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CHAPTER ONE
Note: This takes place in my Comeback King universe, after the events of the Comeback King Saga and I’m the One that Won.
Scooter sat in the small closet-like office, surrounded by stacks of paper. He stared at his laptop and sighed. Rubbing his small eyes, he just couldn’t press another key. Nearly everyone else in the Theater had gone home after the last curtain call, and now was really the only time he could get any business done. There were taxes to file, permits to request, applications to sort ….
Skeeter knocked quietly on the open door.
“Come in,” Scooter said quietly without looking.
Skeeter hopped up on a stack of papers without rustling a single one. She stared at him. “I thought Kermit didn’t allow overtime,” she told him with a hint of a teasing tone.
Scooter smirked. “I’m the one doing the books,” he replied. “Kermit just signs the checks.”
Skeeter would have wagged a tail if she had one. “You mean you’re cheating your friend and boss?”
Scooter chuckled and glanced at her. “You can’t blackmail me, sis. I’m much better at math than both of you put together. You’d never prove I’m doing anything.”
Rowlf entered the room with a downcast expression, holding a letter. “We need to head over to the Sun Rises, Night Falls Home,” he told them quietly.
“Why?” the go-fer siblings asked simultaneously.
Rowlf handed them the letter without saying another word and left. The two read it, their mouths opening wider with each line. They soon looked at each other, nodded, and hurried out the door.
Rowlf, Scooter, Skeeter, Piggy, Kermit, Animal, and Gonzo waited outside the door in the hallway. Soon, the door opened and JP Grosse stepped out.
Scooter and Skeeter perked up. “Uncle Grosse!”
JP nodded. “She’s resting now, kids.”
Gonzo’s eyelids lowered, as did his face. “Maybe we should come back.”
JP shook his head. “No – she wants to see you. You kids gave her nothing but trouble, but she doesn’t hold that against you at all.”
Kermit, Piggy, and Animal went in first. The room was small, but decorated in pictures of the Muppets. A frayed purple cardigan hung on a rack.
The elderly frail Caucasian woman smiled as they filed in. “Now, kids – why so glum?” she asked.
“Bye bye?” Animal asked softly, on the verge of tears.
The woman laughed. “You always did get straight to the point, Animal,” she replied. “You certainly waste no words, do you?”
Piggy stared at the cardigan.
“You can keep that, if you want, Piggy,” the woman said.
“Oh, Nanny,” she replied in a quivering voice, “I could never --.”
“You’re far more sensitive than you appear. Never let go of that,” Nanny said.
Kermit placed his thin green hand on the wrinkled, mottled hand of the woman who had cared for them for several years as their parents worked long hours just to make ends meet. Why couldn’t this woman be a Muppet? It would have afforded her certain perks, like long life and near invulnerability. Heck, a Muppet could be eaten, blown up, and flattened … and come out of it none the worse for wear. Being human was like a curse, he thought to himself.
“I’m so glad your show is really taking off,” Nanny told Kermit with a smile. “I’m sorry I couldn’t attend more.”
Kermit shook his head. “I’m just glad you helped make us what we are.” He gulped, wondering how best to bring it up.
“I think it’s any time now, Kermit,” she helpfully told him to spare him from asking the question.
Kermit’s eyes glistened. “Well, the rest of the gang is here too. We’ll let them get a chance to talk.”
Nanny laughed. “You Muppets are so funny – all of you can fit in here. Yes, it’s a small room – but you aren’t very big, either.”
Kermit, Piggy, and Animal went back outside as Rowlf, Scooter and Gonzo entered. Skeeter stayed outside, trembling.
Piggy frowned. “You know, Nanny wants to see you too,” Piggy chided.
Skeeter sniffled. “Don’t start, Piggy.”
Piggy’s face reddened. “You should go and apologize for leaving for so long.”
“Piggy,” Kermit said, trying to placate her.
Skeeter got right up in Piggy’s face. “And how often did you visit her on all those random photo shoots and commercials?”
Animal burst in between them, separating them. “No fight,” he told them curtly.
Rowlf, Scooter, and Gonzo all came out of the room, crying.
One glance was all it took.
Note: This takes place in my Comeback King universe, after the events of the Comeback King Saga and I’m the One that Won.
Scooter sat in the small closet-like office, surrounded by stacks of paper. He stared at his laptop and sighed. Rubbing his small eyes, he just couldn’t press another key. Nearly everyone else in the Theater had gone home after the last curtain call, and now was really the only time he could get any business done. There were taxes to file, permits to request, applications to sort ….
Skeeter knocked quietly on the open door.
“Come in,” Scooter said quietly without looking.
Skeeter hopped up on a stack of papers without rustling a single one. She stared at him. “I thought Kermit didn’t allow overtime,” she told him with a hint of a teasing tone.
Scooter smirked. “I’m the one doing the books,” he replied. “Kermit just signs the checks.”
Skeeter would have wagged a tail if she had one. “You mean you’re cheating your friend and boss?”
Scooter chuckled and glanced at her. “You can’t blackmail me, sis. I’m much better at math than both of you put together. You’d never prove I’m doing anything.”
Rowlf entered the room with a downcast expression, holding a letter. “We need to head over to the Sun Rises, Night Falls Home,” he told them quietly.
“Why?” the go-fer siblings asked simultaneously.
Rowlf handed them the letter without saying another word and left. The two read it, their mouths opening wider with each line. They soon looked at each other, nodded, and hurried out the door.
Rowlf, Scooter, Skeeter, Piggy, Kermit, Animal, and Gonzo waited outside the door in the hallway. Soon, the door opened and JP Grosse stepped out.
Scooter and Skeeter perked up. “Uncle Grosse!”
JP nodded. “She’s resting now, kids.”
Gonzo’s eyelids lowered, as did his face. “Maybe we should come back.”
JP shook his head. “No – she wants to see you. You kids gave her nothing but trouble, but she doesn’t hold that against you at all.”
Kermit, Piggy, and Animal went in first. The room was small, but decorated in pictures of the Muppets. A frayed purple cardigan hung on a rack.
The elderly frail Caucasian woman smiled as they filed in. “Now, kids – why so glum?” she asked.
“Bye bye?” Animal asked softly, on the verge of tears.
The woman laughed. “You always did get straight to the point, Animal,” she replied. “You certainly waste no words, do you?”
Piggy stared at the cardigan.
“You can keep that, if you want, Piggy,” the woman said.
“Oh, Nanny,” she replied in a quivering voice, “I could never --.”
“You’re far more sensitive than you appear. Never let go of that,” Nanny said.
Kermit placed his thin green hand on the wrinkled, mottled hand of the woman who had cared for them for several years as their parents worked long hours just to make ends meet. Why couldn’t this woman be a Muppet? It would have afforded her certain perks, like long life and near invulnerability. Heck, a Muppet could be eaten, blown up, and flattened … and come out of it none the worse for wear. Being human was like a curse, he thought to himself.
“I’m so glad your show is really taking off,” Nanny told Kermit with a smile. “I’m sorry I couldn’t attend more.”
Kermit shook his head. “I’m just glad you helped make us what we are.” He gulped, wondering how best to bring it up.
“I think it’s any time now, Kermit,” she helpfully told him to spare him from asking the question.
Kermit’s eyes glistened. “Well, the rest of the gang is here too. We’ll let them get a chance to talk.”
Nanny laughed. “You Muppets are so funny – all of you can fit in here. Yes, it’s a small room – but you aren’t very big, either.”
Kermit, Piggy, and Animal went back outside as Rowlf, Scooter and Gonzo entered. Skeeter stayed outside, trembling.
Piggy frowned. “You know, Nanny wants to see you too,” Piggy chided.
Skeeter sniffled. “Don’t start, Piggy.”
Piggy’s face reddened. “You should go and apologize for leaving for so long.”
“Piggy,” Kermit said, trying to placate her.
Skeeter got right up in Piggy’s face. “And how often did you visit her on all those random photo shoots and commercials?”
Animal burst in between them, separating them. “No fight,” he told them curtly.
Rowlf, Scooter, and Gonzo all came out of the room, crying.
One glance was all it took.