Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Erine81981]

Wonder if Oscar is back from the show?

Murray: I thought i saw him a few hours ago.

Then let's go and see him. He'll enjoy all the trash that's piling up.

Me and Murray head out to the hallway to Oscar's can

*knocks on the trashcan* Hey Oscar! You here?

Oscar: *pops out* What? Can't you see i'm redecorating my can.

Murray: That's why you're throwing all that trashy, dingy stuff away.

Oscar: What? I wouldn't ever throw this stuff away. It's my pride and joy. So what do you want?

We just wanted to stop by and see how things were going?

Oscar: Just grouchy.

That's good.

Oscar: Not really.

Me and Murray look at each other with a surprised look

Murray: What's wrong, Oscar?

Oscar: My mom is coming to visit tomorrow. And i still haven't got this place lookin' trashy. I need some.....oh there's nothing that i can do. She'll just complain about how this place looks to clean for her taste. *groans and sits had on hand*

Maybe me the guys and girls and things here at the dorms can help you out.

Oscar: But i'm a grouch.

We know.

Me & Murray: Grouches don't take help from no one.

We all know. But you could tell us how to do it. Like your bossing us around.

Oscar: You know. That might work. Come on. We have alot of work to do before she gets here.

Me and Murray head out to all the dorms rooms and ask for some help with Oscar's trashyness.

 

[BEAR]

Big Bird: Hey! Hey, Everybody!
(Me, Cookie, Bert and Ernie come out from our respective rooms)
Bryan: Big Bird, what's wrong?
Ernie: Yeah, what's going on?
Big Bird: Hello!
Bryan: Big Bird! (holds Big Bird's beak) We're here.
Big Bird: Oh, sorry. I didn't hear you. Well, I'm glad you're here.
Bryan: What's the problem?
Bert: Yeah. I was in the middle of reorganizing my sock drawer.
Big Bird: Well...Oscar's mother is coming to visit.
Ernie: Oh really? That's wonderful.
Bryan: Yeah, what's so awful about that?
Big Bird: Oscar's trashcan is too clean.
Bert: Well, it's about time.
Big Bird: You don't understand. His can is too clean. And Kyle said that Oscar said that he needs to mess up his can so that it's nice and trashy for when his mother comes.
Bryan: That's right. Oscar's a grouch. His idea of getting ready for company is to make his home even more messy.
Big Bird: Yeah, but he needs help.
Cookie: How we going to help?
Big Bird: Umm... gee, I don't know.
Bryan: Well, we can always ask Kyle. Come on, guys!
Bert: No, thanks. Not me. I'm staying right here in our clean and tidy room.
Ernie: But, Bert...we'll be helping our friend. Don't you like to help?
Bert: (trying to justify but doesn't want to be seen as a hypocrit)Well...I...(sigh) You're right. (walks out)
Ernie: Khekhekhe!
(the gang from room 29 goes to find Kyle and Oscar)

 

[Erine81981]

Grover: *sees everyone from Bryan's room* Hello guys. I just got out of work at Walmart. What is everybodieees hurry?

After Bryan explain to Grover he joins in the fun too

Grover: This is going to be fun helping old grouchie.

Out in the hallway near Oscar's can.........

Grover: Hey Kyle babieeeee! *slaps on the back*

Hey Grover. *looks to see Grover and sees Bryan and his gang* Whoa! You brought everybody didn't you Grover?

Grover: Well....i was just getting home from work. And then i saw Bryan, Ernie, Bert, Big Bird and Cookie here. I was wondering what was going on.

I see. Good to see that Murray and Herry got the word out.

Oscar: *pokes his head out of his trashcan* Alright....*sees everyone there* (whispers) What are they doing here?

They are all here to help you.

Oscar: But... (whipsers) i thought it was just going to be you and the monsters.

Grover: We all want to help grouchie.

Murray and Herry run up just around that time

Herry: We got everyone's notice.

Good work guys.

Oscar: But i don't want any...

Murray: Come on Oscar. If your mom arrives and sees your trashcan not messy well we all know what will happen then.

Oscar: *thinks a while* You are so right. I hate when anyone's right.

Then lets get to it everyone.

 

[BEAR]

(In the common room...)

Bryan: Okay, everybody! So, Oscar's mother should be here soon. So, we better get started.
Bert: So where do we start?
Bryan: We just start making a mess, I guess.
Bert: (Sarcastic) Great...
Ernie: Hey, I know how we can make this even more fun. We can sing a song!
Big Bird: That's a great idea, Ernie! What song?
Ernie: What else...
(sings)
Oh, he loves trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, he loves trash

(As we sing, we dump different pieces of junk around the common room)

Big Bird: I have here a sneaker that's tattered and worn
It's all full of holes and the laces are torn
Grover: A gift from his mommy the day he was born
He will love it because it is trash

All: Oh, he loves trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, he loves trash

Bert: I have here some newspaper thirteen months old
I've wrapped fish inside it; it's smelly and cold
Ernie: But he wouldn't trade it for a big pot o' gold!
He'll love it because it's trash

All: Oh, he loves trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, he loves trash

Bryan: I've a clock that won't work
Herry: And an old telephone
Cookie: A broken umbrella,
Murray: A rusty trombone
Kyle: And Oscar's delighted to call them his own!
He'll love them because they're trash

All: Oh, he love trash!
Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty
Yes, he loves, he loves, he loves trash!

Ernie: Boy, it sure is messy. I can't wait til my mother comes to visit.
Bert: Don't even think about it.
Ernie: Khekhekhe! Just kidding, Bert.
Bryan: Well, I hope it's "trashy" enough for Oscar. I wonder where he is anyway.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Scooter: (reading update on RH tribute show) Wow, look at this!
Nora: (coming over) What's going on!
Scooter: It looks like there's going to be an interview with Richard's mom!

(chorus of oohs and "way cools" all around)

Beige: Wow...Steve's got connections.
Storyteller: Mm, yes...and oh, we'll be hearing from Kevin Clash, and Frank Oz...
Erin: In that case, everyone, either tomorrow night or Monday night, you know where we're all going to be. (points thumb in direction of radio, which is configured to play MuppetCast episodes)
Beige: Can we have cocoa?
Storyteller: Don't see why not.
Beige: And popcorn.
Erin: Let's make it garlic and peanut butter popcorn. Junior's favorite, after all.
Nora: Blurgh...that would kinda clash with the cocoa, wouldn't it?
Storyteller: Well, we'll make a few kinds of popcorn, the garlic peanut butter one, and a sweet one that'll go better with cocoa...

 

[The Count]

*Slips recipe card for peppermint popcorn under Erin's door... *And leaves a pint of nuvouxrich nectarine vanilla ice cream upon her doorstep.

 

[Erine81981]

We did a messy job.

Grover: We did great.

Herry: Oscar's mom should love it.

Oscar: *pops out of his trashcan* *looks around the hallway* I'm i dreaming?

Grover: You are not dreaming Oscar.

Herry: We did this all for you.

Oscar: What for?

Your mom is coming. Rememer?

Oscar: Oh yea. Almost forgot to mention it won't be till.......

Just about that time an Airplane is heard from outside the dorms. As the dormers stand outside the hall and scream is heard from outside as some old lookin grouch comes crashing into the dorm window right beside Oscar's can.

Oscar: If it isn't....

Oscar's Mom: Hello there son of mine.

Oscar: Mom!

 

[BEAR]

(Everyone looks up from ducking/covering their faces and dusts themselves)
Bryan: (a bit annoyed) Oscar! You're mother just flew a plane through the window!

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *coughs as dust flies everywhere from the airplane* Gonzo, what did you DO?
Gonzo: Nothing! I swear!
Ryan: Bry, what's going on?

 

[The Count]

What's going on Prawnidew... Is we be boogieing in the dormyard! Post post, said the countin' man. Write write, said the literature fan. Nag nag nag, said the little white hen... Let's boogie in the dormyard!
*Prods Ryan with nagging stick just a little jazzily. Yeah, dig it!

*From one of the upper rooms...
Boo boo.
Said the men in the balcony suite.
Don't boogie in the dormyard!
Heh heh heh.