Chapter Four
"You've hardly touched ya food, Gonz." Rizzo stated the quite obvious, as Gonzo's sardine sandwich sat relatively untouched. His mind was miles away, and his stomach was unheard by his mind.
"Why did they just leave 'Cape Doom' on the postcard? It had to mean something!" Gonzo stated to Rizzo, while staring out the window down the road. "We've gotta get going! Are you guys done yet?" He spun around in the seat, and stared at his friends.
Scooter stopped in mid-bite, and frowned softly. Kermit set his spoon down, and scrunched his face up a bit. "Gonzo...you need to calm down. They're your family, they arn't just going to leave without seeing you. I know they'll wait for you."
"...I...I know that, but a huge spaceship is going to be seen soon enough! They might have only had time to stay for awhile. What if they did leave! We've gotta get going, now!" He stared at Kermit, his expression downfallen, and sad.
"Let's just eat and get back on the road, so the weirdo will shut up!" Piggy said angrily, as she quickly finished her sandwich, and stood up. She grabbed her bag of chips and started to walk out to the bus. Fozzie, Scooter, Clifford, and the others followed Miss Piggy outside. Many of them ended up getting their meals to go, so they wouldn't have to listen to Gonzo worrying so much. Kermit stayed at the table, and was finishing up his fly soup, while watching Gonzo.
"Gonzo?" He asked softly, looking at his face. It was etched with worry he saw.
"...what, Kermit?" Gonzo asked back, closing his eyes for a moment. Gonzo hadn't slept in the 5 days they'd been on the road.
"It's more then your family isn't it?"
"I don't know. It's different then the first time they said they'd come...something...here." He tapped his chest gently, looking back at his best friend. "Something's telling me it's more then my family, Kermit."
Gonzo paused, and turned around completely in the seat to face Kermit. It was just him, Kermit and Rizzo still in the restraurant now. Everyone else was out on the bus, ready to go. "Has...has your soul ever ached?"
"My...soul?" Kermit countered, a puzzled expression coming around the frog's face. "I'm not sure."
"I can't explain it too well, it's like my soul is aching. The farther away I was from Cape Doom, after I found out what they were saying...the more my...soul ached. Something's pulling me there again, and I want to end this pain inside. I want to know what's happening."
Kermit paused for a second, watching Gonzo. The blue weirdoes face was etched with concern and worry. He had turned 30 about a month ago, he remembered the party well. Gonzo looked like he was 50 now, the worry was causing a great deal of pain on him, and he could see it clear as the moon on the swamp in the summer evenings. Ever since that party, Gonzo had acted weird. More subuded, actually. Calmer, taking less risks. He was settling down a bit, and to Kermit....that was very strange and unusual. He nodded to himself softly, and just tipped the bowl up to his mouth and drank the last of it in two gulps.
"Let's go pay and get on the road again, Gonzo." Kermit said with a bright smile on his face.
"Thanks, Kermit." Gonzo said gently, as the three of them walked out to the bus. Kermit went ahead of Rizzo and Gonzo as they stood outside the restraurant for a moment.
"Your soul...ached?" Rizzo asked, looking up at Gonzo.
"Yeah. It's the only way I can explain it." He said, looking down the road for a moment.
"I'm your friend, ain't I?"
"Well, of course your my friend." He looked down at the small rat, with a smile on his face.
"Should'a told me ya soul was achin'. We could'a talked about it." Rizzo said quietly, pushing a small rock with his foot as they started walking towards the bus.
"I wasn't sure how you'd take it."
"I just don't like to see you so outta shape, that's all..I mean, we're friends and stuff. We tell each other this stuff all the time." Rizzo paused, and looked up at Gonzo as they boarded the bus. "You know I miss my family, right?"
"You miss your family?" Gonzo asked, looking down at his friend. "I thought most of the rats were your family!"
"They are...but then again, they really arn't. They ain't my Mom, or my Dad. They're mostly just sisters, brothers and my cousins." The little rat looked down for a second, and took his seat beside Gonzo on the bus. "I've not seen my parents in a long time."
Gonzo wrapped an arm around his friend as they took off in the bus once more, heading again towards Cape Doom.