Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Erine81981]

Hey guys. Lookie at what i bought from the store.

Grover and Herry: Mr. Bean!

Grover: Oh boy! Murray you are going to love this show. It is funny.

Herry: So funny. Can we watch it?

Sure we can. Why would i have bought it if we aren't goi...

Murray: Just put it in.

Ok. *puts in the Mr. Bean DVD* This is going to be fun. Are ya'll ready?

Grover, Herry and Murray: Yes.

Sorry. *starts it up*

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
He seems to be his humble old self again...


Dr. Van Neuter:
Of course, his old freakish self again!
*Looks innocent*

Claudia:
*Scolds him a little*
Bunnie, you're not insane.
Right?

Bunsen:
No one is ever purely sane my dear,
however, I am not as mad as I was before.
If I've learned anything, I've learned...
*Looks solemn*
*Slyly smiles*
how fun it is to simply twist time to your liking.
Undo what was believed to be true and cast
uncertainty like a spell over all things considered
to be natural law and a thing called logic.
Hoohoohoo!

Claudia:
Bunnie, you turned me into
an elderly woman. That was
a nightmare come true!

Bunsen:
Ah, forgive me but, can't you
see how well it worked? Nothing
went wrong, no cut cords, and not
even a clumsy action from Beaker!

Beaker:
*Gasps*

Bunsen:
Well, it has been proven (by common sense)
that you lack sufficent control over your
body.

If I remember correctly, you
fell on a certain somebody in High school...
and spilled punch over her.

Tsstssst!

Beaker:
Meee mee.
*Fidgets with a cord*
mee mee mee...
*His voice lowers, expressing embarrassment*

Dr. Van Neuter:
*Sees Claudia shoot at the machine with
a laser gun*

Claudia:
*Star Wars theme song plays as she shoots
at it violently*

Bunsen:
*In shock, he stares on in disbelief*
Claudia! What are you...

Claudia:
....I thought it was a water gun....

Bunsen:
*Collapses on her bed and groans*

Beaker:
Meep!

Dr. Van Neuter:
Yeah, like he said!

 

[BEAR]

Bert: (enters carrying a pair of black dress pants neatly folded on a hanger) Here you go! All nicely pressed.
Bryan: Thanks, Bert! I owe ya one.
Ernie: Say, where are you goin' all dressed up, anyway?
Bryan: A special gala for the theater I just worked with. It's basically an event to raise money, but they have dinner and entertainment there too. It's at a gorgeous estate up in Anaheim Hills.
Cookie: Dinner?
Ernie: Sounds like fun!
Big Bird: Can we go?
Bryan: Well, I think all the tables are sold, but you can do what I'm doing. Helping out by serving the guests beverages.
Ernie: Like a refreshment stand? Will they have things like juice and sodas?
Big Bird: And birdseed milkshakes?
Bryan: Hmm...got 2 out of 3! But it should be fun. Wanna come along?
Roomies (except Bert): Yeah!
Bryan: How about you, Bert?
Bert: No thanks. I have a meeting at the Association of W Lovers tonight. You all have fun!
Ernie: Aww...we'll miss ya, buddy.
Bert: Thanks, Ernie.
Bryan: Okay. Well, if the three of you want to come, you have to find something nice to wear. Go get spiffy and cleaned up. You have 3 hours!
(Cookie, Ernie and Big Bird all scurry off to get ready)

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Dorms quiet...
what is happening?

Bunsen:
I-I do not know!

Claudia:
*Dramatically takes him into her arms*
What are we to do love?

Bunsen:
*Clears throat*
Ooo...comfy.

Claudia:
*Rolls eyes*
So, have any other inventions?

Bunsen:
Not tonight.

Dr. Van Neuter:
Composta likes your story!
I LOVE it...thanks for including our song..
aww...my little snookum wookums...

Claudia:
Thanks..
I feel all mushy.

Bunsen:
*Pales*

Claudia:
*Smiles evily*

 

[Erine81981]

Well guys. My parents are out of town for a while and i thought i might go to the house. Wanna join me?

Grover: Sure. That sounds like fun.

Herry: Yea.

Murray: Oh boy. Another visit to your hometown.

Yep.

Bruce: Is there anything i need to be afraid of?

Murray: Nah.

Grover: Not at all. You might like Kyle's parents.

But they won't be there. So don't worry. We'll have fun.

Herry: What time will be back at the dorms?

Monday maybe Tuesday. Don't know but we can still talk to our friends over the computer there. So are ya'll ready?

Herry: I am. *already packed*

Grover: Hold on.

Murray: I have my backpack ready.

Bruce: Me too.

Grover: Ok. I am ready now.

Good.

We all head to the car and head to Sweetwater to my parents house and have a little get together with my freinds. I'll talk to ya'll tomorrow or whenever.

 

[The Count]

*The Count's voiceover: MC Dorms vere brought to you by the letter W and by the number 5.
Nighty-night... Don't let the batty bats bite.

 

[The Count]

Hello? Anybody home?
*Sounds of recording with Bip Bippadotta plays: None of us are here!

Very funny you guys.
*Recording, with a farther echo: None of us are here!

Hmm, guess I'll just wait to bump into the regulars later.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(Sorry, Ed - it's just that a lot of us tend to vacate the premises over the weekend.)

Erin: (at table, with copy of "Wrinkle" and a bag of dried pineapple) Let's see, should I start at this line...or this line?
Scooter: (with copy of "Phoenix") Either way, you've got six minutes to read. (reaches for a few bits of pineapple)
Nora: (reading "James and the Giant Peach")I heard rumors that they're going to read Upton Sinclair's "The Jungle" at this thing.
Erin: Okay, then, nobody eats before the reading, unless you want to be ill all over the stage.
Beige: Why, what's it about? Is it about the great Fraggle generals, and the meals they liked to eat before battle?
Erin: Uh, no, it's about what Silly Creatures used to put in their food before the government started regulating that sort of stuff.
Storyteller: Oh, that sort of thing. I think my book would be much more interesting.
Beige: Sure you would - you edited that five-volume sap-fest, after all.
Scooter: Yeah, and are you going to send a copy to Gobo's uncle? You know he'd love it.
Storyteller: Beige, don't call "Tales from the Cuddle Caverns" a sap-fest. Scooter, don't get smart.
Scooter: I can't - Don Adams already did.
Erin: Too true...and I think I'll start reading at this line, the one about CENTRAL Central Intelligence. (gets a handful of pineapple and starts humming the theme from "Inspector Gadget")
Nora: I just hope I don't get stage fright tomorrow.
Storyteller: Well, Nora, if you can survive being a member of the Muppet cast, I think you can survive this.

 

[anytimepally]

(Sal is walking around the room on his hands)

Randall: What are you doing, Sal?
Sal: Ugh.. (spins around to face me) just practicin'.
Randall: For what, exactly?
Sal: Tuesday.
Don: What's Tuesday?
Johnny: It's a day of the week... the day after tomorrow.
Don: I know that. I meant, what's happening Tuesday?
Sal: Oh, nothin'.
Randall: Then what's the point of practicing?
Sal: Why does everything have to have a point?
Don: (chuckles) You forgot why you were walking around on your hands, didn't you?
Johnny: It's probably all the blood rushing to his brain.
Randall: He'd have to have a brain for that to work.
Sal: As long as I remember by Tuesday, it doesn't matter anyway!

(The Two-Headed Monster enters, on their hands)
Frank: Upsadunsa!
Stein: Upsadunsa! Ba dizzin'!
Frank: Ya, dizzin!
Both: Upsadunsa!

Randall: You know, that does look like fun... (joins them)

 

[Beakerfan]

Alex: *sitting outside on a swing underneath a big oak tree, notebook in her lap and pen in hand*

Bean: Hey Alex. Whatcha doin?

Alex: Oh, just writing. I like to do that every now and then, ya know?

Bean: Yeah.... well, Sweetums is taking Elmo and I to the park, ok?

Alex: Sure. Have fun! *goes back to writing*