Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

*Deep sigh of satisfaction.

Count and UD: Wha?

Boys, it's one step closer now.
Count: You mean?
Yep. Finished entering in all the new Mopatop's additions, tabulating and calculating the results, reenumerating to make sure it all came out perfectly. This means, that now, only Sesame remains to put the latest version of the list to bed. Gotta go and get the Season 39 entries before we can start on it though.
Count: What about...
Nooooooo! ! ! ! ! I'll not hear anything about perfecting it further with extra productions, not at this point. That'll keep for version 20, along with everything from Sesame's 40th season.

Now then, let's go spook up some dinner. That, and wait to see if Cait replies to the message I sent her way.

*All leave for dinner, probably ordered in to watch with Smallville and Thursday Night Wrestling.

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (shrugs): Hakuna Matata. Surprise me.

 

[The Count]

Yeah... Tentacle soup is rather good. *Bats arrive with seafood feast bought/ordered from the Flesh 'n' Chips shop back home in Numbervania.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(The gang is downtown at Cold Comfort, partaking of ice cream sodas, as film noir-type music plays in the background.)

Storyteller: (peach) Hmm...a personality hiding in the deep dark corners of the mind. Sounds like a fascinating idea for a book.
Beige: (triple fudge) Yeah, but Stephen King's already done that a million times.
Nora: (strawberry) And before him, there was Robert Louis Stevenson. Jekyll and Hyde and all that.
Scooter: (orange-mango) Everyone loves a book about mad scientists. And speaking of mad scientists, what was it that Bunsen and Beaker were up to last week?
Erin: (lime-coconut) Hmm...it didn't seem to involve Insta-Gro Pills, mechanical rabbits or extra-strong glue, so we might not know.

 

[AnimatedC9000]

Waldo: Hmm... hard to say. I don't know if you can even breathe there... ... up for flying close to the moon and the stars?

 

[The Count]

*Singing:
I'm the master of fright.
I'm a demon of delight.
And I'll scare you right out of your pants.

To a guy in Kentucky.
I'm Mr. Unlucky.
And I'm known throughout England and Frrrrrance.

And since I am dead.
I can take off my head.
*Removes fake skull covering his head, holding it like a second orb in his hands.
And recite Shakespearian quotations.

No animal nor man.
Can screeeeeam like I can.
With the fury of my re-citations.

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (comes back into room after going to get a shower and brushing her teeth): Hey, Spike! You up?

Spike (sitting at computer): Yep. *notices a bruise on Kelly's arm* So, uh ... enjoy your "date"?

Kelly (shrugs): Chamberlain has a weirder taste in food than you do -- that's for sure. We watched a video ... joked around ....

Spike: What happened to your arm?

Kelly (finally notices bruise): Um ... hmmm ... when did that happen? *shrugs* Oh well. It's no big deal.

Spike (clenching his jaw): Is dat a fact?

Kelly (nods): Yep.

Spike (long pause): Well, don't forget ... aftah all dat studyin' you need ta do today ... Kate an' us are goin' out ta eat 'round 5:30 for us, 6:30 for her.

Kelly (nods): Oh, yeah ... thanks for reminding me. *looks around* Is Cotterpin back yet? Where were they going?

Spike: Da moon.

Kelly: O_O So ... is she gonna be gone for months, or what?

Spike (shrugs): Dunno. Lil' cartoon bug can probably get dere pretty fast. I'm sure she'll be back before dat dinner. Cotterpin wouldn't want ta miss it.

Kelly (nods): Good point.

 

[RedPiggy]

Later ...

Kelly (looks at laptop): O_O W ... T ... H ...?

Spike: What's da matter?

Kelly: It's ... it's ... it's ... my FATHER. Wishing me a Happy Easter ....

Spike: Aw, dat's sweet.

Kelly: It's been over ... um ... three years without a peep? What brought THIS on? *grabs Spike's sleeves instinctively* Hold me.

Spike (surprised, but embraces her): I told ya dat date wit' Chamberlain was a bad idea.

Kelly: What does THAT have to do with it?

Spike: He's an aggressive male who hurt ya. Magically, your pops shows up da next day. Coincidence?

Kelly (nods): Most likely, yeah, actually.

Spike (shakes head): I don't do coincidences. You t'ought about dat crispy-fried chicken all night long. I TOL' ya somethin' bad was gonna happen. Dija listen ta me? NOOOOOOO....

Kelly: I wish Digit were here ...

Spike (facepalms)

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (still feeling a bit weirded out, to Cotterpin, who just arrived): And then he wanted to know if I wanted to visit. I was like, "Um ... no."

Cotterpin: Why now?

Kelly (shrugs): Musta been when I joined Facebook. I KNEW that could happen. That's why I didn't want to go.

Cotterpin: Hmph! Well, too late now!

Spike (getting ready for the outing later): Want me ta go take care of it?

Kelly (smiles weakly): Nah. Thanks. That's sweet of you, though. It's bad enough you planned on ripping Chamberlain to shreds.

Spike (shakes head): Still don't see what you see in 'im. *sighs* But, dat's your business, not mine.

Kelly (smirks): See? You CAN be an adult when you want to be....

Cotterpin: So, to change the subject, will Gobo and Wembley be there? Not that I mind just talking to that Kate person, but it'd be nice to have MY friends there, too.

Kelly (nods): Well, surely they will. Kate said all SIX of us would go. Just do the math. We'll meet her at her room around the right time. *shrugs* She knows where the place is.

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (gets dressed, to Spike): AREN'T YOU READY YET?

Spike (polishing his boots): AT LEAST I'M DRESSED!

Cotterpin (to no one in particular): AM I HONESTLY GOING TO BE CARRIED THE WHOLE TIME? THAT'S HUMILIATING!

*Spike, Cotterpin, and Kelly stumble out of the room and quietly bicker as they head to Kate's room*

Kelly (knocks, whispers to gang): Shut up! (to Kate) Hey, Kate? Guys? You there?