Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[Skeeter Muppet]

Kim: Okay guys, how's it looking?
Mimzy: (hanging some fake skulls from the posts of the bunk bed) A lot spookier than it was at the beginning of the week, I'll tell you that.
Tosh: (draping stretchable cobwebs) Yeah; it's really starting to take shape.
Kim: (plugs in a cauldron with bubbling sound effects) There; I think that's the last of it.
Gillis: Wait! The finishing touch... (hits the 'play' button on a stereo, and spooky music and sound effects fill the room)
(Boober comes in with the laundry)
Boober: What did you guys do to this place? It's positively creepy!
Kim: Perfect.

-Kim

 

[Erine81981]

Well that was a pretty good Studio DC: Almost Live. Don't you think?

Herry: I really enjoyed it. Everyone on there was funny.

Homer Honker: Honk honk honk. Honk-honktey! (I think Demi Lovato is a hot-hotty!)

Yea, she sure is cute for her age. What about you Frazzle?

Frazzle: Weroeggg gjrigwee rirrre Weeeeoooogggh!

Herry: That was a good example Frazzle.

What about you Wolfgang?

Wolfgang: Arrrrrgf arf arf grrrrrr....arf!

Yea, the Jonas Brothers aren't cute too me either. But i would say i wouldn't mind meeting them in person.

Wolfgang: Arf.

I'm going to cheak on some stuff online.

Herry: Can i join you?

Come on. I'll show you the newest DVDs coming out.

Homer Honker: Honk! *chases after me and Herry*

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(The gang has just watched the video of the MuppetCast NJ road trip and interview with Jane Hunt.)

Nora: She said that Beaker's Breakers and the other houses up on Corn Hill had some connection with Edward Hopper...
Beige: Yeah, well, I think it's ironic that dog was named Strongheart, when he freaked out whenever he was alone in the house.
Storyteller: Well, the poor pup had had a rough life before coming to the Hunts. And wasn't that a nice photo of Amanda?
Scooter: I loved the one of me sitting on that motorcycle...and that was a cool photo of Richard and the two Placidos.
Erin: Oh, man, where to begin...oh, and there was that one shot of Richard taking the leap of faith between two rocky ledges somewhere in the South Seas, and then there was that moment with the quilt...

 

[redBoobergurl]

*Beth and Big Bird are alone at the table eating breakfast*
Big Bird: Beth? You're married right?
Beth: That's right
Big Bird: And you didn't go away from here
Beth: That's true, I still come and play with my roomies
Big Bird: And now Bryan is married
Beth: Yes, he is
Big Bird: *sounding worried* Is he never ever going to come back here?
Beth: Oh Big Bird, yes he is. I talked to him just the other day and he says he misses you so much and can't wait to get back here, he's just having a little bit of trouble getting here. Everything is fine, he will come back.
Big Bird: Oh ok, I like staying with you, but I really miss Bryan
Beth: I know he's very special to you Big Bird, that's ok. But I promise you, he will be back *gives Big Bird a hug*
Big Bird: Thanks, I feel better now
Beth: I'm glad

 

[The Count]

Downstairs... Preparations are in full swing as the bats keep the Count busy, we don't want him breaking in on the surprise ahead of time. He has a breakfast of devilled ham and garlic peppers stuffed omelette waiting for him, similar meals for his two bestest bunkmates waiting for them in turn.

*Whispering in the hallways: It's Count's bat-day, so if you want to be part of the party, check back with us in the evening hours as that's when all the ghastly guests will have arrived.

 

[The Count]

Meanwhile, hearing the commotion...

Me, as a darker version of the Mad Hatter--probably what Johnny Depp will look like in the version he and Tim Burton are working on for Disney--Come one come all. Caloo calley, we'll feast today like cabbages and kings.
*Handing out candy to the early trick-and-treaters.
For Ailice, a choco bar.
For Caiter Bell, a pouch of lemon drops.
For the hot White Bunny Spamela, peppermint sherbet marbles.
For da phat Cheshire Cat, Rainbow Skittles.
For the Digit Woodsman, silver almond M&M's.
For the Lipscrow, some jazzed up jalapeño candies.
For Li'l Orphan Annie Sue, mini 100 Grand bars.
For Zooter Pan, a jar of peanut brittle.
For Judge Suggs, strawberry-drizzled truffles.
For Trumpet Abdul, some hoppin' boppin' poppin' bubble gum sticks.

UD, whispering: Shall we bring them in now?
Me: Yes.

*Bats lead the Count into the scene.
Count: Ah, some fiends for me to count.
Hold up there roomy... There are some here joining our party.
*Batty Bat lands on his master's shoulders, turning his gaze over to the gathered ghoulies. The Two-Headed Monster in fine usher's vestments, Velorie clutching her mini-menorah, Brom Bones a spectral horselike horseman chomping at the bit, Sanguina with her own bats, Uncle D gripping Yorick, Eclaire (in her comfortable cloud form only rests atop Ed's shoulders), Attracophney Spider, Roxy Meow an alley cat with humanistic features, Oktober emerging from her pumpkin shelled jack o'lantern largened body, Alton the Invisible Meep, Dockery silently tolling away the seconds on his clockface, Ivan a larger phantomly bat in movie theater clothes, "Black" Hartlie clutching her ghost-laced valentine box, Fughetta Faffner gliding above, Shriekcy in her sashed swimsuit chatting away with Spamela, Rudmann a giant dragon in imitation of the family pet dog crouched low upon the carpeted common room concealing his treasured 17, Nero slicing up the Tombstone pizzas deftly with demonly claws, Alice in Underland comparing notes with the other blonde girl giving her pointers on walking through the looking glass successfully, and... Countess Dahling clutches the Count's hand.

All: Happy birthday! ! ! ! !
Count: Ah-ha! So many fiends and friends for me to count. Join me 1 and all in getting down and phantomly funky!

 

[The Count]

*Candles hover above the replenishing cake... Well what do you hexpect? You have to offer first and then cut... Or however it's done in reverse. Not rully sure, flipped my lid a bit you know. *The top of my top hat springs open.

 

[The Count]

*Organ music starts playing as the haunters, or most of them anyway partner off for the dance.

Now get down and get groovay! *Monster hip party music plays on in the background.

*The camera pans upwards as the rowdy rebelers continue the party, fading out and away off to the next scene of magical mischief.

Treaters: This is Halloween...
Everybody hail to the pumpkin song.
Please make way for a very special guy.
Everybody knows Jack/Count is the king of the pumpkin/numbers patch/batch.
Everyone hail to the pumpkin/monsters' king.

 

[The Count]

*Drinks a cupper of hot chocolate himself stirred with a pale yellowish and black candy cane.

 

[The Count]

*Secretly magics away the rest of the candy into a bottomless hiding spot until Halloween.