Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Leyla]

<Robot Piggy peers after the rapidly departing guests suspiciously>
Robot Piggy: Did that seem odd to you?
Robot Kermit: <Looks up briefly, then back to the pictures.> What, around here? Everything is.
Robot Piggy: Mmm... I see your point. <eyes Mildred> I've never seen you before in moi's life... but I already dislike you. <eyes Beau> You... I like. So, whatever your name is... whadya want? do we have to talk in private? There's always moi's classy new bedroom!

 

[Beauregard]

Beau: I wouldn't feel comfortable in your--

Mildred: Talking to me, dear. *sweeps past Beau and Robot Kermit and latches onto Robot Piggy's arm* YOur room sounds loverly dear...I am Mildred Huxxater, and, not to blow my own horn -- we all know how uncomfortable that can be -- but I have a PHP, and LOV and a PIG in brain-pattern studies, mechanical-think-tank-structure and liposuction...so we simply have to talk! Do you have tea?

Beau: Hi fake Kermit.

 

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <being dragged in the rough vicinity of her bedroom> I think I'd rather have HIM in there with moi then whatever you are.

Robot Kermit: Hey... what did you say? <looks to Beau> Uh, hi-ho there. I think you'd better stay out here with me, while the ladies talk... or argue.

Robot Piggy: Oh, Kermie... don't be so jealous. <to Mildred> He's so cute when he's jealous. <she allows Mildred into her bedroom and closes the door.> Magnifique, oui? Now... what do ya want from me? It better not have anything to do with Robotic Animal Testing. I am SO not into that.

 

[Beauregard]

Mildred: Animal Robotoc Testing is outdated and unneccessary, we test on humans in all branches of science these days...Now, you, are the person I wanted to talk to. *eyes furniture dubiously* I don't see a couch, but do you want to lie down?

Beau: *to Robot Kermit* *shrugs*

Mildred: Now you have ever reason to be upset, R Piggy, some...people...ruined your surprise, and your housemates hated it...but the fact remains that you loved it, yes? ...Why are you making that face? Do you need the bathroom?

 

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <glaring at her> Well, for one, you are standing on moi's foot... for two... my housemates did NOT hate my surprise! It's wonderful! I worked hard to make them happy! And you... are...<she pauses groping for an appropriate insult> ...um... you have too much chin for your face! So, why don't you just mind your own beeswax!

 

[Beauregard]

Mildred: *steps backwards in shock...which is good news for the foot* Too much chin? I can only assume you mean C.H.I.N. the "Clean, Hot Illustrious Nureyev" fans association...in which case it's in my handbook, not my face. Now...how about you and I book a facial for tomorrow at, say, 4 PM GMT BST?

 

[Erine81981]

*wakes up* Boy what a weird nightmare i had. *gets out and steps on some salt* What's this?

Herry: *opens the door* Oh hey Kyle. *beginnings to shut the door but sees Kyle is back to self* KYLE! *runs in and hugs him* Glad to see you are back to yourself.

What do you mean?

Herry: Don't you remember?

*thinks a bit and then remembers* Oh yea. I turned into a zombie. I forgot.
Thanks alot for helping me.

Herry: It was Erin who helped you out. She had some stuff for you to drink and then she told me to sprinkle this salt around your bed.

I'll have to thank her. I'm going to go take a bath.

Herry: Ok. *doorbell rings* That's the food. *opens the door* Hello there...

Delivery Monster: Here you go. It will be 14.99.

Herry: Ok. *hands the monster the money* Thanks.

Delivery Monster: Your welcome. You have a good night.

Herry: You too. *cloese the door and heads to the kitchen* Foods here!

Murray: I am hungry.

Bruce: Me too.

Grover: Did you order my favorite food Herry.

Herry: Yes Grover. I had them make it just the way you like.

Grover: Thank you Herry.

 

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <sarcastically> Oh, of course that's what moi meant, pointy. However... a facial DOES sound like a nice way to relax after my industrious few weeks. Moi will accept your invitation... and to show that I'm a good sport... I'll bring some sandpaper... we'll just take care of your little chin problem there.

 

[Beauregard]

Mildred: Sandpaper and Nureyev admireing...sounds as if we are in for some afternoon...I'll bring binoculars.

 

[Leyla]

Robot Piggy: <faux sweetly> Of course you will. You wear them everywhere you go.