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Chapter 7: The Message If We Hear It
The lights flickered back on and Mildred, George, and Gonzo were pulled out of the hole. The Mayhem cleard the stage and Sam came on with his new act prepared. "Kermit, the fact that I was unable to perform my act within the five minute time limit is not a factor any longer," Sam said. "Just make it clear that I was ready when five minutes was up," he projected.
Kermit nodded. "Yes yes Sam I know I know, now could you get started please? It's getting late," Kermit told the eagle.
Sam nodded once then motioned offstage and Thog, Marvin Suggs, Zoot, Uncle Deadly, Boppity, and Beautiful Day Monster walked out on the stage.
Sam perched himself on a raised platform. "I'll have a blue Christmas without you," he began to sing.
"I'll be so blue, thinking about you."
"Decorations of red," Marvin Suggs continued.
"On a green Christmas tree."
"Won't mean a thing,
If you're not here with me," Thog sang.
"I'll have a blue Christmas that's certain," Sam sang again.
"And when that blue heartache starts hurtin',"
"You'll be doing all fright," Uncle Deadly continued.
"With your Christmas of white,"
"But I'll have a blue Christmas without you," Sam finished.
Kermit scrunched up his face. "This stuff just writes itself doesn't it?" he said.
Rowlf covered his eyes with his hand and sighed. "This is rather embarrassing," he said.
Meanwhile, Johnny just woke up from the nap. "Wha'? Whadid I miss?" he asked Sal.
"Heh, a song that'll make you blue when you hear it," Sal joked.
Johnny stared. "You're taking lessons from the bear again aren't you?"
Sam stood as straight as ever. "Well Kermit, what did you think of my performance? Hmm? Much better than that so called 'music,'" he made finger quotes.
Kermit frowned. "Well Sam it was very er-well uh very-"
"Lacking of a certain weirdo!" Gonzo said as he ran onstage. "Yeah that's right! You forgot me! I'm blue!" he told Sam.
Sam turned his head to look at Gonzo. "I don't think I'd have a blue Christmas without you!" he pointed to the Whatever.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Gonzo asked.
Rowlf sighed. "Kermit, do we really even need another musical number?" Rowlf asked.
Kermit looked at Scooter. "Uh," Scooter looked through the clipboard. "Well, if we don't have another musical number, we'll have to either use a Muppet Labs skit, or-"
"I could throw my boomerang fish!" Lew Zealand interupted as he popped up from the hole in the stage floor.
Sam slapped his head and sighed. "What did I do to deserve this?" he sighed to himself.
"Well whadaya say Mr. the Frog?" Lew asked. "Can I do my act?"
"NO LEW! NO SAM! NO GONZO!" Kermit shouted at the top of his lungs. "THE MAYHEM GET THEIR SONG!" he breathed recklisly. "I don't even feel like being here right now! I've got this darn cough that keeps coming back and all you guys can do is fight!" he coughed a few times. "Scooter, Rowlf, watch over the theater and the rest of the rehearsal! I'm going home!" he walked up to the front door and grabbed his scarf off the coat rack knocking it over.
"Hey Sal, the frog just knocked over our writer," Johnny said. "Somebody's gonna be hearing about that one," he laughed.
Kermit walked out the door and slammed it behind him, it woke Pops who was sleeping inside the ticket booth. He awoke with a jolt. "Aw hey there Kermit! How are ya?" he asked the frog.
Kermit coughed three times. "I'm fine Pops," he coughed twice more and walked off.
"Well I don't wanna sound repetitive or nothing," Pops said as he watched Kermit storm off. "But it's not often you see a frog that green have a blue Christmas like that."
The lights flickered back on and Mildred, George, and Gonzo were pulled out of the hole. The Mayhem cleard the stage and Sam came on with his new act prepared. "Kermit, the fact that I was unable to perform my act within the five minute time limit is not a factor any longer," Sam said. "Just make it clear that I was ready when five minutes was up," he projected.
Kermit nodded. "Yes yes Sam I know I know, now could you get started please? It's getting late," Kermit told the eagle.
Sam nodded once then motioned offstage and Thog, Marvin Suggs, Zoot, Uncle Deadly, Boppity, and Beautiful Day Monster walked out on the stage.
Sam perched himself on a raised platform. "I'll have a blue Christmas without you," he began to sing.
"I'll be so blue, thinking about you."
"Decorations of red," Marvin Suggs continued.
"On a green Christmas tree."
"Won't mean a thing,
If you're not here with me," Thog sang.
"I'll have a blue Christmas that's certain," Sam sang again.
"And when that blue heartache starts hurtin',"
"You'll be doing all fright," Uncle Deadly continued.
"With your Christmas of white,"
"But I'll have a blue Christmas without you," Sam finished.
Kermit scrunched up his face. "This stuff just writes itself doesn't it?" he said.
Rowlf covered his eyes with his hand and sighed. "This is rather embarrassing," he said.
Meanwhile, Johnny just woke up from the nap. "Wha'? Whadid I miss?" he asked Sal.
"Heh, a song that'll make you blue when you hear it," Sal joked.
Johnny stared. "You're taking lessons from the bear again aren't you?"
Sam stood as straight as ever. "Well Kermit, what did you think of my performance? Hmm? Much better than that so called 'music,'" he made finger quotes.
Kermit frowned. "Well Sam it was very er-well uh very-"
"Lacking of a certain weirdo!" Gonzo said as he ran onstage. "Yeah that's right! You forgot me! I'm blue!" he told Sam.
Sam turned his head to look at Gonzo. "I don't think I'd have a blue Christmas without you!" he pointed to the Whatever.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Gonzo asked.
Rowlf sighed. "Kermit, do we really even need another musical number?" Rowlf asked.
Kermit looked at Scooter. "Uh," Scooter looked through the clipboard. "Well, if we don't have another musical number, we'll have to either use a Muppet Labs skit, or-"
"I could throw my boomerang fish!" Lew Zealand interupted as he popped up from the hole in the stage floor.
Sam slapped his head and sighed. "What did I do to deserve this?" he sighed to himself.
"Well whadaya say Mr. the Frog?" Lew asked. "Can I do my act?"
"NO LEW! NO SAM! NO GONZO!" Kermit shouted at the top of his lungs. "THE MAYHEM GET THEIR SONG!" he breathed recklisly. "I don't even feel like being here right now! I've got this darn cough that keeps coming back and all you guys can do is fight!" he coughed a few times. "Scooter, Rowlf, watch over the theater and the rest of the rehearsal! I'm going home!" he walked up to the front door and grabbed his scarf off the coat rack knocking it over.
"Hey Sal, the frog just knocked over our writer," Johnny said. "Somebody's gonna be hearing about that one," he laughed.
Kermit walked out the door and slammed it behind him, it woke Pops who was sleeping inside the ticket booth. He awoke with a jolt. "Aw hey there Kermit! How are ya?" he asked the frog.
Kermit coughed three times. "I'm fine Pops," he coughed twice more and walked off.
"Well I don't wanna sound repetitive or nothing," Pops said as he watched Kermit storm off. "But it's not often you see a frog that green have a blue Christmas like that."