Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

Hmm... Seems like the connection's still a bit sluggish. Oh well, give it a restart or shutdown for the night.
Count: Heading to bed?
Not yet, gotta add the JHCC entries. Nod off in peace my fiend.
Count, stifling a yawn: Yes, and don't let the batty bats bite.

 

[The Count]

Someone say something about cookies? * googly eyes pop up near the table out of a drawer... They run observation ops for us of the more monstrously inclination. So... Cookies?

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (looks over at Spike, who comes into the room with some cookies): Who are those from?

Spike (shrugs): Dunno. I keep missin' da cook somehow. *holds out a handful* Want some?

Kelly: Thanks, no. Got any potato chips?

Spike (shakes head): Nuh-uh. *smiles* Ya know, I t'ink I might start likin' dis place, what wit' all da free food an' all. Wit' da Sinclairs gone, I been missin' emptyin' out deir fridge.

Kelly (stares at the computer monitor): Did you know Red Fraggle got a copy of the Elder Clan Chronicles a LONG time ago, for her birthday? I wish I'd known. I woulda autographed it for her. *sighs* She's one of my role models.

Spike (walks over and stares over her shoulder): So why don't ya head ovah to her place and talk to her ... y'know ... screamin' fangirl stuff?

Kelly (laughs and tries to punch him): I can't do that! It's rude! Besides what do you say and not sound like some creepy stalker? *sighs* Anyway, I don't think anyone besides The Count and a couple of other people are around anyway.

Spike: I t'ink I keep seein' anudder dinosaur 'round here. Smells like one, anyway.

Kelly (strokes chin thoughtfully): Well, I've been reading some guy named Chamberlain is here ... but if he's who I think he is, he's not a dinosaur, just some weird alien anorexic bird thing.

Spike: You an' I need to attend one o' da many concerts dey seem to have here.

Kelly: Well, the Electric Mayhem are an awesome group, and they hang out here too. I love their music.

Spike (pats Kelly on the shoulder): You know, dis place is a'ight sometimes.

Kelly (smiles to herself)

 

[The Count]

*Is wrankled at not being able to find a website that had a lot of good monster and fairy beings' descriptions, windlegend or windlegends or something like that. Now it's some author's stockpile site instead. *Sigh. Oh well, it's not important fright now, I have my trusted sources for whenever the time comes to discuss new haunter entries.

*Leaves hot peppermint tea and cold lemon iced tea for whoever wants something to drink before a good night's sleep.

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly: A-CHOO!

Spike (half-listening to his 8-tracks): What's da matter?

Kelly (rubs her nose): I dunno. I heard you sneeze when someone mentions you ... or something like that. It could also be nose itching ... or was that when someone was gonna visit? Or ears burning ...

 

[Fragglemuppet]

I'm going to get myself a cup of tea. Either of you care to join me?
Gobo: No thanks.
Wembley: No thanks.
Suit yourself. Say, did you hear there were new people here?
Gobo: Yeah, I thought I heard some new voices outside! Who are they?
Well, there's Kelly...
Wembley: Oh yeah, I've heard of her! She's the one that wrote those stories about us. A few short ones and a really long one!
That's the one.
Gobo: She was also at the awards.
Yeah, sorry I didn't make the awards. I thought they were on Monday night instead of Sunday. Besides, I wasn't sure if I was gonna go anyway; didn't know if it was my place considering I didn't do my MC duty and vote this year.
Gobo: Eh, no problem. So, who's Kelly's roommate?
It's Spike.
Wembley: S S Spike? You mean that big, huge, dinosaur guy?
Gobo: Aw, come on Wembley, the gorgs are at least as big as he is, if not bigger!
Wembley: Yeah, but the gorgs don't want to eat us!
Gobo: But we didn't always know that!
Gobo: *explaining to me in a slightly exasperated tone* Boober said he thought he saw Spike giving us funny looks after the awards, and of course he got Wembley all wound up about it.
Ah, I see. Well, no need to worry about that. I heard Kelly giving him strict orders not to eat anyone here.
Wembley: You mean like Lisa told the Swedish Chef he couldn't cook anyone here?
Yeah, come to think of it, they do have that rather odd thing in common. Well, I'm going for that middle-of-the-night cup of tea now, then going to bed. Good night you two.
Gobo: Good night, Kate.
Wembley: *yawning* Good night.
*I leave for the common room.*

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (yawns, gets out of bed, looks at Spike, who's furiously pacing the floor): Hey, why are you up so early?

Spike: Dis is worse dan hangin' out at da Tavern.

Kelly (moans and sticks her face in a pillow): What now?

Spike: Does dat band ALWAYS sing? I mean, you tol' me dose Fraggle t'ings sing in nearly ev'ry breath, but dat band you like just can't seem to close deir lips! I mean, no matter what hour o' da day, it's "hey let's sing a song!" Geez! I can hear dem from all da way down here!

Kelly (sighs): Well, go complain, then.

Spike (suddenly stops pacing): Eh, no t'anks. *sneers* Wouldn't want you ta get kicked outta here or nuttin'.

Kelly (looks at the clock and groans): I gotta get up anyway. *rubs her eyes*

Spike: Oh, an' I finally heard someone udder dan dat little purple vampire guy hangin' around out in da hallway.

Kelly: Huh? Who?

Spike (shakes his head): Ah, I didn't actually open da door, 'specially 'cause dey t'ink ... wait ... how big is a "Gorg"?

Kelly: Uh, about twenty to twenty-five feet tall, full grown.

Spike (smiles, amused): Well, da lil' male Fraggles (I assume dey're male by da way dey talked) said I was as big as dat. *snickers* Maybe I should slip 'em a ruler. I'm about as tall as dat big yellow mutant canary. *perks up thoughtfully* Ya know, in Pangaea, we used ta have "big birds" runnin' around. Mammals called 'em Terror Birds. I never got around ta seein' one, but I bet dat bird guy livin' 'round here is related.

Kelly (groans as she finally stands up): You're not really going to suggest that Big Bird, beloved by children everywhere, is a bloodthirsty avian predator?

Spike (smiles mischievously): Didn't you tell me big nasty dinosaur predators were popular wit' human kiddies?

Kelly: Yeah, but ... but ... they expect dinosaurs to have a temper. Big Bird is ... is ... well, not that. Anyway, back to the original topic when you woke me up ... what did the Fraggles say?

Spike (disappointed): Well, dey said dis guy named *snicker* Boober said I was lookin' funny at da awards t'ing.

Kelly (confused): Were you there?

Spike (frowned): Uh, yeah, Kel. We were lookin' for da after-party an' ended up here, remember?

Kelly (nods finally): Oh, yeah. Sorry, it's early in the morning. I guess I'll have to go over and talk to them some time today.

Spike (really frowning now): You're not gonna tell 'em I'm some goody-goody, are ya?

Kelly (smiles playfully): Of course not. I wouldn't dare besmirch the reputation of the Scourge of the Swamp.

Spike: Well, if ya go out, try ta find dis guy named da Swedish Chef. Sounds like he an' I got da same culinary tastes.

Kelly (shudders)

 

[Fragglemuppet]

*comes into room* Well, I'm going over to officially greet the newest neighbors. Wanna come?
Wembley: Now?
Sure, now's as good a time as any. Besides, I brought them muffins a welcome gift. So wanna come along?
Wembley: Um..no thanks.
No? How 'bout you, Gobo, brave and daring explorer?
Gobo: Well I would, but I think I better stay here and keep Wembley company.
*under breath* Oh, you two! Alright, I'll be back in a bit.
*crosses over to room 2 and knocks* Hello? Is anyone there?

 

[RedPiggy]

Dearest Spike, I think you're absolutely adorable. I know you haven't been here long but I think--no, I KNOW I'm falling madly in love with you. My affection is so intense that I don't think being referred to as a secret admirer is sufficient enough. If you must know, I'm the cute blonde in Room 17...the lifeguard who bakes all those cookies and goodies all the time. Love, Spamela. xoxoxox P.S. Did I mention you're TOTALLY HOT?

Spike (gets bored watching Kelly type on the computer): Can I ask you a question?

Kelly (mindlessly): Mmsure.

Spike: Why is it, since you an' I don't feel comfortable in large social situations, we moved to a place filled wit' weird creatures who all like ta socialize?

Kelly: I'm thirty-one years old, Spike. It's high time I started breaking out of my shell.

Spike (livening up, in a tone of utter awe): You're really a reptile?

Kelly (obliviously): I like reptiles. I wish sometimes I were a reptile. But I'm not. *sigh*

Spike (hears paper rustling near the door): Huh? *goes over and finds a letter* Hey, we got mail! 'Bout time. *reads*

Kelly (realizing Spike doesn't sound like he's breathing): What is it? *goes over and looks at it while Spike looks dumbfounded* That's ... awfully verbose for a blonde lifeguard.

Spike (unsure what to say): Uh ... who's Spamela?

Kelly: Uh ... I think I read about her on the internet.

Spike: The internet, huh? Dat da t'ing dat lets you type letters to your teachers?

Kelly: Yeah, and watch videos and stuff.

Spike (grinning): Hey, ya know what'd be a good purpose for dat stuff?

Kelly (elbowing him): We are not singing that song (hilarious as it is)!

Spike (still grinning): Come on! You obsess ovah dat play! You got nearly da whole t'ing on your Youtube playlist.

Kelly (stands back in shock): How do you know?

Spike: Just because I ain't got dat kinda t'ing in Pangaea don't mean I can't learn how ta use it. Scooter's not de only guy who can learn stuff, y'know.

Kelly (now fully beet-red): You've seen ... my videos?

Spike: Da one 'bout Mr. S an' his T-Rex buddy was utterly hilarious.

Kelly (desperate to change the subject): So, are you going to go meet this Spamela chick, you of "Connoisseur of Fine Females?"

Spike (devilish grin): Oh, I dunno. Unlike you ... at least she can cook.

Kelly (uncomfortably): Don't you think it's weird that you haven't even met her yet, and she's declaring her love for you?

Spike (can't stop grinning): She fed me. Good enough.

Kelly (angrily pouting): FINE. GO AHEAD.

Spike (shrugs): Fine.

*a knock on the door*

Kelly (rolls her eyes): Great timing. Open it.

 

[Fragglemuppet]

*door opens and I see a large shadow filling it* Oh, uh, hi. You must be Spike. I'm Kate from room 5 across the hall. Just thought I'd come by and introduce myself. I brought you two an asortment of muffins from the bakery.