Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

Buttermilk or honey glazed?

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly: Actually, I like flaky. But buttermilk's fine too. I'm gonna go have "Easter" supper with my grandfather, since I couldn't make it there yesterday. *waves* See y'all later! *leaves*

 

[The Count]

*Waves. Have a good time Kelly.

*Turns around to face roomies with an evil grin of giddiness. *Both know that look and smile themselves.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia: -on bed- x3 FWEE!

Blind Pew: What eez all zhat racket? -Prods her with stick-

Claudia: X3 I'm pretending that the bed is a giant whale. <3

Blind Pew: Er, zhat's nice. -Scratches head-

Bunsen: Ailie, dear, could you come over? I think our roomate's lost her...-chuckles- marbles. D:

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (is rolling on the floor back in room 2, tears streaming down her face)

Cotterpin (shakes head): Well, what'd I miss THIS time?

Spike (is trying to ignore Kelly): Ask her.

Kelly (gasping for breath): Old ... Old ... Yeller! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Cotterpin (to Spike): What's "Old Yeller" mean?

Spike (shrugs): Dunno. Sounds like a sketch on dat kid's show, da one dat tries to teach stuff.

Kelly (finally spots Cotterpin and tries not to laugh): It's a story ... *snicker* ... about a boy ... *giggle* ... and his dog ... *chuckle* ... and the dog ... *giggle* gets rabies and dies.

Cotterpin and Spike: O_O And that's FUNNY?

Kelly (shakes head, still crying): No ... but imagining the cast of Jim Henson Hour in the roles is just a SCREAM! Hahahahahahaha! Who'd make a better Old Yeller? Waldo or Lindbergh?

Cotterpin and Spike: >_> <_< She's YOUR roommate!

Kelly (grinning): And Vicki could be the Mama. And Bean could be the little brother! And Leon can be that guy who shows up wanting his "dog" back. *sighs* This could be the greatest fic EVER! *snickers, clutching her chest*

Cotterpin (to Spike): Did that creepy bird guy give her this sick, sick idea?

Spike: Nuh-uh. She'd been talkin' ta Cait earlier, but dis sick, sick idea came from DAT noggin' all on its little lonesome.

 

[The Count]

Yeah... But what was funny was when Dot as the mamma tells Whacko she bought him a new puppy.
Whacko: A puppy? All right!
And then he clobbers the Jerry Lewis parody character in the Old Yeller/Smeller dog suit with a huge mallet.

Hahahahahhahahaha!

 

[The Count]

They were just cartoon dogs... They're troopers and can handle a little knock to the noggin like that. So dry away your tears. *Offers "I'm sorry" hug to Ailie.

 

[The Count]

*Heads off to watch some wrestling, with a glad song in his head.

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (heads up to Cait's room with a letter)

Spike (follows, alarmed): C'mon. It can't be DAT bad.

Kelly: ...

Cotterpin (on Spike's shoulder): What about us?

Kelly: ... You've got your work in the Rock. Spike can handle himself.

Spike (frowning): You should talk ta Ed first, ya know. Digit an' Lindbergh's birthday is tomorrow. You really wanna miss dat?

Kelly (stops, sighs): No. *long pause* They can IM me, and you guys.

Cotterpin: But --.

Kelly (whips around): I'm unhappy, Cotterpin! (on the verge of crying) Everyone else gets to sound like they need to be evaluated by competent mental professionals -- but the second I show a SHRED of dark humor -- *pause* -- this happens in my real life too! I don't WANT to leave! Though I AM getting really sick and tired of hypocrisy. THIS is why I don't socialize! (breaks down)

Spike (picks Kelly up): Come on, toots. Let's go see Ed.

 

[RedPiggy]

Spike (knocks on Ed's door): 'Ey, can we come in an' talk private-like?