MC Dorms: 2009: Summer Vacation.

[The Count]

*Ambles unseen into the saloon...

*Sits down in one of the booths with fiends in toe.
*UD goes over to examine the decor and to order some drinks.

 

[RedPiggy]

Pearl (rapping on the stage)

Hoggle (to Cotterpin): O_O Is THAT country?

Cotterpin (to Hoggle, shrugs): It's all the same, isn't it? I mean, both genres do nothing but gripe about how bad the singer has it. It's like they all need therapy.

Kelly (sighs and goes to the visitors, dressed in a triceratops costume complete with helmet shaped like a triceratops' head, whips out a notepad): May I take your order?

 

[The Count]

Uncle D, at the bar swirling his glass of lemon tea... *To self: She reminds me of Maura with that helmet on her head. *Sighs of wistfulness escape from the dragon.

*At our booth... Wha huh?What you mean she looks different in her waitering uniform? *Shrugs it off. *Waits for Kelly to finish with other patrons.

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (growls to self): To think I used to manage my own place.

Pearl (segues into blues): I'm trav'lin' light
'Cause mah male has gone,
So from now on,
I'm trav'lin' light.

He said "Goodbye"
And took mah heart away,
So from today,
I'm trav'lin' light.

No one to see,
I'm free as the breeze,
No one but me,
And mah memories.

Some lucky night,
May appear Chamberlain,
So until then,
I'm trav'lin' light.

Kelly (at Ed's table, curtsies): Welcome to Scorched an' Snowed. Have a great time 'cause we say so. After all, "we know what you want, we know you need, and we know where you live."

 

[The Count]

Wha? ! ? *Is instantly struck by Kelly's appearance and words. Yes... *Stays silent, starts dreaming...

Count: Ah, it's just like Rosie's back home. Fine, you know vhat we want, especially him... * at Ed.
Fill the orders as you think best. *Leans back to mentally count the diamond flecks in the wall patterning near their booth.
Uncle D rejoins the booth. And I'll have what they're having. *Turns to listen to Pearl.

Me, whispering... Is she gone? Blast that little minx. *Resigns to wait for the food. *Absently snatches and munches on a Doozerstick.

 

[RedPiggy]

Pearl (claps): Just go on ahead, sugah! The whole world's awaitin'.

Kelly (begins to push a cart with everyone's dishes and drinks on it)

Cotterpin (handles the remote for the lighting so Spamela will look even hotter)

Hoggle (stares at Spamela)

 

[The Count]

*UD smiles and claps quietly for Spammy.

*Thinking what song to use...

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (grins, laughs, claps)

Cotterpin: O_O

Hoggle (sweats): Uh, ooh, uh ... um ... *pants inaudibly*

Kelly (elbows Hoggle): Don't tell me you're losing your head over a girl. *giggles*

Hoggle (totally not listening): Right, I'll gets right on that. Be sure an' keeps the door unlocked.

 

[RedPiggy]

Cotterpin (drives up onto the stage): Well, I'd really like to hear Dr. Teeth and Mr. Zoot sing, but if they won't, I will. Ahem ...

Sing a song of Doozers,
Who build almost all day.
Four and twenty Fraggles,
Started to sway.

When the Fraggles chewed up
The roadway we just built,
Doozers cheered and didn't fear,
Those Fraggles need no guilt!

 

[The Count]

*Is led by Uncle D up to the stage. You sure about this?
UD: Yes... Now sing.
But I don't like to with a crowd watching.
UD: Pfft, we do it all the time. Now... Sing.

Oookay...
On a dark desert highway.
Cool wind in my hair.
Warm smell of coladas.
Rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance.
I saw a shimmering light.
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim.
I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway.
I heard the mission bell.
And I was thinking to myself.
This could be heaven or this could be, well...
Then she lit up her candle.
And she showed me the way.
There were voices there calling on the door.
Thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California.
Such a lovely place, such a lovely place.
Such a lovely face.

Plenty of room at the Hotel California.
Any time of year, any time of year.
You can find it here.

Her mind is definitely twisted.
She got her Mercedes-Benz.
She got a lot of pretty pretty boys.
She calls friends.
How they dance in the courtyard.
Sweet summer's sweat.
Some dance to remember.
Some dance to forget.
So I called up the captain.
Please bring me my wine.
He said: We haven't had that spirit here.
Since 1969.
And still those voices are calling.
From faaaar aaway.
Wake you up in the middle of the night.
Just to hear them sayhay.

Welcome to the Hotel California.
Such a lovely place, such a lovely place.
Such a lovely face.

They're living it up at the Hotel California.
What a nice surprise, what a nice surprise.
Hear her alibis.

Mirrors on the ceiling.
Pink champagne on ice.
She said: We are all prisoners here.
Of our own device.
In the master's chambers.
They gathered for the feast.
They stab it with their steely knives.
But they just can't kill the beast.
Last thing I remember...
I was running for the door.
I had to find a passage back.
To the place I was before.
Relax, said the nightman.
We're all prepared to deceive.
You can check out any time you like.
But you can never leave.

*Musical interlude finishing the song as we walk back to our booth, hungry for what Kelly chose as our meals. *Sips some Sprite down.