Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen: Beaker, my dear lad! Come here will you? I need some help with this math problem and I would like you to calculate it. I think I just got..bo-bor-bored...

Beaker: *GASP* MATHMEEP?

Van: *GASP* You-u-u can't be serious!

Bunsen: I'm afraid so. I've done so much an-an-and well it can get a little old.

Claudia: Bunnie bored...math? Bored? Hahaha...*Sleeps* loco...

Bunsen: The thought even seems surreal...

Van: Ok, Bunsen...are you loko?

Bunsen: Un pokito...is that how you say it?

Van: What?

Bunsen: I should ask Pipi later.

Claudia: It's Pepe....*snore*

Bunsen: Whatever.

Beaker: *Calculates*

Van: Want to open up some brains with me? Mulch isn't here...so er..I was hoping you'd...?

Bunsen: I'll put our rivalry aside just this once....you do know how much I love to poke at them, don't you?

Van: OH-HO! TOTALLY! It's a mad scientist thing...no one sane would understand that.

Bunsen: Agreed. Beaker, my boy, you may want to scoot away so you won't see the pulsing of a live brain. You faint at the sight of blood.

Beaker: *Gulps and rushes next to Claudia*

Bunsen: Good!

Van: Would you like to have the honor of opening it up?

Bunsen: Oh me? Why, yes, I certainly would, Phillip!

Van: Go ahead and be my guest!

 

[Beauregard]

Bo: Maybe we should unzip that luggage...
Beau: That might be impolitical.
Bo: ...Unpolite?
Beau: That too.
Bo: Oooo-kay. *reaches to unzip bag*
Voice: Hands off.
Bo: Sorry! *leaps back*
Male Voice: Sorry.
Beau: *blink* Riiiiiight.

 

[ZootyCutie]

*Janice, Zoot, and I come in the room*

*carrying a broken video tape* Dr. Teeth! Floyd! Animal! Here's your tape of old Beatles concerts! I'll just leave it on the floor. *throws it on the floor*

Janice: Like, look! A note! A note.

Zoot: *reading note* Probably at a barbeque somewhere, with lot's of ladies, Dr. Teeth, Floyd, and Animal.

All Three: *mischeviously* Oh really?

*holding a carton of milk* Dr. Teeth! I'm borrowing this milk for an undisclosed period of time!

Zoot: *holding the DS Lite* Borrowing the DS-type deal!

Janice: *holding Floyd's bass* Takin' the bass!

All Three: *holding the computer, and struggling* The computer! *drops it on our side* Phew!

Let's get his keyboard!

*We go to get it, but Animal's over there, holding onto the computer's keyboard*

Oh! Animal!

Animal: UM...

Janice: Like, we were just doing nothing, with nothing that belongs to Dr. Teeth and Floyd.

Animal: ME NEITHER!

Zoot: Oh, you too, huh? Um, we're going to run away now. Really quickly.

*we run away*

 

[Beauregard]

Bo: *runs out of room 11 and smacks into the EM guys exiting their own room* There's...talking luggage...in the...bedroom...

--

Beau: *unzips the bag and raises eyebrows* What are you two doing here?
Mildred: *steps carefully out of the luggage* We...well...
George the Janitor: *steps grumpily out of the luggage* It was her fault...
Mildred: George, dahling, don't be that way. We were hitching a ride from North to South or visa versa, and somehow ended up lost in our baggage.
Beau: *eyes widen further* You lost your baggage, or your baggage lost you?
Mildred: Either or...Anyway, our passports, home-insurance, and sense of direction were in our bags...which we lost...when we fell into yours, and so we have no place to stay, unless...
George: In this dump?
Mildred: You can clean it!
George: ...
Beau: ...

--

Bo: *running screaming down the hallway still*

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: (walking into kitchen and setting a grocery bag down on the counter) Still need to contact two sources, and get quotes on the meeting agenda...(sigh)...anyone home?
Scooter: (coming in through door, carrying a basketball) Well I'm here. How's the story coming along?
Erin: Hi, Scooter. It's going okay...what happened to your jacket? It's got a burn hole in it.
Scooter: Oh...I went to play basketball with some of the others - and Crazy Harry was playing.
Erin: 'Nuff said. (takes jacket and looks it over) But I'll get Storyteller to have a look at it; I think she can fix it.
Nora: (entering through door) The salamanders were still loose. One of them got into the complete works of John Stuart Mill. (holds out her hands, which are covered in paper cuts) And I had a dictionary land on my head.
Erin: Well, sit down, both of you. I'll get some tea going. (pours water into the samovar and starts to heat it up)
(Storyteller and Beige enter)
Beige: I'm telling you, the Cave's Oldest Fraggle has only gotten worse since I left. And the way she's been yelling at the new security Fraggles...it's scary.
Storyteller: Anything get accomplished at the meeting?
Beige: Just a lot of hemming and hawing. That's why they're called the Hemming and Hawing Caves.
Erin: Hey, Storyteller, I've got a repair job for you - Scooter's jacket got a little scorched. (hands Storyteller the jacket)
Storyteller: (takes jacket) Mmm...oh...I see. Well, don't fret, Scooter, this will be an easy fix.
Beige: Hmm, what happened, Scooter, did something from the Fire Caverns get a hold of you?
Scooter: Nope, just Crazy Harry up to his usual tricks.
Nora: So it's been a nutty day all around.
Erin: But in the dorms, if you don't have a nutty day you're not trying hard enough. (samovar whistles) Tea's up.

 

[Beauregard]

Bo: *finally arrives back at room* Beau, did you dispose of the talking luggage bag?
Beau: Not specifically...

Mildred: *steps from other room* Ahh, hello, nice to meet you. I'm Mildred Huxattor, HMV, SUV, and IMDB. This is my fiance George. We sort of lost our way, somehow, and really need somewhere to board...just for the night.
George: *waggles eyebrows*

 

[The Count]

Silly Bo... The Electric Mayhem live on the floor above, he's down here in the good ol' basement. Maybe he could help in providing a good detailed descript of his former roommate Bobo the Bear. Should probably drop him a line, or perhaps he'll spot this and come calling. Still has a decent overhang on the lead post though.

Mmm, there's this nice obscure song Kyle found for me, kinda think Erin might like to hear it too since it features Mr. Cloister. Oh well... Off to check on some errands.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: *Sees a sleeping Beaker and Phil* How long was I asleep?

Bunsen: Long enough.

Claudia: You scared me. How come you're not sleeping?

Bunsen: Oh, well, I was just poking at this brain here. See? It is incredible... The largest brain I've ever seen too.

Claudia: *Sees it* Awesome...*Gently gets off the bed and walks over to pick up the brain* wow...

Bunsen: You aren't frightened at all?

Claudia: No, I love seeing this stuff. My uncle opens dead people for a living and I actually get a peek. I've seen a person's insides...it is very disturbing to most people but not for me. The brain smells...

Bunsen: Of course. *Takes it from her and puts it back in the jar* You've gotten thinner.

Claudia: Yah, I've not been hungry lately. I eat two meals a day. *Smiles*

Bunsen: You're suppossed to eat three times a day.

Claudia: But I eat lots of sweets too.

Bunsen: Oh, atleast you get snacks.

Claudia: I don't starve myself.

Bunsen: *Laughs lightly* I hope not.

Claudia: 119 pounds only. I do not intend to rival Paris Hilton.

Bunsen: Please don't.

Claudia: I'm kind of tall anyway so it's the perfect weight. My weight is unstable--one day it's 120 then it's 119...silly hmm? Only on two numbers.

Bunsen: I see.

Claudia: Want some chocolate milk? 'cuz I'm gonna make some.

Bunsen: Thank you, I most definately would.

Claudia: Alright. *Gets the milk from the fridge*

Bunsen: I can't sleep, funny...

Claudia: It's the coffee you drank earlier. That's kind of good because I do not want to be up alone. Misery loves company...*Smiles cheekily*

Bunsen: Are you implying that you are miserable?

Claudia: No. *Giggles* You are...

Bunsen: Very cute.

Claudia: Yes!

Bunsen: What is your opinion on mind control chips?

Claudia: *Eyes get a little wide* Don't tell me you're to invent those.

Bunsen: I'm a scientist...not a monster.

Claudia: I think it is a useless device that could only bring trouble. Just like the creation of the atom bomb.

Bunsen: I doubt Mr. Einstein would have approved of that.

Claudia: Yah, I know. He did not believe in war and all that jazz. *Warms the milk* It's almost done.

Bunsen: Take your time. *Cleans his glasses*

Claudia: How many times do you have to do that?

Bunsen: It's not my fault that they get dirty.

Claudia: *Laughs* I know.

 

[Beakerfan]

Alex: ...... The End. So, how'd you guys like the book?
Bean: *shaking, squeezing Elmo tightly*
Elmo: *fell asleep*
Alex: Oh, well. At least I can tell Sam I've brought some culture into your lives.
Bean: Yeah... culture.
Alex: *puts Elmo in his bed* Hey Bean! I heard Link Hogthrob is rooming with Ryan this semester! Wanna go over there with me?
Bean: Sure! I like Gonzo!

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Erin: Is that Cloister or Closter?
Nora: Is what Cloister or Closter?
Erin: Oh, just responding to what Ed said about an obscure tune someone dug up. And I'll bet it has to do with Richard.
Storyteller: (cuts through a snip of green thread and shakes out Scooter's jacket) Here you go, Scooter, good as new. No one will see the repairs unless they're going over it with a magnifying glass.
Scooter: (takes jacket) Thanks, Storyteller. (promptly puts jacket back on) I heard Bunsen saying something about mind control chips.
Beige: Really? On my last trip to the Rock, I heard Marlon Fraggle saying something about those...
Storyteller: Oh, Marlon's always got some sort of world-domination plan in mind. It's disgusting.
Erin: And Bunsen's always dreaming up some new way to hurt or humiliate his roommates, so what else is new?
Nora: Uh, can we talk about something else? These are the Muppet dorms, not the Ministry of Truth in 1984.