Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: Okay guys, how're we coming on packing?
Tosh: Mimzy and I are nearly done!
Mimzy: Yeah; I just need to find my extra sweater.
Kim: Check the laundry basket; I know Boober did a load after we got back from Sesame Street.
Gillis: I'm finished.
Boober: I finished packing yesterday.
Gillis (dryly) That figures.
Kim: Hey. If you can't be nice, at least try to be civil with each other for the car trip okay?

-Kim

 

[The Count]

Bye Kyle... Have a good time with your family.
UD: So the place will be as quiet as a mausoleum this weekend.
Count: Yes, no souls to count.
Aw, come on... You guys will be OK on your own. Do you have the tickets for your midnight flight out to NYC Count?
Count: Yes, they're tucked away in my coat pocket.
Good. We'll have some food from my family's feast warm and waiting for when you return.
UD: And we can continue feasting on Old School as well.

On a personal note, would like to wish everyone a safe and happy Thanksgiving weekend.
And in case we don't celebrate it together, happy birthdays to Nora and Beth.

 

[Katzi428]

Prairie:My dad just pulled up outside.Ready to go, Rosita?
Rosita:All set!See you in a couple of days,Kath.
Have a fantastic Thanksgiving girls!
Rosita:Thank you,Kathy..you too!
Prairie:Give the baby butterfly kisses from me!
(OOC:Happy Thanksgiving from me to everyone that celebrates it. )

 

[Erine81981]

OOC: Happy Thanksgiving to everyone here at the dorm. Everyone have a safe trip home or whatever it is your going.

 

[Beakerfan]

Sweetums: *carries Alex into the dorms*

Bean: *jumps up* Thank goodness! Where was she?

Alex: *drifting in and out of conciousness* Mhamblenembb.....

Sweetums: I don't really know... she just sort of appeared over by the swings. Then passed out.

Bean: *starting to cry* She always did love those swings.... sniff.....

Alex: Mhh... uhhh...... *her hand reaches out towards Sweetums' face, then falls limp*

Bean: *really starting to cry* I remember the way she used to laugh, the cute little way she would carry me around.... I'll even miss the way she would turn into a werewolf sometimes..... it's almost the full moon, you know.... sniff.... sniff....

Elmo: *hands Bean a tissue and tries to comfort him*

Sweetums: *rolls his eyes and puts Alex on her bed* Bean, why don't you go get the turkey?

Bean: sniff.... okay....

Elmo: Elmo will go with you Mister Bunny! Elmo would like to help you carry it! *leaves with Bean*

Sweetums: *places a cool cloth on Alex's forehead and takes her shoes off* What happened to you...... I should get a doctor! CLAUDIAAAAAAAAAAA! *runs off to try and find the scientists*

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *stretches out in recliner* Ahh, Thanksgiving. A time of relaxation...
Link: And food.
Ryan: Oh yeah. And food.
Ryan and Link: *happy sigh*
Sam: Uch, this display of utter laziness is possitively deplorable! Do you think that our great nation was founded based on the principles of laziness! Come now! Hop to it! We must prepare a fabulous feast for those poor souls stuck here at the Dorms over the holiday!
Clifford: *looks up from newspaper* That would be us.
Gonzo: Yeah, and Alex and Claudia.
Sam: *gasp* I am shocked. Do you not think that even such mentally insane souls such as theres and yours deserve to have a happy holiday?
Ryan: You know guys, Sam does have a point.
Gonzo: What? ! Ryan, you're nuts! Trust me, I know!
Ryan: Well think about it, guys. Without us no one's gonna have a Thanksgiving meal.
Clifford: Ryguy, try and remember the last time we tried to cook.
Ryan: Well that was with Bert and Ernie cooking.
Camilla: Brawk bawk.
Ryan: Okay, so I was there too.
Camilla: Baw...?
Ryan: Alright, so I did do most of the cooking.
Clifford: If you could even call it that.
Ryan: *grumbles* ...Pizza again then?
Clifford: Sounds good to me dude!
Camilla: *nods* Brawk bawk!
Gonzo: If it's not broke, don't fix it! Haha!
Link: I love pizza!
Sam: ...But... the others... and the principles of American society...
Ryan: No one said we couldn't order it for them too.
Gonzo: How do you order pizza for principles?
Clifford: Send it to the school. Heh heh.
Ryan: Oh good grief.
Sam: *mutters* Fine. Pizza it is...

 

[Katzi428]

calling Ryan & telling him Hey...at least The Swedish Chef isn't cooking Thanksgiving dinner! Have a good one,guys!

 

[tvlistingman]

PETER: HAPPY Thanksgiving everybody

Zoe: Happy Thanksgiving Peter

BABY BEAR: Happy Turkey Day

LITTLE BIRD: It's fun day

MA AND PA BEAR: Son!

BABY BEAR: How's it going, Guys, Curly Bear!

MA AND PA BEAR: It's doing welll

Peter: So We're going to have a good thanksgiving!

Zoe: Right on and I saw the Abby Caddaby balloon at the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade

Little Bird: She was awesome!

 

[BEAR]

Bryan: What a nice parade this year. Great to see so many Sesame Street friends together. (flips off TV.)

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *Plugs in MP3 player and turns on Muppet/SS Christmas music* Ah, the holidays... Well, you guys ready to decorate the room?
Link: I would... if I could... but I ate way too much pizza yesterday. I'm soooo full.
Ryan: *rolls eyes* C'mon Link, we need your... umm... brute strength to help decorate.
Link: *thinks* Well when you put it that way.
Gonzo: Ryan, where should I hang my exploding-sock garlin?
Ryan: Right next to Judy. Wocka! Wocka!
Gonzo: I don't get it.
Link: Me either.
Ryan: *shakes head* You can hang it over the the door, Gonzo. Hey Cliff, did you find the ornaments yet?
Clifford: *dragging box* Mmph, yeah, I did. They're sure heavy enough alright.
Ryan: Heh, well, we do love to celebrate.
Sam: And celebrate we shall! Where can I hang my decorative American flag?
Ryan: How about right next to your regular American flag?
Sam: What a splendid idea. I always knew you were a patriot at heart, Ryan.
Camilla: Brawk bawk baw.
Ryan: Heh, good point Camilla.
Sam: What? What did she say?
Ryan: She was just wondering if you'd still think I was patriotic when you heard the music that was playing...
Sam: *listens* Is that...?
Ryan: Yup.
Sam: How degrading to this lovely holiday of Christmas! Uch, dispicible!
Ryan: C'mon Sam, you even have a few lines on some of these songs.
Sam: ...That will be fine then.
Clifford: Anymore pizza left?
Ryan: *rolls eyes*