Chapter Fourteen
The bus rolled off of the train easily, and they started down the road towards Hensonville. The first stop was the theatre, as they made their way into town. Another smaller car, dark blue in color, was right behind them, chugging along. The windows were up and tinted heavily. No one seemed to recoginze the car, as it kept right behind them.
"Someone's following us, Kermit." Rowlf said, as he was looking out the back window, with Clifford beside him.
"Yeah, they're really close, Kerm. Something's not right here. Should we stop?" He asked, turning back to look at Kermit. Kermit made his way to the back of bus, and even the windshield was tinted, so they couldn't see who was driving it.
"No. Let's just get to the theatre. It'll be safer there." He said, as Dr. Teeth kept driving along, till they pulled into the theatre. Kermit was the first one off of the bus. The dark blue car pulled into the parking spot next to the bus, and stayed there, until the person driving cut their engine. It sounded like they were shuffling around inside, seemed like they were looking for something.
Scooter followed Kermit, and was smiling in his mind. He had a good idea who it was, but he wasn't sure just yet. Kermit rapped on the window to the car, and was frowning.
"Why have you been following us?" He asked to the person inside. The edge of the window cracked a little bit, and they could hear the person's voice clearly. It was female, but somewhat husky sounding.
"You don't know who I am, Kermit?" The voice asked him.
"No, I don't know who you are. Please, get out of that car, and tell us why you've followed us since we've gotten into town, or start that car up, and leave us." Kermit usually wasn't this forceful, but after what had happened eariler, he wasn't taking any chances at all.
"Kermit...." The voice laughed a little, and then reached over to the other seat, and picked up a small bag of sorts. It opened the door to the car, causing both Kermit and Scooter to back up quickly. It...or rather, she stepped out of the car, and smiled. "You still don't know who I am?"
Kermit looked at the woman. She was wearing black pants, and a black tshirt, which had the Muppets on the front of it. Her long brown hair was most of the way wrapped up in a black turban of sorts, and she had large sunglasses on. She had a deep tan as well, with no makeup on. Kermit frowned, looking at her from head to toe. He still didn't recoginize her.
"I still don't know you. Who are you?!" He said, shouting then. The woman took off her turban, and her long brown hair, with chunks of burgandy red at the ends settled down across her shoulders. She smiled, and took off her sunglasses. She smiled at them, and laughed softly.
Kermit's mouth gaped for a second, then he smiled. "..Sara!? What...you're definately different..."
Piggy saw Kermit checking Sara, or so she thought, and she stormed off of the bus, frowning. "Keep away from my Kermie, you hussie!!" She stomped over to Sara and got between her and Kermit. "Keep away from him, or you'll meet my fist, darling."
"I don't have any interest in vous frog, okay?" Sara said a bit haughtily, imitating Piggy, which just made her more mad, but only for a moment. When Piggy realized what she said, she smiled, and grasped Kermit in a crushing hug.
"That's right. And let's keep it that way!" Piggy stated, smirking. Sara rolled her eyes, and looked over at Scooter. She placed her hands on her hips and huffed softly.
Scooter looked at her for a moment, then tilted his head. "What?"
"Don't 'what' what me buster! You forgot our date!!" She exclaimed, to which the bus just roared with cheers and laughter. Sara's head snapped to their direction, and they were still laughing happily. Scooter was turning red again. She looked at him, and her mouth fell open. "You never told them!?"
"I...I just....I couldn't help it okay!" He said, shaking his head a little. "I'm...sorry, hun."
Sara immediately dropped the false mad act with him. She knew if something had happened that he couldn't help, that was something big. Because he never forgot when they were going to do something together. "What happened Scooter? You weren't even at the boarding house...I called there, and they told me you had gone off to the swamps with Kermit!"
"Yeah...I...it was only supposed to be for a couple of...days...but..." He wasn't sure what else to say. Sara just shook her head, smiling.
"Don't worry 'bout it. You free right now?" She asked, smiling.
"Um...yeah, I am...at least I think I am..." Scooter said, turning to Kermit, who had just wriggled out from Piggy's crushing hug. Kermit nodded for him to go ahead. "Yeah! I am. Where to?"
"The coffee shop. Just get a cup of coffee and chat about what's happened to you. Come on, get in." Sara said, as she opened the driver's side to the car. Scooter got into the passengers' side, and they both closed their doors. Sara leaned out of the driver's side window, and smirked at Kermit.
"When do you need him back, Boss?" Sara said, giggling. Scooter laughed at her saying that. "Hush, Scoot. Any time you need him back?"
"No, take your time. We're not doing anything for at least another week." He said, smiling.
"Oh, cool. Okay." She said, then she rolled up the windows, and started to back up, leaving the parking lot.
Everyone was filing off of the bus then, and Rowlf turned to Kermit as they were walking into the theatre. "Scooter left his clipboard on the bus, Kermit."
Kermit picked it out of Rowlf's paws, and looked at it. He saw the picture and he smiled. Fozzie walked over to Kermit and was frowning softly. "Kermit?" He asked.
"Yeah, Fozzie?" He replied.
"Do you think she's nice?" He asked softly.
"Do I think who's nice, Fozzie?" Kermit said, a little absentmindly. He was already thinking about the skits and sets for the Winter Splendor show, which was going to be in a few months or so.
"Sara. Do you think she's nice? I mean...for Scooter and all..." He said, sitting down on a chair beside Kermit, who was sitting on his stool.
"Why would I think she's not nice, Fozzie? She's good for him I think. They like a lot of the same things too." He said, his mind still a little bit away from what they were talking about.
"She followed us all the way here, in that....dark car and everything. And she let us think she was a bad person until you yelled at her, a second time...that's not nice." He said, remembering what she did only a few minutes before in the parking lot.
Kermit stopped, and thought for a moment. It wasn't really nice, but then again, it was a little funny. To him at least. "She's big on pratical jokes, I guess. She loves comedy, so I guess she just decided she'd mess with us."
"Oh." Fozzie stood up, and smiled. "I guess I should go praticate my monologue for the Winter Show, huh?"
"If you want. You know it's not for a few months still." Kermit said, smiling as well.
"Well, praticate makes perfect!" Fozzie said, as he went back to the dressing rooms to pick up his papers, to start praticating for it.
Kermit just smiled, as he was looking at Scooter's clipboard. He wasn't really reading it, but rather looking at all the pictures. He really smiled, as he saw the last picture that the gofer had drawn, on the last page. It was a beautiful illustration of him and Sara, on what apperently was their wedding day. Kermit laughed softly.
"He's got big dreams." He flipped the pages down, smiling. "They'll do great together, I know it."