Chapter 23
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Beer mugs shattered, as did eardrums.
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Aunt Marge crashed with a thud.
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"Move it or lose it!" Piggy screamed, running towards the door of the bar.
"Hey, what about me?" Link asked.
Piggy whipped around and glared at Link. "You are the weakest, Link, goodbye!"
Link frowned and stood in the doorway of the bar as Piggy darted down the sidewalk.
"Oh, hey, I get it," one of the bikers said.
Piggy didn’t have time to grab her heels and throw them off, she just pushed them off her feet as she ran down the sidewalk, she didn’t even stop to pick them up.
"TAXI!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. "TAX- Oh, forget it!" She continued running down the street. She was sure the pain she was experiencing would kick in later, but right now, she didn’t care. She just kept running.
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No one so much as glanced at Aunt Marge, who was collapsed on the floor in shock. All Muppet jaws were dropped as they watched Kermit on the television.
"Wow."
"Like... rully."
"Holy guacamole, hokay?"
"I don’t believe d’is."
"Fozzie wrote that?"
"Bawk brawk bawk."
"Gloo hoor de piggy!"
"Yeah, what they said."
"Oh, it’s so romantic."
"Are you crying?"
"No, no! It’s- it’s my boomerang fish!"
Robin looked around during all of the mayhem ensuing. "Well, it’s about time," he said.
All of the Muppet silenced immediately. Gonzo looked down at the little frog and put his arm around him. "Yeah," Gonzo said. "Yeah it is."
"Agreed," Rowlf said, sitting up.
"I thought you were happy being single?" Skeeter said.
"I am," Rowlf said. "But I know Kermit isn’t."
"I wonder what she’ll say, eh?" Johnny said.
"She’s gonna say yes, obviously," Sal said.
"I dunno," Johnny said. "I’ve never seen her that angry."
"Bet ya ten bucks she says yes," Sal said.
"Deal."
"Why’s Kermit just standing there?" Scooter asked, pointing at the television. Kermit was knelt down with the ring still in his hand.
"He’s waiting for an answer," Gonzo said.
"Do you think Miss P. saw the show?" Floyd asked.
"Since when do you care?" Clifford asked.
"Man, you know I’m helplessly romantic," Floyd said.
"You should see some of the songs he writes," Dr. Teeth said.
"But do you think she saw the interview?" Bean asked.
"Well we have to find her and find out, hokay?" Pepe said.
"But how are we supposed to find her?" Scooter asked. "She could be anywhere!"
"Fortunately," Dr. Honeydew said. "I had planned on something like this happening one day, so I placed a teeny microchip on one of Miss Piggy’s gloves."
"How the heck did you do that, man?" Floyd asked.
"It’s built in the shape of a diamond ring," Bunsen said.
"Oh," all of the Muppets said.
"Well, what are waiting for?" Gonzo asked. "We’ve got a pig to track!"
"Si, si, let’s do it, hokay?"
"How do we track her, anyway, Dr. ‘dew?" Clifford asked.
"Beaker," Bunsen said blankly.
"What?" Rizzo asked.
"Yes, whenever he’s close enough to Miss Piggy, he receives a small jolt of electricity," Bunsen said.
"Fine," Clifford said. "Where is carrot-top anyway?"
"On a date with a stump," Bunsen said.
"Somehow, I’m not surprised," Rowlf said.
"Well then, come on!" Robin said. "Let’s find Beaker first, then find Miss Piggy!"
"We’ll take the bus!" Dr. Teeth said.
"Tot he bus!" Butch said.
"Yeah, the bus!" Clyde said.
The Muppets flooded out of the house and into the Electric Mayhem bus. Dr. Teeth climbed into the driver’s seat and started the bus engine. Sam Eagle stood at the door of the bus. "C’mon, Sam," Dr. Teeth said. "We’ve gotta move!"
"Um, I’ll stay here," Sam said. "With Marge."
"Hey, it’s your funeral!" Floyd said.
"Go, go, go!" Pepe shouted.
"Pig! Pig!" Animal chanted, with his head stuck out one of the bus windows as the bus pulled away.
"Finally," Sam said. "Some peace and quiet."
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Max sat dumbfounded against his chair. The audience sat dumbfounded in their chairs. The cameraman stood dumbfounded behind the camera.
Kermit the Frog couldn’t move.
"Do we... do we cut to commercial?" one of the men in the sound booth asked.
"We can’t... can we?" another asked.
"We’ve got to wait for a response, don’t we?"
"How do we even know she saw the show?"
"We... we don’t."
"Then do we cut to commercial or not?"
"I don’t know!"
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Piggy kept running, she didn’t even know where she was going, but she kept running.
A squeaky horn honked behind her, but she didn’t have time to look back at it. She just kept running.
The horn honked again. She was growing annoyed with it and just waved the vehicle past her.
"Miss Piggy!" came a familiar voice from the Electric Mayhem bus that pulled in front of her. It was Robin, his head sticking out the window. "Hop on!"
"I’m not a frog, Robin, I can’t hop!" Piggy said. "And besides, I don’t have time to stop and get on the bus, dear. This is a matter of life and death, okay?" Piggy said through her bated breaths.
"Then jump on the back!" Robin said.
Piggy glanced at the back of the bus. "The things I do for this frog..." she said.
Piggy leaped onto the back of the bus, making the front jump up from the force on the back. "Whoa!" Floyd shouted. "Either we hit a really big pot hole, or Piggy’s been puttin’ away the pots of coffee! Heh, heh!"
"I’ll cream you for that later!" Piggy growled from the back fender of the bus.
"I love cream with my coffee," Beauregard said.
Piggy groaned. "Just step on it!" she shouted.
"You got it!" Dr. Teeth shouted, flooring the gas pedal, and driving towards the television station.
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"What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do?" Fozzie asked himself nervously. "Oh! I know! I’ll call Miss Piggy’s cell phone, that’s what I’ll do!"
Fozzie ran over to a pay phone backstage and picked it up. "Hello? Operator? I need to reach Miss Piggy! Pronto!"
Fozzie listened to the operator on the other end. "No, I don’t want to sign up for your pre-pay plan! This is an emergency!"
Fozzie stopped and listened again. "I’m not trying to have an attitude with you! I’m just in a hurry!"
Fozzie began tapping his foot in annoyance. "I know that being rude won’t speed things up, I’m not being rude, I just really need to reach Miss Piggy!"
"Yes, and I am sure I do not want to sign up for your pre-pay plan," Fozzie said. He stopped again. "Oh... you’ll send me a free t-shirt?" Fozzie stopped tapping his foot and listened closer. "Well what does the t-shirt say?"