Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Gloat]

Boppity: sure you can, the more the better *takes the game board out of Gloats mouth and places it on the table, setting up all the cards and handing out the starting money* i call the dog piece!

Gloat: What? i always have the dog!

Boppity: You can have the Iron

Gloat: Stares in disgust at the below-standard Iron

Boppity: Which piece do the rest of you guys wanna be?

 

[BEAR]

Bry: I hope everyone liked the cakes I made for Zoot and Bunsen for their birthdays.
Big Bird: I'm sure they did.
Bry: No one said anything.
Ernie: I thought they were great.
Bert: I can't wait to see what you come up with for my birthday.
Ernie: Oh, that's right! Old buddy Bert's birthday is soon. Oh I can't wait! Khekhekhe!

 

[redBoobergurl]

*Beth sneaks into the library and leaves a copy of the latest chapter of her story "The Next Step" poking out of the shelf enough for Ed to find*

 

[The Count]

And as Beth turns around... She's toppled over by the weight of a... *Rushing bearhug glomp! Thank you big cousin... Now if only my colleagues Bryan and Sean were here, I could maybe work on a few more haunterrs. Unless you think you could help...

 

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Oof, I've been glomped. Ok, now on to another matter of business. *returns to room 3 with a plate of three different types of cookie* Oh Cookie Monster?
Cookie: What going on?
Beth: This *shows him plate of cookies*
Cookie: For me? *gets excited*
Beth: For us, to share
Cookie: Fair enough
*they hungrily devour cookies*

 

[anytimepally]

Johnny: Sal, what's that you're reading?
Sal: Oh, hi Johnny.. (hiding the book) it's nothing.
Johnny: No, really, Sal, what is it? (Johnny reaches for the book)
Randall: Can't Sal do anything without it being of national importance to you?
Johnny stops and turns around a stares at me for a few seconds like one of us has lost his mind, but it's unclear which
Don: It's a book I loaned him, Johnny.. nothing really, just some light reading.
Sal: Yeah, Johnny just light reading.
Johnny: Then let me see it! (Johnny finally grabs the book and reads the cover) Discover Your Inner Lounge Singer? .. Sal? I'm the lounge singer around here!
Sal: I know, Johnny, but I thought I might like to try it out myself sometime.
Johnny: (confused) Why?
Sal: I dunno.. IT WAS ALL DON'S IDEA! (grabs the book and throws at at Don).. You want I should get you some water for your throat, Johnny? It's gotta be ready for the show tonight.
Johnny: Eh, it feels ok.. maybe closer to showtime.
Don: You guys should really see someone...
Sal: What? You mean, like a cousellor? JOHNNY FIAMA'S NOT CRAZY... TAKE IT BACK, YOU! (Sal muscles up to Don)
Don: I didn't say that.. I was going to say you guys should really see someone eat a rubber tire to The Flight of the Bumblebee.. it's really something to behold!

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *drops off a small baggie of peanut butter fudge at Ed's door with a note attached that says "Thanks for the plug about the impression contest! ~ The Prawn"*

 

[The Count]

*Opens door, reaches hand out and takes bag of PB fudge before heading back in to check all the posts in all the threads.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Storyteller: Now, then, how was everyone's day?
Nora: Still helping prep for the festivities at Coming Unbound. We had a few explosions in the new fiction section.
Storyteller: Hmm, a few spells going awry?
MN: No, it was probably Crazy Harry. As in the Muppet, not Belafonte or Potter. (pause) I spent my day working on a newspaper assignment and practicing my German.
Storyteller: I'm doing some new research into the disappearance of Sir Blunderbrain.
MN: Oh, he didn't get trapped in the tunnel after all?
Storyteller: Mmm...you believe what you want, my friend.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: *Under a pile of blankets*

Beaker: *Arranging the flasks* *Humming*

Claudia: *Sticks out her head slightly from the blanket*

Beaker: Mee? *Looks around* Meee? *Worried* Meeeeeeeee?

Claudia: *Watching him curiously*

Beaker: MEEEP! MEEEP MEEEEE! *Puts hands to mouth in panic*

Bunsen: What are you up to?

Beaker: Meememememememememeeeee--meme.

Bunsen: Not to worry Beakie! There is only one aroma our 'missing' roomie cannot ever resist. The smell of gasoline. *Drags in spare gasoline tank*

Claudia: *Frowns heavily and sniffs before hiding back under the covers*

Bunsen: *Looks sly* No? Perhaps the smell of a cold frappichino...begging to be sipped...too bad she is not here to drink it. *Gets an actual cup of frap*

Beaker: Meee? *Gets one too* MMMMMM

Claudia: *Snuggle snuggle* >_< *RESIST RESIST*

Bunsen: Can't forget the deliciousness of that good old caramel whip. *Adds*

Claudia: *Steals it from Bunsen with a swift outstreched hand and sips it under the blankets*

Bunsen: It worked. Unfortunatley, my drink had a terrible fate.

Claudia: >3 MY PRECIOUSSS! *SLURP*

Beaker: Mee?

Bunsen: Yes Beaker, I am afraid it is in a better place. *Cringes at the Frap's doom*

Beaker: *sobs*

Bunsen: *pats him on the back*

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Claudia: Best night I ever had with a Frap! It had whipcream which made it the best experience ever! *Throws away frap* The yumminess was just HEAVEN! gimmeanother.

Bunsen: What a terrible fate for a Frappichino. Oh well! Want another one?

Claudia: YESYESYESYES! *Goes to Frap machine*

Beaker: *Sob*