Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[BeakerSqueedom]

Beaker:
Meep mee mee mee.
Meep meep meep.
Meeep meep meep.
Translation: It's funner that way.
Keeps those who don't understand guessing.
We'll have dinner--even if it is late.
(Gives her some roses, guides her out of the room)

Bunsen:
Beakie, I still nee-
(Door shuts)

Hmph.

Claudia:
(Giggles)
Have fun!

 

[Erine81981]

*asleep on the couch* Zzzzzzzzzz......

Herry: Looks like Kyle's already asleep.

Grover: But what about the valentine cards?

Herry: We can do those tomorrow. I'm...*yawns*...tired. Good night Grover.

Grover: Good night Herry. I guess i will head to bed. Big day tomorrow. *hums as he heads to bed*

 

[The Count]

*Finishes counting votes for awards this weekend.
*Three pairs of eyes look on from the secret office, known as Room #0.

Count: MC Dorms vere brought to you by the letter V, and by the number 2.
Nighty-night... And don't let the batty bats bite.

 

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *sees Beaker and Kate leave together*

Sweetums: Hey! Beaker's got himself a new girl! That's great Alex! Now you don't have to worry about him & Tony fighting over you!

Alex: *looking slightly hurt* Oh... sure.... You know, I'd love to hang with you tonight Sweetums, but it's been an emotional and sad day.... I'm gonna go to bed. *hugs Sweetums and goes to bed*

Sweetums: *picks Bean up off the couch and quietly puts him to bed*

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Dun dun dun...

Mission Impossible plays.

Claudia:
Dun dun dee dee doo doo doo...
DOO DOO DOO!

A shadow is suspended in the air, held up by a stiff black wire in room, looks around shifty-eyed. The figure, being utterly dimwitted, floats about idly with an embarrassed stick-headed little muppet clad in a labcoat begging her to retreat to the safety of their room.

The stubborn "shadow", holds a bag of chocolates, teddybears, and even a collection of smurfs inside it. Groaning as her curly hair is pressed against her face.

[Alex's Room]

Claudia:
Seriously, I need to cut my hair bald.
I can't stand it.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Pardon, but we are on the way to humilliating ourselves severely. For example, why was it even necessary to dangle uselessly on a wire? When clearly you could have just left the bag in front of the door.

Bunsen:
Do not despair, Phillip.
If she falls off, it wouldn't be a crash!
It'd be just a painful correction of altitude!

Tsstsst.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Talk louder.
They can't hear you.
(Sarcasm dripping)

Bunsen:
Sure, why not?
It'd be quite a lovely surprise for Ale-
(Has a hand clamped over mouth)

Dr. Van Neuter:
You're the smart one here, you turkey!

Claudia:
TURKEY? Where? :3

Bunsen:
Mffmmm...

Dr. Van Neuter:
(Smacks forehead)
Time to run, idiots!

Claudia:
(Drops the huge bag and cuts herself loose)
EEEEEEEEE! OOOF!
(Runs away laughing like Peter Griffin)
Yeeheheheheheheheh...

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Claudia:
Think Alex saw us?

Bunsen:
Not at all!
(Giddy)

Dr. Van Neuter:
Totally saw us, Claudia.
You even left the wire there.

Claudia:
(Falls flat on her face)
Wonder where's Beaker.

Beaker:
(Happily dances through the room)

Bunsen:
Beakie, you're ba-

Beaker:
(Goes into the bathroom for a shower)

Bunsen:
Ohh...
(Frowns)

 

[The Count]

*Girlescent voices can be heard from Room #0... Who could be behind that closed door? We'll have to wait until the awards.
Come on guys... Let's go enjoy some cheesecake.
Gobble gobble cheesecake, gobble gobble cheesecake.
Cheesecake!

*OOC: Listening to MC Radio again.
*Notices Fatatatita has a little heart charm tied around her collar.
Huh... Who's this from now?

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Cheesecake?
I...want...some...
(Making the last few awards)

Dr. Van Neuter:
Cake are for early birds.
Not late ones.

Claudia:
I'm not a bird though. :3

Bunsen:
Point taken.

 

[Winslow Leach]

Lefty: Hey, kid...kid...how's dat comin'?

Tony (at typewriter) I'm in the middle of act two...although I think I should go back and revise act one first, before I get in to deep...

Lefty: Didja write my character yet?

Tony: Your character?

Lefty: Yeah. Ya member ya said you was gonna write me into yer play, on account 'a dat swell song and sway I did fer yah?

Tony: Oh...you were being serious?

Lefty: What da--of course I was bein' serious, riiiiiiiight. Why would I joke about my tee-atrical aspery-ations?

Tony: Well...this is sort of a lighthearted comedy. I don't think there's room in it for an...er..."actor" of your...caliber.

Lefty: What's wit dem fancy woids? Speak in regular talk!

Tony: What I mean to say is...actually...I haven't been giving this thing as much attention as I should be...I've been thinking about...(gestures toward ceiling)

Lefty: Da ceiling again?

Tony: No, not the...Alex! It's Alex I'm thinking about!

Lefty: Oooooh...

Tony: She's been having it rough lately. I hope I was able to cheer her up with the presents I gave her on Valentine's Day.

Lefty: I still think you shoulda gone true me...I woulda gotten ya all dose gifts fer a steal!

Tony: That's precisely why I didn't ask you.

Lefty: Aw, Tommy, you hoit me. Whaddaya take me fer?

Tony: Anyway, I invited her to dinner here in the room over the weekend. I hope she accepts.

Lefty: Hey, Mr. Toitle! Dis guy tinks I'm some kinda teef or somethin'! Kin you believe da noive of dis guy?

Tony shakes his head, and begins to type.

 

[The Count]

*Bats leave a slice of cheesecake on Claudia's windowsill for her to reach out and grab.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Thank you!
Nice batties!
(Gives one a peck on the cheek)
(Gets the cake graciously)
See? Eddie's smart.
He knows I'm not a bird.

Dr. Van Neuter:
You're still on with that?

Claudia:
(mutters)