Chapter V
One week later
With the excitement of a potential lawsuit and the experience on Sesame Street behind them, Miss Piggy was more than happy to get on with what was important – and that was planning out her scenes for that week’s show.
She wasn’t particularly bothered by the whole lawsuit thing; she trusted Scooter and therefore, trusted his judgment when it came to his lawyers. She’d be lying if she thought she and Gonzo would get off scott free; after all she did start that fight, but as far as she was concerned, La Chance deserved it.
Piggy wasn’t worried, at least not in terms of Scooter keeping the troublesome twosome out of trouble; she was worried however about Kermit. This new relaxed stance of his was a bit disconcerting to her; so very used to driving him into an arm waving, frustrating building eruption that had caused many a Muppet to flee in terror was…disappointing.
If she did say so herself, she was quite good at bringing him to that point – and others – but this new laid back Kermit, who only punished them by sending them to his old home of Sesame Street, was just weird.
And speaking of the frog, her musings were cut short when she heard a knock on her dressing room door and saw it open to reveal the very frog of her thoughts. “Busy?” he asked, his head poking through the door.
“Just thinking about you,” was her retort.
Coming through the door and then closing it behind him, Kermit replied, “I’m not sure if I should be excited or…” he trailed off, with an interesting look on his face. “Sorry, I seem to have lost my thought.”
“I am good at making you do that.”
“Incredibly so,” he said.
He walked over to where she sat at the vanity and leaned against it. This had become a familiar stance between the two since the return of the Muppets and that of their show; both frog and pig had seemed to gradually move pass their troubled past that had always been so tumultuous as it had been romantic.
“All set for the show?” he asked.
“Rowlfie and I plan on going over our song in about thirty minutes,” she replied. “He’s working on his piece with the Mayhem.” Kermit nodded. “You didn’t come up to check on my set numbers, did you?”
“I didn’t know I needed an excuse to come up here and see you,” he smirked.
“You normally don’t,” she quipped. “Hence why I asked.”
“Wanted to first, thank you for delivering that package for me,” he began. “I know you hate going to Sesame Street unless under duress…”
“Which this was.”
“So thank you,” he continued. “Secondly, I thought you’d like to know that we’re working on getting those assault charges of yours dropped. La Chance probably won’t want you anywhere near him, but at least you won’t get sent to prison. Again.”
“Please,” she huffed, good naturedly. “Wasn’t that prison uniform the reason for our first marriage?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I’m sure,” she said. “Thank you; and I’m sorry I seem to cause you all this trouble.”
“I have learned, Miss Piggy,” the frog stated. “That for every… dangerous and criminally deviant thing that you do, you do it because of the goodness that you have in your heart and nothing as deceptive that Royce La Chance would like to present.”
“You’re getting maudlin in your old age,” she whispered, giving him a demure smile and a slight squeeze on his thigh.
“I think the word you’re looking for is romantic.”
Standing and leaning towards him, she whispered, “That too.”
As the two moved closer, the tone of receiving a text message registered on Piggy’s phone. Stopping, Kermit continued to gaze at her, while Piggy took a glance at her phone. “One of your many suitors?”
“Just Gonzo,” she whispered, leaning towards him again.
This time, their lips only touched once before Piggy’s phone actively began to ring. “He is the most persistent of suitors,” Kermit growled, pulling away reluctantly.
The diva managed to stifle her own growl, instead using to answer her phone. “What do you want?”
“Hey,” Gonzo replied. “Could you come down here for a second? I need another set ears for this and you’ve got the best hands down right now.”
“No,” she said, quickly. “I’m busy.”
“Oh come on!” the weirdo complained. “Whatever it is you and Kermit are doing in your dressing room or his office can easily wait. Besides, that’s what you have a house for.”
“This coming from a person who is no longer allowed in elevators.”
“The elevator got stuck,” Gonzo stressed. “That was not our fault. We do not have control over electrical devices and their ability to work. And besides, we weren’t even in that elevator! That, however, is beside the point; will you just get down here? I swear, ten, fifteen minutes and you can get back to doing whatever it is you’re doing to Kermit up there.”
The diva sighed, giving a sidelong glance to her longtime boyfriend. “Fifteen minutes, Weirdo,” she said, hitting the bright red ‘end button’ that ended their conversation. “I don’t suppose I could take a rain check?”
Standing, Kermit began to make his way towards the door, effectively seeing himself out. “You know where I am,” he said.
“I make a point of knowing where you are, Frog.”
“I’ve noticed,” he smirked. “Don’t be late with Rowlf. And as long as the two of you are together, perhaps you can find Janice and maybe work on those Vet’s Hospital skits; you know, maybe rehearse one, just for the sake of rehearsing.”
“No,” she said. “Probably not gonna do that last thing.”
“Well, I tried,” the frog sighed. “See ya later.”
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