Chapter 9: A Sweet Reunion With a Friend or a Brother
Kermit rolled over in his bed, his head was throbbing. He looked out his open door and saw Dr. Teeth walk by the room, "C'mon Animal move that stuff!" Kermit heard a series of loud screeches and crashes.
"MOVE STUFF! MOVE STUFF!" Animal chanted as he pushed the band's equipment past Kermit's door.
Kermit scrunched up his face and put his pillow over his head. Just then, five penguins ran past the door. "You guys think we should help Zany carry those cue cards?" one of the penguins asked.
"Nah, he's been doing it in most of these stories by himself anyway," another said.
A sixth penguin walked by carrying a large stack of cue cards. "Thank you guys..." he said. Sudennly he tripped and fell down the stairs, and Kermit heard him crash into Animal and send him and all the band's equipment down with him.
"Go boom..." Kermit heard Animal sigh.
Crazy Harry jumped in front of Kermit's door. "DID SOMEBODY SAY BOOM?!" he cried.
"NO!" Kermit sat up and yelled, but it was too late, Crazy Harry pushed down on the dynamite plunger causing an explosion. He walked off cackling. Kermit had had it, he got out of bed and started to walk out. "Can't a frog get any sleep around here?!" he yelled. When he stepped out of his door he fell through a hole in the floor and landed in a pot the Swedish Chef was carrying over to a burner on the stove.
"Ouh! Froogy leg stoo!" the Chef said.
Kermit scrunched up his face. "Not even when I'm sick..." he sighed.
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Meanwhile, back at the theater, Scooter and Clifford stood behind Kermit's desk backstage. "So Scoot," Clifford said. "We got Johnny Depp and Johnny Fiama singing a duet right?"
"Yep," Scooter wrote something down. "Right after Fozzie's monolouge."
The phone on the desk rang and Scooter and Clifford reached for it at the same time. They looked at each other. "Expecting a call Cliff?" Scooter asked.
"Maybe, what about you?" Clifford asked Scooter.
Scooter sighed. "Fine, yes I am, from Skeeter actually," he said.
"Aw dude, let me answer it then," Clifford pulled the phone out and answered it. "Hello, Muppet Theater, Clifford, your co-host with the most speaking," he said into the phone.
"Cliffy!" Skeeter; Scooter's twin sister; said from the other end. "Hey babe, I wasn't expecting to talk to you!"
"Right, well, Scoot stepped out for a bit, and Kerm's sick, so I was in charge of answering the phone," he said putting his free hand over Scooter's mouth so he couldn't protest.
"Oh, that's a bummer about Kermit, and I thought Scooter said he'd be there when I got to the theater," she said.
"Well, he may still have time to get here," Clifford said. "Where are ya?"
"Standing right behind you," she closed her cell-phone. "And I see my little brother got back in time for my arrival," she said.
"Heh heh," Clifford laughed. "Uh, yeah, turned out he was just upstairs for a bit, right Scoot?"
Scooter crossed his arms. "Right," he said.
Skeeter laughed. "What, no welcome hugs?" she asked.
Clifford grinned and walked over to hug Skeeter pushing Scooter out of the way. "Merry Christmas Skeet," he said as he hugged her.
Scooter stood up and dusted himself off. "Hey Scoot, be a good little bro and carry Skeet's things out to my car, I'll give her a ride to the boarding house a little later today," Clifford said, holding Skeeter's hand, she giggled a little.
Scooter glared at Clifford and picked up Skeeter's bags.
"Better put your coat on Scoot, it's chilly out there! Heh heh," Clifford laughed. "C'mon Skeet, I'll show you our new set for the show," he walked off hand in hand with Skeeter.
Scooter watched them leave and sighed, he started to walk out the door when Bobo the Bear cut in front of him. "Hey there boss, let me take those for ya," Bobo said grabbing Skeeter's bags.
Scooter handed them to him. "Why do you want to Bobo?" Scooter asked scratching his head.
"Oh, you know," Bobo said. "Hanukkah is a time of giving. You know I'm Jewish, that's why I celebrate Hanukkah," Bobo said.
"Oh, I didn't know you were Jewish Bobo," Scooter said. "Actually, one of our writers is Jewish," Scooter said.
Bobo turned around. "The coatrack is Jewish?"