Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

*Triumphant bell-tolling and death marching music issue forth from the organ downstairs... *Jubilant smile. *Lightning shoots out. *And as the master emerges... Let there beeeeee light!

WOOT! ! ! Ma team's 3-0 and headed to Roun 2 of the baseball tournie undefeated. Boricua power baby!

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

*Sprinkling petals... Yaey for we knew yon Squeekers. And to this day, the one thing they can never take away is ma Squeeeeeeeeedom! *Steals Claudia and hops into time machine to bring her back to life a few seconds later as we step out of the time-traveling phone booth Grover sometimes uses to change into his superhero disguise.

Hail, for I bring you... Queen Claudia the Squeekable. Cower before her nerdalings!

XDDDD Claudia: BOW DOWN TO MY POWERRR!

Bunsen: Mr. Edward, do not inspire her sense of pride, for she grows as arrogant as a peacock! -Trying to quiet the nutcase wonder that is Claudia-

Beaker: -nods vigorously-

Blind Pew: Oh no . . . he flattered her, didn't he?

Bunsen: I believe so.

Claudia: x) -Places a crown on her head-

Bunsen: -Facepalms- Oh dear.

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Claudia: DID I HEAR SOMETHING ABOUT BASKETBALL? -Strips off clothes and changes into uniform- Which team am I on, baby! -Shakes bottom like Stromboli, dancing out of the room-

Bunsen: Oh, how delightful! I must warn you, I'm not an atheletic sort of fellow.

Blind Pew: -Whips out his sword- Eez zis "basketball" lunch?

Bunsen: No, Mr. Pew, it is a sport.

Beaker: -In a jersey- Meee meee meee! -ducks his head-

Claudia: You're gonna be all right! I promise.

Bunsen: -Sulks-

 

[The Count]

Yesh... Midnight is the hour and bells are tolling once again. A clawed hand can be seen tossing a wreath of sweet-scented shamrocks around the door's hanger.
*Disappears into the night to keep a superheroish vigilante watch over the rest of the dorms.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

Scooter: (at computer) Okay, so I've gotten rid of the troll, now what?
Erin: Remember the note in Dahlia's house? The one that talks about thinking backwards?
Scooter: Oh, right, right...
Beige: (munching on a few Sugar Rushes) So what are you kids playing over there?
Erin: King's Quest.
Beige: Nice, nice...you know, down in the Cave, there was this one game we all used to play, in it, you...
Storyteller: Is this the one about the ravening armies with their steel dustrags?
Beige: How'd you guess?
Storyteller: Call it a hunch.
Nora: (on phone) Heather, I keep telling you, we don't want any Licorice Splits...tell me, does the FDA know that your troop is selling those...uh-huh...they're the secretary's favorite...I'll take another box of Citrus Whispers, but no more for a little while. (hangs up)

 

[The Count]

Yaey! Jubilant triumph coming from our room... Watching the World Baseball Classic tournament's second round... And Puerto Rico just mercy ruled out the USA! *Celebrates with a stack of Batty batterscotch cookies we bought from Heather ahead of time.

*Submits sheets of cookie orders, one form from each of us, straight to Erin and Nora's inbox.
*Evil laughter of sheer delight. Mwahaahahahahaha!

 

[RedPiggy]

Kelly (comes in lugging in a new laptop)

Spike: What happened?

Kelly: The store killed it. I went to Wal-Mart and my aunt was nice enough to buy me a new one.

Spike (sniffles): I wish I had an aunt who'd do dat for me.

Kelly: Yeah, well, I won't be getting Christmas presents from her for a couple of years....

Spike: Why doncha just pay her back?

Kelly (plops new laptop on desk): The "unemployed" part escaped your notice, did it not? Anyway, if I can get an extern job this summer, I CAN pay her back.

Spike (smiles): You gonna pay me too?

Kelly (indignant): Why?

Spike: Scooter does.

Kelly: I don't care what you conned Robbie into. You're not getting a dime from me.

 

[RedPiggy]

Spike (has been wandering around the second floor and notices Chamberlain's ... um ... "impression"): A'ight ... I see how it is.... *goes to the common room and scrounges around for some paper and makes a "beak" for himself, then prances around daintily (as daintily as a mega-ton dinosaur can)* Oh, look at meeeeeeee! I look like a boid who slept in a lit fireplace! I'm such a suck-up people confuse me wit' a vacuum cleaner! I dress up in designer robes but can't use my big shiny sword to dent a rock!

Kelly (walks in and gags from laughter): What are you DOING?

Spike (shocked and embarrassed): Uh, well, I uh ... dat zombie vulture t'ing was makin' fun o' me, so I was gettin' 'im back.

Kelly (cocks an eyebrow): Alone?

Spike (tries to think of a reason): Rehearsal?

Kelly (rolls eyes): You're just trying to impress that Ailie girl. *smirks* I've seen you smirk when she walks by.

Spike (smirks): An' I've seen you blush wit' wire-head an' dat pianist wit' all da dental work ... an' I KNOW your heart races when in da same room wit' ME.

Kelly (nods and laughs): Keep dreaming.

Spike: 'ey, once you've gone 'saur ...

Kelly (quickly putting fingers in her ears): I don't want to hear this -- lalalalala!

 

[The Count]

*Great Caesar's Ghost floats through the halls, with a message for Uncle D, as a bat sends up a box of cookies, PB Sandies as a welcome back surprise to Prawnie. *All continue their indoor computer/counting work on a chilly rainy day.

 

[Katzi428]

OK everyone...dorm room meeting.Gather around.
Grover,Prairie & Rosita all sit on the couch & Gaffer hops on Grover's lap
Groverpetting Gaffer:Awww...nice kittycat. Is everything okay Kathy?
Well not really Grover. You all probably noticed that I've been kind of a grouch lately.
Prairie:Um...sort of. But I didn't want to say anything.I know how you are when you're in one of your moods.
Rosita:Me too. We usually try to stay away.
I want to apologize to all of you.Things have been kind of crazy for me.This stupid computer pointing to it has been hiving me trouble again! And I can't get it fixed for another couple of weeks. Plus some other things have been going on that somewhat make me want to pull my hair out of my head.I'm sorry.
Grover:Oh Kathy......hugging me we love you.You don't need to be sorry
Prairie& Rosita join in the hug
Rosita:You're going to New York again soon,right?
Yeah...that's right.Oh shoot! I need to find someone for you all to stay with!GRR!
Prairie:Take it easy Kath.You have until Tuesday. And if you can't find someone,we can stay alone.We won't throw any wild parties.*giggle*
Knucklehead!bopping Prairie on the head with a small magazine and laughing I do feel a bit better.Thanks,you four.
Gaffer comes over to me purring and rubbing me with her head

 

[The Count]

*Sends a box of Ginger Snappy-Tappies and Oatmeal Crunchies to Kathy's room.

Hmmm... I feel like we should have some dorm-wide activity, there hasn't been one in ages. Maybe next weekend? Oh well, we'll figure something out. *Stroking Fatatatita's ebony fur, asleep in my lap while I'm at the ol' computer.