FanFic: The Bonds of Family

[Leyla]

(Checks back in the thread)

Nuh uh! I meant you!!! Really!

 

[ReneeLouvier]

oh, cool. I keep thinking this is Beths' story for some reason!!

 

[ReneeLouvier]

Chapter Fifteen

The car pulled up to the coffeehouse, and Sara and Scooter both stepped out. They found a corner of the shoppe near the counter, and away from most of the human and muppet patrons. Where they could have a little privacy to themselves. The owner, Jim came over and handed them two cups of coffee, and smiled.

"Been a long time since I've seen you Sara." Jim stated, grabbing a chair. Sara smiled weakly, and turned her attention to her coffee cup, as she added some cream to it.

"Yeah...it has been awhile, hasn't it Jim?" She said plainly, as he smiled again, and left a black pot of coffee for the two of them on the table. Then he left them alone to themselves.

"It's been awhile? What is he talking about, Sara?" Scooter asked, sipping his black coffee. Sara raised an eyebrow, and took a sip of her own coffee, smiling softly.

"Since when did you like strong black coffee, hun?" She said around her coffee cup, smirking.

"Huh?" He looked down, and indeed, it was black and strong, no sugar or creamer. He hadn't noticed it at all. "Oh...I guess I'm just not all here lately.."

"You really aren't all here. You've not said a word to me the entire trip over here....what's the matter, gofer?" She said his nickname in such a sweet way, that he smiled again, and leaned back in the seat across from her.

"Well...I can kill two items up for question with one answer, Sara: A demon was helping Doc Hopper, and that demon tortured me." He said plainly.

"I keep telling you...too much X-Men and Superman will rot your brain, Scoot." She said shaking her head a little, as she picked up her spoon and started to stir at her cup of coffee.

"It's not....it's true, Sara! A man clothed in black, completely in black from head to toe. He took off a red glove, and hurt me. Then he pulled out a syringe and injected something into me....I'm still hurting over it." He said, staring down into his coffee cup. "That's why I've not called you in over two weeks."

It was Sara's turn to sit back in her seat. Tears were welling in her eyes, and she glared down at the seat she was in. She stood up, and glared over at him.

"That's why you've not spoken to me in over a month? And you've not called me in over two weeks?!" She said, to him she looked like she knew what he was going through, that she understood.

But that understanding was shattering quickly, like a crystal ball.

"Your...excuse, is that some demon tortured you, and that he was in league with Doc Hopper!?!? Doc Hopper is dead, Scooter...what were you really doing out there in Leland that was so darned important you couldn't call me!??!" Sara hissed in his face, gripping the sides of the table and the seat at once.

"Sara...I....I couldn't help it! There arn't any phones in the swamp!! You know that!! And I was so hurt and dazed...I forgot to call you..." He said, trying to get her to understand what he had gone through.

The crystal ball was cracked, and was about to shatter now. He could see it in her eyes. Her green eyes were blazing brightly now, she was furious.

"....You were probably out with another woman, weren't you!?!" Her emotions were running so high, she wasn't even thinking about what she was saying now.

"I would never cheat on you, and you know that!!" Scooter said, standing up in the seat. The patrons of Jim's Coffee Shoppe were starting to watch now, after Sara had yelled out that before.

Sara's shoulder's slumped, and she turned around to him, looking defeated. The crystal ball was shattered completely now. He knew it would take awhile to gain her trust back...she would never believe the story of the human demon who tortured him. He just knew it.

"Just go out with Kim...or someone else at Three Candles....they seem to really love you..." Sara mumbled as she started to walk out of the store, staring at the floor.

"Sara...." Scooter ran after her. She was now sitting in her car, crying. Her mind had shut down for all rational thought, and it was stuck in her head, that he had probably found another woman that he loved. It was simply the problem of a woman going insane with anger. He pounded on the window a couple of times, until she rolled it down finally.

"What?" She said flatly, wiping her eyes. She wasn't looking at him at all.

"Let me in." He said, quite simply.

"No. I'm not going to let you in....you....you broke my heart." Sara said, about to cry again.

"How could I have broken your heart? I've done nothing wrong!" He said, getting a little angry himself.

"You lied, telling me that tall tale about some stupid demon just to cover the fact you found someone else while in Leland!!" Sara snapped back at him.

Scooter growled back at her. "You want to see proof, Sara!?!?"

She lunged herself out nearer to the window, and was snarling herself. "YES I WANT TO SEE SOME GOD GIVEN PROOF THAT YOU WERE MAULED BY A DEMON!!!"

"FINE!!" He yelled back, then he quickly unzipped his coat, and lifted up his yellow shirt. Sara was glaring at him, hot tears in her eyes. Then he gently took off the bandages that wound around his chest.

His claw marked chest was there for the world to see. Where the injection site had been, was a small open wound, pitting and was oozing slightly. He cringed when the cold wind hit his chest at full force. In fact it was merely a breeze, but it felt like knives to him.

"Are you happy, Sara? Is that enough proof for you? I still love you, and I would never leave you for another woman, and I would never lie to you. And you should know that." He said, solidly, while still holding his yellow shirt upwards.

Sara was silent, staring at his chest now. He didn't lie. It may not have been a demon, perhaps....because in her mind, demons arn't real...but the wounds he had....were the same as claw marks. She unlocked the car, and sat back in her seat.

"...get in..." She managed to choke out through her tears, she was trying hard not to sob just then. Scooter put his shirt down, and whinced getting into her car, then he settled into the passanger's seat. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, and rubbed it.

"That was kind of a tall tale to take in, huh?" He said finally, after a few minutes of silence.

Sara merely nodded, and she started up the car, and went off, towards her house. "The...the least I can do sweetie....is help rebandage you..." She said softly, her voice merely a whisper over the car's noise.

"You don't have to you know." Scooter said, looking over at her, a smile on his face.

"I want to. I'm...I'm so sorry for what happened eariler, gofer...I mean....I guess I just got jealous, and scared..."

"Scared? Why would you get scared?"

"That you would really leave me.."

"Oh. I see...well you know that I would never leave you."

Sara smiled, as she pulled into her driveway. The two got out from her car, and they walked inside her small house. He sat on the dingy tiny couch, which was more of a loveseat then a couch actually, and waited while she brought the first aid kit down. It was this huge, suitcase type deal; and she set this massive thing on the coffee table and opened it.

"Wow, hon. You're prepared for....everything arn't you?" Scooter said, astonished at the size of the first aid kit.

Sara nodded, and pulled out rolls of gauze, ointment, and a bottle of achelol and a small plastic-baggied washrag. "Okay, rinse it with this, then I'll put ointment on, and wrap you in gauze like a mummy."

"...you really want me to do that." He said, staring at the bottle of achelol on the table.

"Yes, I really want you to do that. Better to be in pain again for a short while, then to have it turn gangreous and have half of the skin on your chest falling off or get infected. Now, soak it in achelol, and pat yourself with it. Here's a dry one to clamp down on." She handed him another washrag which was wrapped around a clean solid rubber dog toy.

"...what is in this thing?" He asked, looking now at the washrag wrapped rubber dog toy. "Is this a dog toy!?"

"It's clean! Put it in your mouth, clamp down and hold on!!" She said, as she had gloves on, and was starting to go towards his chest with the achelol soaked washrag. He quickly put the toy into his mouth, and clamped down.

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From the window outside, it was quite an interesting sight. A woman, and a man on a couch together. The woman had a rag in her hand, and gloves on, and the man looked like he was in extreme pain of some sort.

"Weird sort of people in this town, eh, Dave?" The man said, smiling. The other man walking with him, just shook his head, and smirked a little.

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"There, that wasn't so bad was it?" Sara said, smiling down at Scooter.

"Ooww....that really hurt. It's still burning!" He said, frowning.

"That's good though, it's getting all those nasty germs. With that kind of a wound I want you to be perfectly fine okay?" Sara smirked a little, then she slathered him up with the antibacterial ointment, and gently wrapped him in gauze.

"That actually feels better. Thanks." He said smiling.

"Not implying anything rude here, but maybe you should just stay for the night. It would be easier, and you would really be able to rest and everything you know?" Sara said, as they sat on the couch together. Scooter was shirtless, and laying across Sara's lap as the tv was blaring in the background softly.

"Really? ...in the same room?" He asked, a quizzical look crossing his face. A bright blush crept across Sara's cheeks and she frowned playfully.

"Of course not! I have a guest bedroom you can stay in." She said, pointing towards a closed door.

"Well, if you don't mind it, I'm going to go ahead and turn in. I'm really tired after today." He then gently stood up, and started towards the door that was the guest bedroom. "Good night, Sara!"

"Good night, my gofer!" She said smiling. As the door shut tight, she smiled, and stretched out across the sofa.

"I hope he dosn't notice that that's actually my room..." She said to herself, and she cut off the tv, and turned over, going to sleep herself.

 

[The Count]

He's been through so much already, if only he knew... Good that you gave him something happy... Just looking forward to whatever's left.

And was that a cameo by some non-Henson characters peering in at your home when you were bandaging up that go-fer? You might want to be a bit careful of that in the future... And I rully smile at the Hensonville landmarks referenced to here.
Keep it up.

 

[ReneeLouvier]

I fixed it. XD

 

[redBoobergurl]

Wow! What a heated and intense chapter that was! I loved it! It was really very awesome! Looking forward to more!

 

[muppetwriter]

I really wanted to comment on this scene.

"Pleasure to finally meet you face to face, Mr. Hooper." Eli said silkly, as he settled into the seat.

"His name's Hopper, Mr. Eli." Max interjected before Eli could speak anymore.

"Shush, Max! He can call me Mr. Looper, for all I care!!"

While working on "Fraggle Street", I had accidentally typed "Hopper" instead of "Hooper", so I can relate when it comes to accidentally getting their names mixed up.

Nice inside-joke, Renee.

 

[froggiegirl18]

I really liked this last chapter. You have done a great job exploring Scooter's character and what really makes him tick. I just think this is good chapter almost seeing you interact with the character. I know it seems we get lost into the muppet's world, but this has been a nice story to come and read after doing some school work. Thanks Sara for my mini-vacations.

 

[muppetwriter]

Okay. I just got through reading Chapter Six, and I'm feeling very disappointed with Max. He's a complete wimp! Go back to Hopper because he's family?! Could someone please tell this guy that if he doesn't ditch Hopper that he'll eventually end up just like him?

This is a great prequel, Renee. I just wish Max would've went to the Muppets if he needed the money so bad, instead of going back to that insane old man.

 

[ReneeLouvier]

I've just always seen Max as a total wimp. XD