Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

Well... Just posted what I hope to be the start of my long-running one-shot fanfic episodes. Maybe some of the guys here who are seasoned writers will look it over and help with the brainstorming for all the assorted spooks that'll show up.
OK, I'm headed off to sleep. You guys OK?
Count: Yes, and hopefully I'll bea ble to help as I count all those vonderful spooks in my mind vhile going to sleep.
Cookie, from the couch: Thank you for me cookies Ed... They delicious.
Good, now sleep tight you two.

 

[theprawncracker]

Me: *quietly leaves a package on Bryan's door* *whispering* Here's Telly's present, a puzzle with entirely triangle shaped pieces. *moves on to Peter's door* And here's Zoe's gift, a ballet video. Hope she likes it. *goes into my room* Night all...

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

*Overhearing goings-on...
Well, poison isn't one of the six Clue weapons either. Unless you gals have some sort of special edition with more ways to kill off Mr. Body...
Count: Ah, that reminds me... Uncle Deadly has the Halloveen wersion. Such frightful fun vhen ve play that one.

Oh and Bry... Pigno Monster might be waiting tables at Charlie's to cover for Grover taking the night off. So you could still head off to have dinner there, if you wanted. Course, there's also Everybody Eats or Friendly's...
Your call buddy.

In Clue: Master Detective, poison is one of the new weapons. There are also at least four new suspects (Sgt. Gray, Mme Rose, Miss Peach and M. Brun) and several new rooms. In some international versions of the game, the possible murder rooms include a bedroom and a bathroom.

Results of last night's game:

MN: I got it. Col. Mustard, in the kitchen, with the noose. (takes cards out of case file and shows them off)
Nora: (sigh) And I thought Gray looked awfully shifty.
Storyteller: But don't you think Plum and Peach make quite a pair?
(chorus of groans all around)

 

[The Count]

Oh OK... Thanks for the info Erin. Well, looks like I'll be reading up for my classes soon.
Good thing I sent the Count and Cookie Monster off to have lunch by themselves.
*Gets own lunch and chows down before getting ready to read.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: <bursting into room 24> I PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSED! <dances around with driver's license> I passed I passed I passed I passed and I bought myself Kermit's biography to celebrate and YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! And I PASSED and I... still have lots of work to do... <sighs and sits down with backpack.>
Rowlf: So much for celebrating.
Robin: Congratulations, Lisa!
Lisa: Thanks!
Chef:Cungretooleshuns, und heppy seffe-a creshy-free-a dreefing. I'll meke-a sumetheeng tu celebrete-a!
Lisa: Oh, thanks!
Rowlf: ...Um... And I'll go buy some Tums to compensate for whatever he's making to celebrate.
Lisa: <Giggles> You do that. I've got homework...
Robin: Lisa? Can I borrow the book while you do homework? Uncle Kermit said he talks about me some.
Lisa: Of course, Robin.
Robin: Oh boy! <Takes book> Thank you!

 

[redBoobergurl]

Beth: Hey guys, how was the party?
Red: It was fun!
Abby: I had fun dancing with my friends!
Maurice: I think everyone had a good time
Beth: That's good. How did you sleep Maurice?
Maurice: Good! Your mattress is really comfortable
Beth: That's good. Hey Red, don't you and Abby need to go get ready for the game?
Red: Yep! Come on Abby, let's go!
Abby: Oh boy!
Wanda: We should get our voices warmed up too Beth
Beth: Yes we should. Maurice, do you have someone to sit with at the game?
Maurice: I'm sure I'll find some of my monster buddies
Beth: All right, let's go!

 

[The Count]

Heh... You do know that's only a learner's permit you got Lisa? The real license doesn't get sent to you till two years from when you pass the initial test I think.
Oh well... Congratulations on acing the driving test anyway... I'm sure now you can drive over to bug Nyssa to post more of her sign-on fic and down to where Ryan lives and pelt him with penguins in person for more commentary.

Hmmm *Plopping head down on hands watching the raindrops fall... Just not sure, maybe I'll develop that for my own personal amusement and let the fanfic writting to everybody else.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: No, Ed, I've had my permit since... well, almost two years ago. This is the real deal! See? <Pulls out license> It's got my picture, and my name, and my height, and my birthday, and my weight, and- Okay, so that's not my EXACT weight, but... <looks around> I have homework I should be doing! Um, see ya!

 

[The Count]

Oh... Your real one then? Hmmm, wonder if that's a photo of you that does you justice. Well, at least you can drive down to nag your friends in person for updates to their stories.

 

[Leyla]

<Leyla is humming cheerfully, zipping around the kitchen industriously>
<Hilda enters>

Hilda: Oh! Guess what I just heard! Toga passed her driver's test!

Leyla: Oh, that's wonderful! I knew she would!

Jimmy <who has been trying to get his fingers into the bowl for some time now>: How did you know?

Leyla: <frowning at him>: Well, I guess I didn't know for sure... but I had faith! It's a good thing, having faith in your friends... you should try it sometime. And get out of that batter or I'll smack you with this mixing spoon.

<she raises the spoon threateningly and Jimmy redirects his efforts into licking the icing off a car shaped cake>

Jimmy: Ooh, this looks good...

Leyla: Out of my kitchen, get! Get! <She shoos him out> Oy... he's such a handful. Hilda, come take a look at this cake I made for Lisa. Do you think she'll like it?

Hilda: Oh, of course! <peers closer> Is that-?

Leyla: <proudly> Yup! Fozzie's driving, Kermit's got his banjo, and look... I've even got a little sugar Robin peeking out from the glove compartment. It's a good thing I made it a convertible instead of a studebaker.

Hilda: Oh, it looks too good to eat!

Jimmy <outside the kitchen>: Speak for yerself, woman!

Leyla: Thanks. Listen... will you stand guard over this batter while I drop the cake off to Lisa? I'll leave you the spoon.

Hilda: Of course, dear, but what's the other batter for?

Leyla: Oh, I'm stirring up another cake for Ryan. He had a rough night last night and I wanted to cheer him a bit. I haven't decided how I'll decorate it yet. I'm thinking something sort of weird looking, in honour of his roommates, with "It's not easy being a teen" in green letters.

Hilda: I see. And...uh...will you being delivering that to him personally as well?

Leyla:<grins> Well now, I was thinking I'd be too busy doing the dishes. Maybe you wouldn't mind bringing it down to him?

Hilda: Well... well, if it would help you out, I guess I could do that... as a favour, of course.

Leyla: Of course! <shakes head> Boy, Kermit is contagious...

Hilda: Pardon?

Leyla <sweetly>: Oh, nothing... here, take the spoon, and don't be afraid to use it.

Hilda: <very sweetly> Oh, not at all.

Jimmy <anxiously>: Um... I'm... just gonna do a littly tidying up out here if you don't mind.

<Leyla and Hilda exchange amused glances>