Here’s a Chapter Called Seventeen It’s a Pretty Big Chapter As You Can See
"Well, County baby, I’m ready to go," Hoots said.
The Count held Hoots’ saxophone in his hands. "Vonderful," he said. "You know where you are going, correct?"
"You bet, dude, got my list right here." Hoots waved around a piece of paper.
"And you vill tell them all to meet...?"
"On 123 Sesame Street, of course!" Hoots said.
"Of course." The Count nodded. "Now, hurry my friend, we are short for time."
Hoots nodded and flew off the perch. "Be back soon, man!"
The Count nodded. "Please, hurry." He whispered.
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Miles sat on the end of the bed as Gabi slept soundly. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, due to the lack of sleep he received the previous night.
A loud bash at the door jolted Miles out of the bed, and woke Gabi up. Miles walked towards the door. "Go back to sleep, I’ll take care of it," he said.
Gabi sighed and lay back down. Miles opened the door. "Hey! Breakfast!" shouted the Grouch bellhop.
"Will you be quiet?" Miles asked, stepping out of the room, closing the door. "My wi- girlfriend’s trying to sleep."
"Oh, did I wake her up?" the bellhop asked.
"Yeah, you did," Miles said.
"Good!" the bellhop shouted, laughing. "Anyway, there’s breakfast at the Don’t Drop Inn Diner. Come eat."
"We’re not very hungry," Miles said.
"Ya will be once ya see our mud mocha!" the Grouch said.
Miles frowned. "Thanks, but no thanks."
"Hey, watch your language, pal!" the Grouch shouted. "Nobody says that word around here!"
"Sorry," Miles said.
"Man! You sure are a potty mouth- and not in a good way!" the bellhop said.
"Whatever," Miles said, going back into the room, slamming the door.
"Much better," the Grouch said.
Miles fell back down on the bed and moaned. Gabi sat down next to him on the bed. She wrapped her arms around Miles’ neck. "You know," she said. "This honestly isn’t how I imagined living together would be."
"Heh, you’re tellin’ me," Miles said.
They sat quietly for a moment. "Hey," Miles said. "Wanna go grab some breakfast?" he asked.
Gabi nodded. "Better bring an umbrella though," Gabi said.
"Why’s that?" Miles asked.
"Mom ate here once. She said if you’re in the mood for salad, bring an umbrella," Gabi said.
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Ashley burst out of the small office. Ernie and Bert, who were sitting in chairs, shot up. "Well, what did your boss say?" Ernie asked.
"Yeah, did he like it?" Bert asked.
"He loved it!" Ashley shouted.
"That’s great!" Bert said.
Ashley grabbed Bert’s hands and shook them up and down. "He said he’s going to put it right into the next paper!"
"Really?" Bert asked. "That’s incredible!"
"And I couldn’t have done it without you!" she said, pulling Bert into a hug.
"Oh my..." Bert sighed happily.
"Well," Ernie said. "There’s only one thing left to do!"
"What’s that?" Ashley and Bert asked.
Ernie cleared his throat. "STOP THE PRESSES!!"
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Bob rolled over on his makeshift bed on Linda’s couch. "Are you okay, Bob?" Telly asked from his sleeping bag on the floor.
"Oh, yes," Bob said. "I’m fine Telly."
"Are you sure?" Telly asked. "You seem a little down about something."
"Oh, it’s nothing, really," Bob said.
"Are you upset about Linda and Jordan being so close?" Telly asked.
Bob sat up slightly and looked down at Telly. "How did you know?"
"I’m not sure," Telly said.
Bob chuckled. "Well, yes, Telly, that’s what’s been bothering me."
"Why?" Telly asked.
"Well, because I used to be close to Linda like that," Bob said.
"Back when she lived on Sesame Street?" Telly asked.
"Uh huh," Bob replied.
"Oh..."
"Yeah."
"Well... maybe you should just talk to Linda about it. Well- no you can’t talk to her about it but you can well- you know what I mean."
"That’s probably not a bad idea, Telly."
"Oh, thanks Bob."
"You’re welcome."
It was silent.
"Well, aren’t you gonna do it?"
Bob chuckled again. "Telly, it’s late. I’ll talk to her tomorrow."
"Oh. But, Bob, if it’s late, why are we awake?" Telly asked.
"Well, Telly we-"
"If we stay up too late, we’ll be irritable! And if we’re irritable, we’ll be mean to people! And if-"
"Goodnight, Telly," Bob said.
"Night Bob."
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Grover sat quietly on a bench with his puppy at his side. "Scruffy... I am lonely," he said quietly.
Scruffy licked Grover’s nose. Grover sighed and Scruffy whimpered and curled up into a ball on the bench next to him.
Grover shifted his weight. "I miss Sesame Street," he said. "I miss Big Bird, and little Elmo, and Charlie’s restaurant, and Gordon, and Bob, and Grouchy, and- well, I miss everything, and everybody."
Scruffy scratched his ear with his back foot. "And... and I miss all of the songs we used to sing."
Scruffy’s head perked up. "Oh? Would you like to hear a song?" Scruffy nodded his head. "Oh, okay, um, what song should I sing... oh... I... I think I have one."
"What do I do when I’m alone," Grover sang.
"Well, sometimes I sing a little song
La, la, la, la, la, la
That is the song I sing."
He looked down at Scruffy. "Do you like that little song, Scruffy?"
"What do I do when I’m alone
Well, sometimes I do a little dance." Grover stood up off the bench.
"I jump and I hop, hop, hop
That is my little dance.
"And sometimes when I am all alone
I pretend that I can fly
And I touch all the clouds
And I wave to the birdies as they pass by," Grover sat back down on the bench.
"But sometimes when I am all alone
Well, sometimes I feel a little sad
‘Cause there is no one to share my song
No one to fly with me," Grover sang sadly.
"So, sometimes when I am all alone
I think of how happy I would be
If I wasn’t alone
And you were here with me."
"You know," Grover said. "It- it is much nicer to be with other people, then- then to be all alone."
"So, sometimes when I am all alone
I think of how happy I would be
If I wasn’t alone
And you were here with me..." Grover’s voice trailed off.
"And... and you are not here with me..." Grover said quietly. "And I am... I am sad."
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