After going to the source, I recommend the following regarding Piggy's parents.
Go to the Muppet Wiki and search for "Miss Piggy", then go to the "Family and Background" subheading.
Once finished with that, click on the link to read the info on "Miss Piggy's Mother".
There are a few fics here that refer to Piggy's mom as Hortense, though that's an unconfirmed fan-given name.
Hope this helps.
It does! I actually read over the Muppet Wiki and clicked on the "Missing Mother" book/comic, which wasn't really anything.
But hey, guess what! I gots another section for you!
Monday morning approached and for most, it was the worst day of the week. In most cases,
Up Late was usually a few days ahead of the curve, so should something horrible happened, they had extra shows to put on. Luckily, even when fighting broke out amongst the cast and crew, they could at least say they had one show they could deliver before needing to break down and work on the upcoming shows for the week.
Kermit had been hoping to avoid the scuttlebutt that would occur when something big happened, but of course, fate would not shine down on him on a Monday because…you know what?
Fate was a jerk.
So when walking into work on Monday, Kermit couldn’t help but notice the sad looks some people threw at him, which made him hurry that much quicker to his office than he normally would have when there was fresh coffee calling his name. And the reasoning for the looks was obvious when he sat down and discovered the letter of resignation that was sitting on his desk.
Ever the professional, Denise had typed up a letter that detailed her reasons for leaving – that she had found another position that better suited her skills and talents and that she had enjoyed working on the show and wished that
Up Late would continue its success. Even her resignation was tame; he could imagine the way Piggy would’ve handle being fired.
Actually, he didn’t need to imagine that because it had happened.
Well…this was the most… non-confrontational leave he had ever dealt with.
Well.
Time for coffee.
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Monday mornings were not her favorite days, at all. Mondays were the start of the work week, making you say goodbye to your weekend and suffer through another long week before you got to the next weekend. On a good month, you could expect an extra day thanks to a holiday.
This, sadly, was not a holiday.
However, as much as Piggy hated Mondays, this Monday seemed to be looking up. She had made up with Kermit over their awful argument and while they would probably need to sit down at some point, she was happy in the fact that they had at least come to a decision about their current relationship, even though it had come at the expense of his girlfriend.
The diva was pretty sure that Kermit hadn’t told her everything about this break up, but it wasn’t proper to go digging into his relationship – even if she
was curious. He had admitted his interest in Denise was purely because she was a normal girlfriend, who wasn’t photobombing random people or handing out autographs – not that he had said it in so many words because Kermit, even at his worse, tried to be polite – and while Piggy had tried to temper down the fact that,
hallelujah! Kermit was free at last!, she needed to remember that they hadn’t parted on the best of terms.
Kermit’s mentioning of them being friends had actually shocked her. She couldn’t remember at any time if they had actually
been friends, as sad of a prospect as that was. They had pretty much gone from meeting to seeing each other and in retrospect, that may have been the reason they always seemed to be doomed to stay together; they’d break up and make up without a pause in between.
Piggy was still pondering this when she headed into the studios that morning, her coffee nearly gone as she approached their laden up snack table, already seeing Gonzo and Fozzie there. “Sup losers,” she greeted, getting greetings back. “What’s the word of the day?”
“Denise up and quit,” Gonzo stated, reaching for another doughnut. “Scooter’s gonna have to cover lack, not that he doesn’t already. He’s like the G+ king.”
“Well,” Piggy smirked, refilling her coffee container. “He
did work for them, so of course he would be.”
“I just can’t believe it,” Fozzie said, distracted. “I don’t understand what could have possibly gone wrong.”
The Muppets had known each other for so long that sometimes, it was almost instinctual to know the next part of a sentence. Gonzo must have known the next sentence that Fozzie was going to say because the head writer immediately started to shake his head against saying whatever it was he planned on saying.
But it was Fozzie and when the comic wasn’t thinking, he would say the first thing that came to mind. Which, in this case, was the worst thing he could have possibly said.
“And after Kermit was going to propose.”
And just like that, Gonzo sucked in a breath and closed his eyes, and waited for the destruction that was going to come. He could only hope his mug survived this time; he had gotten very fond of his “I embrace my insanity!” mug that Piggy had replaced for him. He wasn’t so much concerned for the bones that would be broken because, well, he had broken bones before.
“I’m sorry, what?”
The growl was enough to signal Gonzo’s fight or flight response, granted not something he normally listened to even when it came to Piggy, but he didn’t have a canon to hide in or even a broad sword to protect him this time. Fozzie obviously cared nothing for his life or the lives of anyone in the building because he just kept going.
“Yeah!” he exclaimed, turning to the diva. “He had a ring and I think he had a speech prepared...”
“Why are you trying to kill us?” Gonzo hissed, punching the comic in the arm.
“So she broke up with him because he proposed?”
This time, it was Gonzo and Fozzie to turned towards the diva. Denise had
broken up with Kermit? That they had not heard. They had just thought because of the proposal, Denise felt it was better if she didn’t work with Kermit while they were getting married.
“Say what now?” Gonzo asked.
Narrowing her eyes, Piggy said, “I don’t think we’re having the same conversation.”
“No, I think we are,” Gonzo muttered. “But I think we’re missing a few pages from the book. In fact, I’m not even sure we’re in the same library.”
“Why would we be in a library?” Fozzie asked, only to be answered with twin, “Shut up, Fozzie.”
“Hi ho, guys.”
Three pairs of eyes turned to the newcomer, the very frog they had been speaking of. And the intensity of their stares actually unnerved the producer slightly.
“Kermit,” Gonzo began, a smirk on his face. “Help us settle a debate. Is Denise quitting because she broke up with you?”
“And was it before or after you proposed?” Piggy added.
He should’ve mentioned it, he knew it. While the rest of the studio just knew about his break up, not everyone knew about his proposal – and if fate hated him so much, he figured it was be studio news before their morning meeting was over – and he probably, most likely should have mentioned both to interested parties.
But sometimes…Kermit was a coward. He would admit that, he was frog enough to admit that sometimes, many times, he lacked the appropriate courage it took to confront things head on. This was one of those times. And apparently fate felt slightly bad about it because as he opened his mouth to – apologize, cough, laugh, scream, he wasn’t sure – the alarm for his meeting went off on his cell phone.
“I gotta go.”
It wasn’t a strange occurrence to see Muppets running down the hall or even Muppets
chasing other Muppets down the hall and really, when Kermit was at the head of the chase and Piggy was trailing behind, it probably meant those Muppets were fleeing in terror and not that
Kermit was fleeing from the three Muppets
behind him.
Age never slowed down a frog fleeing for his life, even when he managed to skid haphazardly into their conference room, nearly clotheslining himself on the table that he used to stop himself.
“Hey everyone, it’s time for our meeting, thanks for joining us, Gonzo, Fozzie, and Piggy!” he announced breathlessly, barely able to save himself as two of the three took their seats.
“Just wanted to make sure my head writer and sidekick were in attendance,” Piggy said, smiling at everyone. Giving Kermit’s shoulder a hard squeeze. “Moi
will see you later, Frog.”
“Okay then,” he said, wincing. He waited until she left before he rubbed his bruised shoulder.
The meeting went off like it normally did, though Kermit noticed that Gonzo glared at him the whole time. He managed to exit said meeting without being jumped by an angry writer, though that was slightly out of character for Gonzo. He shouldn’t have worried about the writer, he
should have been worried about
Piggy, who had him cornered as soon as he walked into his office.
He should have locked the door.
“Before you kill me,” he said, pointing at her. “I just want to remind you that I’m the executive producer and no one can run the asylum like I can.”
“Be that as it may,” the diva countered. “Were you going to tell me about this?”
“About what, Piggy?” he questioned. “Yes, I was going to propose. Yes, Denise broke up with me. No, she didn’t based that on a proposal cause I never got that far. Is that what you want to hear?”
“What was last night then?” she cried. “That whole ‘I love you, you’re one of my best friends’ thing?”
“Because I know you, Pig, and I know you’d have me drawn and quartered if I were to marry someone else.”
And there it was.
“Do you really think I would be so petty?” she asked, shocked.
Kermit only waited a beat before answering, “Yes. Yes I do. And don’t deny it because you would be.”
And wasn’t that her persona biting her in the behind? That Kermit would think she didn’t care about his happiness. Okay, yes, she would be incredibly hurt and sad should Kermit go off with someone else, but she would be happy for him. She loved him and had always wanted his best interests at heart; of course she wanted to be by his side when he got his happiness, but she could stand aside if he wanted someone else in her place.
“Well, Kermit,” she whispered and it was never a good sign when she was whispering. It meant that she was ultra angry, where screaming wouldn’t get the whole point across. “Despite what you may think, no I wouldn’t be so petty as to be upset over you marrying someone else. Sad? Yes. Hurt? Definitely. Petty? No. If you think for one moment that I would sabotage your happiness for my own…you’re not the friend I thought you were.”
Well.
That hurt.
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