Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Beauregard]

Beau: I'm gunna hate leaving this place...
Bo: You realise we've been living inside a cement mixer 3 miles from the dorms for the last six monthes?
Beau: ...And now we're leaving!
Bo: Great...

 

[BEAR]

Bryan: Well, guys...
Bert: I guess it's time to start packing up.
Ernie: Yeah...
Big Bird: Are we going to see each other again?
Ernie: Of course we are, Big Bird. We all live on Sesame Street, remember?
Bert: Yeah, we're only a few steps from each other.
Big Bird: But not all of us. (looking at me)
Bryan: Come on, Big Bird. This happens every year at this time.
Big Bird: Yeah, but how can you be so sure that we'll see you again. You've been so busy and we may not end up as roommates again next time.
Bryan: Big Bird, I will see to it that everything will be okay and we will see each other really soon. I promise. (hugs the big feathery bird) Cookie Monster, are you all packed?
Cookie: Me have no more room in suitcase! (standing there with a full suitcase and a pile of cookie boxes.) Wait! Me no how to solve problem, me smart monster! (starts devouring every loose and unpacked box of cookies) There all packed! Urp!

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(all the belongings of room 7's occupants have been put into storage, to await the move-back-in)

Storyteller: Well...that's that.
Beige: I think I gave myself a hernia hauling that one bookcase out. (rubs stomach)
Nora: Have the room keys been turned in?
Scooter: Yeah, I dropped them off at the desk a little bit ago.
Erin: Who's up for dinner at the House of the Rising Dim Sum?
Storyteller: Ooh, delightful.
Beige: Hey, Scooter, want to have a fire-breathing contest over a plate of 10,000 Suns?
Scooter: Maybe I'll stick with the pot stickers.
Nora: Oh, the twins always try to burn their mouths out with General Tso's...
Erin: (hailing cab) Taxi! (cab pulls up, and all climb in) Number 18 East Henson Street, please.

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *stretches out on the roof* You know... this is kinda cozy.
Clifford: *shifts* *shrugs* I've had worse.
Ryan: Oh good!
Clifford: *frowns*
Sam: *looks around uneasily* What am I doing here?
Ryan: Living it up!
Gonzo: *peers over the edge* Very up! Hahaha!
Camilla: Brawk bawk byuck baw.
Ryan: ...Wait a minute... where's Link?
Clifford: Heh heh heh... he musta gotten lost on the way to the roof.
Ryan: How hard could that be? All you have to do is go up until you can't go up anymore!
Gonzo: Way up!
Clifford: Did you forget who you're talking about, dude?
Sam: He makes a good point Ryan.
Ryan: *shrug* Lisa! Have you seen Link?
Gonzo: She can't even keep track of her own roommates! I wouldn't trust her to find Link!
Clifford: Especially 'cause no one wants to find 'im!
Ryan: Well that's just not nice...
Sam: This country was not built on niceties alone!
Ryan: Quite the opposite in fact.
Sam: Which is why it would be the American way to just let Link find his own way.
Ryan: *sigh* Alright... I am gonna miss him though... I wonder where he's at...

~~~

Link: *floating in space* I think I went too far up.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: <calls back to Prawnie> Link? ...To what website?
Rowlf: I don't think that's what he meant.
Lisa: <shrug>
Chef: <Dramatically, to Robin> Bur ge hunnda, mur, flur de booshkedoodle. Um de borga, mur, hum de FLOODLE!
Robin: Ohh... What happened NEXT? <Thinks: I wonder what this story is about, anyway.>

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: Link to--oh never mind... It's not worth it.
Gonzo: Who's being mean now?
Ryan: *shrug* Quiet, I'm listening to the story...

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *strokes chin prophetically* Yes. I say she can stay. Lisa? We must ask the Queen after all.
Clifford: *mutters* This is royally stupid...

 

[TogetherAgain]

Lisa: <to Clifford> And THAT was a royally bad pun. <Whacks him over the head with a frying pan> <Ahem> ...<Shrug> As long as you can keep the Muppaphones away from him-- <points at Chef> and, by proxy, outta this-- <lifts frying pan,> then... <shrug> Yeah, sure.
Chef: <snatches pan and shakes it at Lisa> Ya de puurl de fishy BAM!
Lisa: Oh, please, he'll be fine. And it's not like you've never done worse.
Chef: Shmur den GUR!
Lisa: Oh you have too!
Rowlf: Well, so much for THAT story...
Chef: Ooh, de talezee! Mur de hirm... Ah ha! Skur de BUUUURNUM shnookie, mur de KOOR... Bur de noooshkie mun de hoompshoe!
Robin: <Gasp!> <Still has no clue what the story's about>

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *knocked out*
Clifford: *looks down* Thanks Lisa. That'll make this roof-top bash a lot more peaceful.
Gonzo: *examines Ryan's head* Yeah, it looks like you might've split his skull in two pieces! Hahaha!

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

In a booth at House of the Rising Dim Sum, the gang is having dessert - cups of green tea ice cream, and chunks of fresh pineapple.

Beige: (swallowing some ice cream) So what's your fortune cookie say?
Scooter: (snapping open a cookie) Let's see...steer clear of angry pigs wearing pearls and makeup.
Erin: (slurping some tea) Sounds like sage advice. (spoons up more ice cream)
Nora: (spearing some pineapple with a toothpick) I hear that Ryan and his team are camped out on the roof again.
Storyteller: Still...I hope there's a good lightning rod up there...pass the teapot, please.
Beige: (looking up) What was that clanking noise?
Nora: Sounded like a frying pan...hitting someone's head.
Scooter: Lisa must be annoyed over something...pass the pineapple, please.
Erin: Life goes on...so when's registration?
Scooter: I heard it's set for Monday or something.
Nora: So we all should be in town then.
Beige: Listen, for my side of the room, I'm going to bring back this really large idol from the Cave, and maybe bring in some...
Storyteller: Put in some potted plants - you Cave Fraggles are all about rocks and dust.