Hardknock life for Dew!

[BeakerSqueedom]

I was just about to nag you about that one.
Beaker is dying to know what happens.

LOL!

Beaker:
Meep!

Yup.

 

[Beakerfan]

So am I....

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Cliché teen talk!


The night settled in, the kids snuggled into their stiff little beds. The room condition was not very comforting nor warm but it was home for the year. Limp bodies, wide eyes peering through the darkness--in other words, no one was asleep. The rush of whispers circulated between the boys within the room. Each talking about the events that took place in the day and how this and that occurred and the like. The green teen walked out of the restroom dressed in blue-striped pajamas. You could tell he took a shower by the way his dirty blonde hair dripped about. Beaker shook his head and threw him a towel “Thank you.” Bunsen said. Beaker nodded and dried his own hair quietly. The two made their way to their snuggly beds. They listened to the conversations that floated around the room—just to catch any of the latest gossip.

Floyd poked out his head from beneath the blanket “Hey green stuff, why you lookin’ so down?” questioned the musician-to-be to a thoughtful looking Kermit. “Oh, it’s Piggy.” He murmured sinking his face into his puffy pillow. “Heartbreak hotel, eh?” popped in Dr. Teeth with a shake of his head, “That woman’s trouble.”. The way he degraded her made him a little defensive “She has a good heart; it’s just her ego that gets in the way.” Kermit justified lightly, almost forgivingly. “Better keep your voice down little man,” cautioned Floyd “A blue whatever listened to their chit-chat and sighed. He was just crazy for that gorgeous pig. He hated when they talked about her “Guys, lay off of her.” He breathed “She’s a miracle.”

Johnny Fiama entered the room with a cocky air “Heh, she is.” He said with a wave of his hand. “Though,” He started with a smirk “I think I like Annie-Sue better.” With the mention of her name, sighs of dreamers and lovers sounded from the mouths of lonely teens. Gonzo refrained from shooting a smart comment in Piggy’s defense. Even Kermit backed down. If anyone talked back to Fiama, then Sal or Link would team up—and that was something no one wanted. Angel-Marie looked thoughtfully to his companions “I think Franny’s cuter…” He commented reverently. The boys shuddered “Do you mean her?” Fozzie butted in “She’s s-s-sc-scary…” his words earned him a few vigorous nods. “Yeah.” Scooter agreed lightly with a certain girl in his mind.

Bunsen looked to Beaker “Really, there must be some sign of intelligence in their minds rather than the constant dreaming of the opposite sex.” The red haired boy looked to the ceiling guiltily. “You too?” He asked. The cylinder bodied student cleared his throat “Mee…” confirmed Beaker. “Well, it is a natural thing to experience, I suppose.” Assured Bunsen with a smirk “I will stoop myself to their level and ponder—who is the lucky lady?” the question surprised Beaker slightly. He spoke “Mee mee mee…” He sighed afterwards. This surprised the Scientist-to be greatly “I figured you’d take a fancy to someone by now…” Beaker look to him and scoffed “Mfff!” This brought a smile to Bunsen’s face. “Ah, we’re just too inadequate in the field of romance.” He revealed. Feeling a blush creep up his face, he pressed a finger against his chin “I’m starting to wonder if that is a good thing.” The two friends looked to each other with puzzled expressions. A few seconds later, they exploded with laughter.

The sudden giggle fit made the others quirk an eyebrow. “Don’t mind us!” Bunsen claimed. “Meeemeemee!” Beaker added. “You’ve been hangin’ around the chemicals too much.” Johnny stated. “Indeed I have, but it is for a good cause.” He joked. Phil sighed loudly “Except you end up all alone—the price of being a brainy snot-headed sourpuss.” He replied “ Melon-headed.” He corrected. “Um, talk to the hand!” Phil snapped with a stretched out hand. “Well then, you never had brains to begin with!” asserted Bunsen. “Wocka wocka!” exclaimed Fozzie “He had hands to begin with! Ahhhhhhhh!” Animal slammed his drums as a negative reaction to his joke “Bad joke! Bad joke!”

Highschool all over again!​

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Yes, Bunsen does have dirty blonde hair--well in that time.
I am basing that little detail on that Michelle P. episode in Muppet Tonight.
So, I am not making believe Bunsen had that hair color.


Dude, I'd make him bald but um...
I don't think he was hairless as a kid...
I mean...
erherm.

 

[Beakerfan]

EEEEEEE! I'm loving this story Claudia! *GLOMP*

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

:3 Aww shucks.
*Glomped*

Thankies Alex---now post will you?

XD LOL!

*Glomps her back*

ISLE OF MEEP MUST BE MEEPED!

<3

I love that story of yours.

Edit:

Am I ooc with them? The characters?
>_> Bunsen is such a hard character to portray.

 

[Beakerfan]

I think you're doing great with the characters!

 

[The Count]

Sorry I didn't find this earlier sis... Good schtuff, rather enjoyed it, and the characters seem to be coming into their own.

Must have more please.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Fluff

Voices lowered when they heard the thunderous footsteps of alert teachers passing through the corridors. The young muppets became very light sleepers, created from their own fears. The teachers here were a little dysfunctional. The school system in this lovely
”sanctuary” rivaled with the horrific techniques of an asylum. Despite the bright happy colors and the euphoric atmosphere, it was another world. Somehow, it was hard to remain happy in a huge boarding school like this but they managed to find a way. Enemies, friends, and acquaintances became immediate alleys. Even though there still were cliques, but it was something that every school had. Going off topic--- Luna turned her head to face the window to where they slept. A young and beautiful moon, curious to interact with the people of the ground rather than the sky, decided to lightly blow the windows open. Bunsen woke up at the soft thud of it. The disturbed muppet approached Luna’s soft call “Hello?” asked Bunsen groggily as he positioned his glasses to get a closer look.

The night’s brilliant light smiled gently “Sorry, I only wanted company,” she chuckled sweetly “And I got it.” Bunsen smiled weakly “I suppose so.” He replied “Greetings.” He saluted softly. “Greetings.” Said a serene Luna, the night’s child wished to go nearer but, the stars would only scold her. She had a job to do. “I hadn’t the slightest idea that you could talk.” Admitted the genius hesitantly “Forgive me if I sounded a little too forward.” He added giving a sheepish smile. Luna laughed lightly at his confession “Oh, at least you do not confuse me for a ball of cheese—as some children are led to believe.” She said with another melodic laugh. Bunsen could not help but chuckle “Quite absurd, but charming nevertheless.” He murmured looking to her thoughtfully. “I’m very much honored to be talking to something as wonderful as you.” Bunsen acknowledged reverently. It wasn’t every day that you were be able to talk to a talking moon. The moon smiled as a mute response. “The stars are whispering something to me,” she noted “They wonder where Bear is.” She said curiously, she began to wonder herself. “He’s snuggled up in his bed,” He reminded “The day was rough for him.”.

“I’ll make sure to talk with the sun later.” She mumbled with a gentle humor. “It’s been awhile since we’ve last talked.” Luna said, frowning at the lonely days of silence she had to endure. Bear was her closest friend. “If you promise to smile, I’ll tell him to talk with you tomorrow night.” He said gently, laying his chin onto his wrist. He earned a charming smile from her “You are right.” Luna said. “Your name is Bunsen?” She asked. “Yes.” He responded. “Luna?” popped a soft voice. Bunsen looked to Bear “Hello there.” Bear smiled at Bunsen and poked his head out the window to see his friend’s glowing face. “Sorry Luna, I’ve just been so busy with homework.” The tone in his voice was heartbreaking. “Oh Bear, you know I could always help.” Whispered the moon with a concerned expression playing on her luminescent face. Bunsen took this as his cue to go back to bed. Beaker gazed at his friend “Mee mee mee mee?” questioned the carrot topped muppet with wide curious eyes. “Oh, I just found out the moon could talk.” Answered Bunsen casually, Beaker gave him a weird look. “Look for yourself.” He urged. Beaker looked to the window and saw Luna conversing with Bear. “Mweemee.” Commented the pink muppet, Bunsen smiled “I told you, and she’s not made out of cheese.” Beaker gasped sarcastically. “Shocking hmm?” humored the melon-headed muppet.

Cheese

 

[The Count]

Oooh! Yaey! Absolutely loved this new installment.

When I first found the name Luna, I thought you were bringing in the delightful character Maddie introduced us to in Life is a Highway, with her permission to have Luna show up. But after further reading, I was pleasantly surprised to find it was Luna the Moon from BITBBH. Rully nice the interaction between her and Bunsen, and then when Bear woke up and came to talk with her too as is their custom.

Thank you wery much sissy.
*Huggles.