, the stars twinkling softly above in the inky navy sky. Soft holiday music tickling the ears, and sweet smells of pastries and holiday delights tempting the noses of passersby.

"Oh, Jerome. Look at that!" Emily pointed out, in a shop window as they stopped. Inside the window was a splendid red velvet gown. 'It's so beautiful...ahh...that price isn't beautiful though."

"That's not so bad." Jerome said, his hands in his pockets. He saw the price, and had blanched; but he figured that would be Emily's christmas present. He hadn't had the time to buy her one, as they had trekked across the state to get to the boarding house. The rest of his friends....were they his friends? He wondered to himself as they walked along the sidewalk. As was said before, the rest of his friends were still at the boarding house, shoveling snow, cleaning the house up somemore, and generally busying themselves to death it seemed.

She smiled, as Doc ushered her into the shop, and she tried the dress on, and it fit like a glove. It was perfect. They had it packaged, and Jerome kept it tucked underneath his arm. They went off towards another shop, and he looked down at Sprocket, smirking. Sprocket winked back to him, and took off running, barking wildly.

"Sprocket? Oh no!! Sprocket!!!" Emily yelled, running after him, as Jerome ducked into another shop quickly. He plunked down a credit card, and the lady behind the counter handed him a small box and a recipt.

"Why so quick sir?" The lady asked casually, as she gently placed the item into the box.

"It's a late present! I...forgot." He said, with an uncertainty clear as a bell in his voice. She finally had it packaged, and handed it off to him, and he signed the little slip of paper from the register, then went outside the shop, and down the street, before Emily came back over to where he was standing.

"...What are you doing just standing there? Sprocket had run off...and...and I had to chase him!" Emily said, staring up into Doc's face a little angrily. Doc smiled softly, and shook his head. He patted his hip thoughtfully, and frowned a little bit.

"I've got a bad hip, Emily...I just hope Sprocket comes back if he runs off nowadays.." He said, hoping she didn't see through the plain lie he just told. He couldn't wait to get back to the boarding house. She smiled, and followed him down the sidewalk trudging through the snow.

'I can't let her see the box....I have to let it wait.' Jerome kept in his mind, as they were driving back towards the boarding house. Emily was smiling, watching out the window, her mind elsewhere, wondering how Fozzie and his friends were at the moment.

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Fozzie sat in the computer room, watching Sara as she was typing. It was the only thing to keep his mind away from his Ma and Doc. They all had had breakfast, and exchanged presents eariler. The continuous "tak tak" of the keyboard filled the small room. Sara knew he was there, but her mind was elsewhere, she had articles to write, and references to build. A friend of her's, Erin, had needed a good reference for a newsroom position; so she was typing up a letter for her at the moment.

He kept his eyes on her hands, as her manicured nails pratically flew across the keyboard, at a lightning fast speed. Each keystroke with a soft 'clack" and the spacebar with a "click". She paused sometimes only to reread what she had typed, or to take another swig of her eggnog. Sometimes she turned a book's page over, she must've been reading though it, he figured.

He sighed, and watched as she finished up the letter and printed it off. She folded the letter up, and put it inside a waiting envelope, and stuck a stamp on the outside.

"Good. That's done finally." Sara turned in her seat, and was slightly startled when she saw Fozzie sitting there, still watching her hands. "Oh, hi Fozzie."

"Your hands move really fast." He said softly, looking her face, with a small smile crossing his features.

"Thanks. I just type fast I guess. Can you take this out to the mailbox for me?" She asked, handing the letter to Fozzie. He took the letter and walked outside with it carefully. He starting thinking about his Ma again, and then heard the rumble of a truck. It was them. And he was...smiling.

"Well, hello Fozzie! You were up all night last night, figured you'd be sleeping in today." Doc said, as he stepped out of the truck. He walked over and opened the door for Emily, and helped her out, as any gentlemen would. Fozzie's neck and shoulder's bristled. He gently set the letter into the mailbox, and started back for the house.

"Son? What's the matter with you? Whenever Jerome's said anything this past year, you've not said a word back hardly." Emily asked Fozzie sternly. He stopped in his tracks, and took his hat off for a moment.

"..sorry Ma.." He mumbled, as he took the steps one at a time. Doc came up beside him, and looked down at the kindly little bear. He smiled at him, Fozzie didn't smile back; in fact Fozzie frowned at him.

"Now Fozzie...what is the matter?" Doc asked, frowning back at him. "Why won't you speak to me?"

Fozzie was silent, standing against the wall on the porch; looking down.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

"A friend of hers, Erin, had needed a good reference for a newsroom position..."

Wow, thanks, Sara! (adds reference to resume and portfolio of clips) And if you need a reference yourself later on, I'll be happy to type one up.

 

[ReneeLouvier]

Thanks! *giggles*

 

[The Count]

Yes... And I like this new chapter...
Shouldn't it be Fozzie had "his" eyes on Sara's fingers typing away at the computer keyboard?
And what are these shops you mentioned? New businesses opened in Hensonville?

And I can feel the confrontation between Fozzie and Doc coming...

And... I like your new signature too.