Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Katzi428]

I..... am the champion,my friends........ raising arms in champion mode
Rosita:Looks like our Kathy is back to her old self!
You betcha! I might have some crummy headaches.But I'll know that that they're not what I think they are.
Prairie:Great to see you so happy Kath!
You know,Prairie...with everything going on,I honestly thought I'd be laying in a hospital bed tonight. But right now I'm just full of relief!

 

[Winslow Leach]

Tony is at his desk, pecking away at the typewriter.

Newsman: So how's it coming?

Tony (without stopping, and without looking at Newsman) Uh-huh...

Newsman: Coming along? Coming along? Coming along? I bet it's really coming along! (pause) Hey, are they ever gonna fix our ceiling? Tony? Are they ever gonna fix our ceiling? Do you know? Huh? Do you know?

Tony: What...

Newsman: Are they ever gonna fix our ceiling?

Tony: I dunno.

Newsman: So how's it coming? Coming along? Coming along?

Tony: In the closet...

Newsman: What? What's in the closet? What? You want me to get something for you in the closet?

Tony (stops typing) There! I finished this scene. Been bugging me all day. I think that's enough for one night...(stretches) Wanna do something?

Newsman: No. I have a date with Mildred.

(leaps off his bed, grabs his coat, and exits)

 

[Winslow Leach]

*Meanwhile...
UD, skulking about: You know Alex... You could have a trap door with secret ladder installed. That way you could sneak off in the middle of the night to Tony's room. That's what this place needs around this time of year given that the pig and frog are absent amours.
*Thinks fondly of his own dragonness darling.

(looking upward)

Hey, Alex! Alex! It appears Uncle Deadly is offering his trap door again. What do you think? It would save us from having to go up and down on the elevator! I'm fine with it, if you are!

And, by the way...the first chapter of your story was not boring at all! It was very engaging and entertaining!

 

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *watching through the hole in the floor* Geez.... Newsie's sure hyper tonight.... so I talked to Biff & Sully about the trap door earlier today, and I think they should be coming by to install it sometime later tonight.

EDIT: Ziffeled, lol!

 

[Winslow Leach]

Awesome!

Yeah, the Newsman's a bit tense. Tonight is his first date with Mildred, and he's a little on edge...she likes punctuality. In fact, she told him to meet her...(looks at watch) TWO HOURS AGO ? ! Uh-oh...I wonder how a journalist of his caliber could completely lose track of time. I'd hate to be in his shoes right now. Oh well.

(Tony leaps onto his SpongeBob-sheet covered bed, stretches out, and grabs a paperback off the bookshelf.)

 

[Beakerfan]

Alex: WOW. Two hours late? You know I actually had that happen once. The first date I ever went on..... *SIGH* *grabs her notebook and stretches out on the floor next to the hole*

 

[Winslow Leach]

(looking up)

Yeah, and Mildred takes punctuality very seriously! And from what I hear, she has a very vicious temper if someone stands her up, so...I think tonight the Newsman may be the subject of a news story rather than the anchor!

 

[Winslow Leach]

Don't worry, Alex sweetie, I'll never stand you up!

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *on couch eating popcorn and watching Fraggle Rock*
Sam: *looking out window* Oh, the weather outside is frightful.
Ryan: But these Fraggles are so delightful.
Clifford: And since you won't let me go...
Ryan: Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!
Bert: Eheheheh!
Ernie: Khekhekhe, you guys are so funny. Can you pass the popcorn Ryan?
Ryan: Sure. *does so*
Gonzo: So Ryan, I heard that Tony and Alex have put a hole through their ceiling and floor respectively. Maybe we should do that!
Ryan: Gonzo, why would we want to do that?
Link: To keep an eye on our neighbors?
Gonzo: And to be closer to our neighbors and get to know them better!
Ryan: ...We could just walk next door and say hello.
Clifford: Heh, you expect him to do something normal?
Gonzo: Yeah, c'mon Ryan! It would be fun!
Ryan: *shakes head* No, I don't think so Gonzo.
Gonzo: Are you sure?
Ryan: Yeah.
Gonzo: ...Well, then I'd better call Biff and Sully to fix the hole I made in the wall... *walks off*
Ryan: *blinks* *starts to say something* *stops* *watches Fraggle Rock*
Ernie: Does that happen a lot?
Clifford: You have no idea.

 

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty hurries in, slamming the door behind him.

Lefty: Kid, kid, are ya busy?

Tony: Well, actually I've been working on a play. I'm relaxing right now, reading this--

Lefty grabs Tony's book, and flings it across the room.

Lefty: Ya just finished!

Tony: Lefty, what in the name of the Wide World of Sports is your problem?

Lefty: Dat goil! Dat goil is my problem!

Tony: Claudia?

Lefty: Was dat her name? I thought it was Moitle.

Tony: Claudia.

Lefty: Yeah, riiiiiiight, whatever. I can't get her off my mind, kid!

Tony: Okay, calm down.

Lefty: I can't! I got dis weird feelin' in my chest...like a million arrows piercin' my heart!

Tony: It's called love.

Lefty (offended, lunges for Tony with a balled fist) You take dat back or I'll...oh yeah! Riiiiiiight. Love.

Tony: Jeez.

Lefty: Aw, Tommy, ever since I saw her last night, feeding Mr. Toitle, my heart's been skippin' a beat! I haven't felt dis way since I sold dat football-headed kid an invisible ice cream cone!

Tony: So...

Lefty: So what?

Tony: Did you talk to her today?

Lefty: I was too noivous! I paced around her door several times today, but my noives got da best of me.

Tony (sighs) What do you want me to do?

Lefty: Well, I...hey, I didn't even ask ya--

Tony: I know, but I knew it was coming. So?

Lefty: Kin you write her somethin' fer me?

Tony: You want me to write her a love letter from you?

Lefty: Riiiight, riiiight! I'll be like dat Cyrano De Burgundy guy, ya know, dat guy wit da long nose, what wrote beautiful poitry fer his friend's gal?

Tony: Cyrano De Bergerac.

Lefty: Huh?

Tony: Never mind.

Lefty: So will yuh?

Tony: I dunno. I mean, I'm working on this play, plus I tend to write romantic stuff to um...(gestures upward)

Lefty: Da ceiling?

Tony: No, not the--(Tony shoves Lefty's hat down over his eyes) The ceiling...yeah, I'm in love with the ceiling, Lefty. Riiiiiight!