Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[BEAR]

(On the bus back to Hensonville...)
Bert: I have this strange feeling we forgot something...
Cookie: No, me got me cookies.
Ernie: Oh, Bert, you worry too much.

(On the corner of Sesame Street...)
Snuffy: (waits at the bus stop to be taken back to the dorms) Hmm...I think this is where we're all supposed to wait. Guess I'm the first one here. (Chuckles) Do-hohoho! I'll just sit right here until everyone else shows up.

 

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: *sitting in his over-stuffed chair, twiddling his thumbs*

Bean: *sitting on the floor, rocking back and forth, his hair a mess and his eyes huge as if he hasn't slept in weeks*

Elmo: *making fish faces at Dorothy*

Dorothy: *wearing Groucho Marx glasses* Bubbles......

Sweetums: C'mon guys..... everyone will be here soon! They'll help us find her.... *buries his face in his hands*

 

[The Count]

*Back on Sesame Street, the Snuffle-Up-a-Bus arrives to bring Snuffy home to meet up with Bryan and the rest of the gang.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
(Sleeps)

Bunsen:
(Performs complex mental math problems)

Beaker:
Mee mee?

Dr. Van Neuter:
What?

Claudia:
He said your zipper is open.
(Mumbles in her sleep)

Dr. Van Neuter:
..Er...thanks...

Beaker:
(Nods)

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(door creaks open)

Storyteller: Here we are, suite sweet suite. (chuckles)
Beige: What's sweet?
Storyteller: The suite is sweet.
Beige: Well of course a sweet is sweet, but what does that...
Erin: Let's go, you two, you're blocking the door. (nudges in with suitcase) Anyone feel like eating anything?
Nora: (yawns) Not really - I'm going to go take a nap for a bit. (trudges off to room)
Erin: Scooter, what about you?
Scooter: I'm not really hungry at the moment - Cookie Monster shared some of his cookies with me on the bus.
Beige: Yeah, and we ate up all our Doozer sticks.
Erin: Ah...well, truth be told, I'm not hungry, either. (looks at watch) I guess we'll all go do our own thing for a little while, and we can make something later on if anyone's hungry.

(Erin and Scooter go to their rooms to unpack, Storyteller goes to her hut to recline for a bit, and Beige goes looking for something in his room.)

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
(Rushes to search for Alex in the dorms, wearing an odd uniform)

Claudia:
It's a bird!

Bunsen:
It's a complex machine!

Dr. Van Neuter:
It's Superman!

Bunsen:
Correction, that's Super Beaker!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Oh, whatever...
(Walks back into Claudia's room)

Claudia:
WHEEE!

 

[Erine81981]

Well were back at home.

Grover: I am glad but i will miss my old bed and mommy.

We can always call her you know.

Grover: I know.

Herry: We all miss everything we have to leave behind.

Bruce: But we always know that our parnets love us and we can always go home when we want too.

Murray: I know i'll miss my parents but i know they love me and that Kyle enjoys having me.

*hugs Murray* Thanks, Murray. Starting next week it'll be our thanksgiving party.

Grover: Oh yea. I had almost forgot. My mommy told me she would come and visit.

Oh that will be just fine.

Herry: I know my family will be coming too.

That's good. Maybe we'll have all of our familes here. Well i'm going to listen to the MuppetCast right now.
Herry: Come on Grover, Murray and Bruce. Let's go play my game that my parents found yesterday.

Grover: Ok.

Bruce: Cool!

Murray: Be right there.

 

[The Count]

*Calling upstairs to Kyle. It's a great show this week, new microphone for Steve and a new song recorded by him too.
Mmm, and now I get to go to sleep in my comfy old bed in our comfy old dorm room.
Count and Uncle D are already snoozing, falling fast asleep after counting the touchdowns in the Pats/Bills game.

 

[BEAR]

Bryan: Hmm...this week is going to be such a nice little break. I wonder if Ed will need any help baking up some pies and goodies for the feast...
Cookie: (pops up) Did me hear you say "goooodies"?
Bryan: No, Cookie. I said "goodies" with 2 O's. Not "goooodies" with 4.
Cookie: Oh okay. Just checking. Bye bye.
Bryan: Bye.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Bunnie, what are you doing?

Bunsen:
Nothing of importance, Claudia.
Quieting the thoughts running....
(Stirs his tea lazily, softly inhaling the delicate scent of cinnamon-apple...contemplating)

Claudia:
(Tilts her head to the side)
About?

Bunsen:
I'm not sure.
Oh, I hope I don't sound silly.

Claudia:
I get it.

Bunsen:
One of those days...

Claudia:
Same here.
(Curls up in her bed)