The MARVELOUS Muppets: "The Amazing!"

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Chapter Five:

Thanksgiving was anything but thankful that day, as Kermit, Fozzie, Gonzo, and I were still disturbed over the scene we witnessed of Lori’s release from the Daily Bugle on the previous day. She was still locked up in her room, coming up with a perfect (and hopefully safe) way to prove to Jonah that Spider-Man was not a criminal. After sixteen hours, I was beginning to get curious as to what my sister might’ve been planning, because she hardly made a sound from her room.

Frankie: No sound from behind the closed door of a bedroom can't be a good sign.

MW: Tell me about it.

I had Rizzo the Rat (one of Gonzo’s very best friends) crawl through a tiny rat hole in Lori’s apartment, but it turned out that there was some kind of cybernetic rat-catching cat (which Dr. Bunsen Honeydew and Beaker had to build for her, when some of Rizzo’s friends were sneaking into her apartment) there to drive annoying pests, such as Rizzo, out of the room. I don’t think Rizzo would’ve dared to go back into Lori’s room, after his frightening encounter.

Gonzo: Can't blame the little guy. I heard those devices can be deadly to rats.

Kermit: I can't honestly imagine Bunsen and Beaker inventing anything deadly to anyone, except for maybe Beaker.

After my first failed attempt, I then had Clifford romance Lori with his hip personality and his own version of “The Thong Song,” which he creatively called “The PONG Song,” comparing his love for Lori to the small dot in the actual PONG game that bounced off the two bars by saying that it’s “hard to keep inside.”

Kim: Oh, gimme a break!

Ron: I tried something like that once on Bonnie...and I, uh...rather not say anymore about that incident.

While he was doing that, Pepe the Prawn was outside Lori’s apartment, lowering himself (via a crude pulley system developed by Rizzo and Gonzo) down to her bedroom window and attempting to inspect through her apartment for materials that would give us hints about her master plan.

Coco: Coco. Coco. Coco.

Wilt: That IS a nice distraction....for a king prawn.

Unfortunately, because of the poor construction of the pulley system, Pepe never even got the chance to sneak into Lori’s apartment. The system had fallen apart before Pepe got the window halfway open, causing him to fall fifty feet down the side of the building and right into piles of smelly, week-old trash gathered in a slimy dumpster. That was soon before a garbage truck aligned and inserted its large prongs into the slots on the dumpster, flipping it upside-down and emptying Pepe and all of the trash into its storage compartment. A few hours later, we found Pepe at the city dump, lying in a pile of half-eaten seafood meals; the poor guy was traumatized for nearly a month by the experience.

“The horror…THE HORROR!!!!” He cried.

Mac: Whoa.

Kermit: It's remarkable how quickly he recovered from that.

After Pepe’s incident, I gave up using my friends as spies, before I ended up putting any of them in serious danger. I don’t know what Lori had up her sleeve, but it was obvious that I was never going to find out about it, until after it had been done. So Kermit, Fozzie, Gonzo, and I just tried to enjoy our Thanksgiving Day the best way we could; but not even thinking about a big, delicious turkey could brighten our spirits.

Bloo: Ohhhhh....

Mac: The turkey reference making you hungry, Bloo?

Bloo: Noooo....I think I ate too many delicious snacks. Must not....take....another....bite.

The Muppets and I had our Thanksgiving dinner that evening, gathering at a long, nicely decorated table inside the Happiness Hotel’s “Chow Room” (which, in actuality, was the basement). Everyone from Lew Zealand to Crazy Harry to Camilla (Gonzo’s beloved chicken girlfriend) was joined at the table, which had great side-dishes sitting across it. Kermit was sitting at one end of the table, while the fabulous Miss Piggy was sitting on the other. The only person missing from the table was Lori, who was still locked up quietly in her room.

Fozzie: I never knew the Happiness Hotel had a "chow room".

Gonzo: Well, we had to eat someplace.

Kermit: Just be glad it wasn't in one of the bathrooms. Yuck!

MW: For a second, I almost did have you guys eat there.

“TURKEY! TURKEY!” shouted Animal, who was pounding his hands against the table impatiently, while Sgt. Floyd Pepper desperately tried to calm him down.

“We’d better bring that bird in, before Animal eats the table!” He exclaimed, and it wasn’t long before the Swedish Chef came into the room with the cooked turkey sitting on a plate, speaking in his unusual Swedish dialect (which no one will understand in a million years). After the Swedish Chef set the turkey down on the table, Kermit stood up from his end of the table to give a speech; I could tell that he was still bothered over Lori, because the tone of his voice was just depressing.

Cast: Awwwww.

Kermit: I'd like to thank the Academy for this scene.

“I…I’d like to thank everyone for taking the time to come have Thanksgiving dinner here in the…uh…basement.” Kermit said.

“You mean the ‘Chow Room’!” Dr. Teeth corrected him.

“He had it right the first time, gold-mouth!” snapped Piggy, obviously angered by the fact that she had to spend Thanksgiving in such a foul area. “Why don’t you monkeys work-up a banquet room or someplace more suitable for a respectable feast?!”

“Because the monkeys own half of the rooms in the building.” said Pops (the landlord), and everyone, except for Kermit, Fozzie, Gonzo, Piggy, and me, laughed heartily at Pops’ remark. The reason Piggy wasn’t laughing was because she was taking the whole dinner seriously; but Kermit, Fozzie, Gonzo, and I were just too distraught to laugh. After the laughter subsided, Kermit continued on with his speech.

MW: We can laugh about it now.

Cast: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

“Uh, yeah…it’s good for all us friends to be here on this Thanksgiving event.” said Kermit, and the others couldn’t help but to notice how depressed the frog was.

“Hey, Kermit, you’re looking so blue that you’re practically turning turquoise.” Rowlf stated. “It’s Thanksgiving. The time to be thankful that you’re alive, thankful that you’ve got a home to come to, and thankful that you’ve got friends to be with, whenever you’re feelin’ down.” When Rowlf mentioned about friends, Kermit fell deeper into his gloominess than Gonzo, Fozzie, or I did.

MW:*sarcastic* Nice timin'.

“Yeah…friends…” uttered Kermit, as he fell back into his seat and looked down at the ground, making everyone else wonder what was causing him to feel so low. To break the utter silence that had come into the room, I stood up from my seat (which was between Gonzo and Fozzie) and took Kermit’s place as speaker.

“Uh, I think it’s about time I said grace.” I stated, and everyone, including myself, bowed their heads respectively, as I said a word of prayer, “Lord, we thank thee for giving us the opportunity to be here together in the…Chow Room…” I heard Dr. Teeth snicker a bit when I uttered the name of the room, “And we also give thanks for allowing us to have a home where we all can be together forever, through thick and thin, no matter what.” Just the way I was expressing my words made me feel much more worried about Lori than I was for the past twenty-four hours. Before I was at the peak of despair myself, I brought my prayer to an abrupt end, “In the name of our lord and savior, Jesus Christ…Amen.”

Ron: HALLEJUAH!!!

Kim: Ron!!!

“Amen.” The others said, and as I sat back down, I saw how Kermit, Gonzo, and Fozzie were staring at me, knowing that if there was anyone who was more distraught than they were, it had to be me. The three of them looked away from me and back at the food simultaneously, and I did the same afterwards, while the Swedish Chef was muttering something in his native tongue. We all assumed that he was ready to carve the turkey, because he was holding up two large knives.

“Alright! Let’s live up to this room’s name and chow down!” shouted Rizzo, gleefully.

Gonzo: No matter what story he's in, Rizzo will always play the same character.

MW: He's a typical Lou Costello.

Gonzo: Who?

MW: Way before your time. Don't worry.

“Yeah!” yelled the others, and they were about to grab whatever they felt like munching down on, until there was a sudden loud booming sound that came from somewhere upstairs. The room shook a little, with grains of old dirt and brown dust falling from the ceiling and spreading all over good food.

Mac: Here comes some more action, Bloo!

Bloo: Ohhhh, no more. *walks off*

Mac: Wow. He must be REALLY sick if he's not in the mood for another action scene.

“What the heck?” uttered Kermit, as we all looked up at the ceiling and wondered what was happening in the Hotel.

“Those monkeys must have ‘Jungle Fever’.” Waldorf assumed.

“If I wanted to hear that much action, I’d watch the Discovery Channel.” Statler said.

“You old fool! Any action on the Playboy Channel is a thousand times better than the Discovery Channel.” Waldorf said.

“Can’t argue with you there.” remarked Statler, and the two old hecklers laughed, but they abruptly stopped when a rocketing noise was heard afterwards. It was then that we all wondered if it may’ve been the Green Goblin that was causing all of the commotion upstairs.

Mr. Herriman: Those old gentlemen sure a very unruly. Do they not have any maturity for their ages?

Frankie: This is Statler and Waldorf we're talking about here, Mr. H. They maturity flew out the window at age 30.

Mr. Herriman: So they're practically dirty old men.

Kermit: And they're going to be ones 'til they DEAD old men.

“You don’t think it’s him, do you?” Fozzie inquired.

“I wouldn’t be surprised, since it was me that was listening in on their conversation.” Gonzo indicated.

“But I thought you said that you didn’t take any photos?” Kermit queried.

“I didn’t.” Gonzo contradicted. “All I did was listen.”

“Then he must’ve been after a different photographer.” Kermit said. “And the only other photographer here is…” Before Kermit could’ve finished, we all realized that the only reason the Green Goblin would show up at the Happiness Hotel was because of Lori.

“My god!” I muttered, just before I jumped from the table and headed out of the basement.

Ron: I gotta hand it to you Muppets. You guys really know how to handle a dramatic scene.

Kermit: Oh, we've had practice during the filming of The Muppets Take Manhattan.

I took the elevator up through several floors in the building, until I finally reached the one where Lori’s room was located. As soon as I came out of the elevator, I dashed quickly over to her door and knocked on it hastily; my mind was racing with several thoughts of what might’ve happened in there. “Lori! Are you alright?” When she didn’t respond, I became more alarmed than ever. “Lori! Open the door!” While I was trying to get my sister to respond by banging on the door, Kermit had arrived at the scene, with Gonzo, Fozzie, and Rizzo following him.

Once I gave up trying to get a response from Lori, I decided to just kick down the door with all of my might; after I accomplished that, what Kermit, Gonzo, Fozzie, Rizzo, and I saw next had confirmed our worst fears. Lori’s entire room had been completely wiped out; the walls, floors, furniture, and everything else were gone, leaving nothing but a view of the night skyline. The corners of the doorway that I was standing in were engulfed in flames, symbolizing the Goblin’s damages.

Kermit: Sheesh. This scene was a lot more dramatic than I remember.

MW: And the description of how ravaged the room was just adds on to the drama of the scene itself.

Mac: Wow. Bloo sure is missing on a lot of action here.

“Whoa!” Rizzo exclaimed. “I think Robo-Kitty took his job a little too far.” That’s when Scooter had shown up next to us, and when he saw what happened to what was once Lori’s apartment, he was beyond shocked.

“Oh, my gosh!” Scooter shouted. “Who did this?!”

“Do the words ‘Green’ and ‘Goblin’ answer your question there?” Rizzo replied.

“The Green Goblin?” Scooter uttered. “Well that explains why he’s calling right now.” I looked over at Scooter with a startled look, at the same time he looked up at me. “And he’s wanting to talk to you, Sean.” My worries were continuing to increase, as I asked several questions in my mind that regarded to the Goblin’s sudden call. I gazed at Kermit, Gonzo, Fozzie, and Rizzo, who were equally as worried as I was at that moment; I then headed down to the lobby to talk with the Goblin himself through the phone. Once I got there, I mustered all of the courage I had in me and let the words come out of my mouth and into the receiver.

Kermit: Did we ever find out how he got the Hotel's number?

MW: Well, you guys ARE in the book.

Kermit: Oh, yeah. I almost forgot.

“This is Sean Thomas speaking.” I said, and the sound of the Goblin’s wicked voice through the phone sent chills down my spine.

“You journalists at the Daily Bugle think you’re on top of the world, just because you have photos of Spider-Man!” The Goblin stated. “Well, how does it feel now that I’ve got one of own kind with me?”

MW: Whoops.

Frankie: "One of own kind"?

MW: Simple mistake.

Cast: Yeeeeeeah.

MW: I'm just glad Bloo wasn't here to notice that.

I swallowed hard, feeling as nervous as I was when I came face-to-face with the Goblin at the World Unity Festival, and I attempted to negotiate with him for the sake of Lori.

“Listen,” I told him, “I realize that you are angered by what the papers have been saying about you, but you must understand that neither Miss Thomas or anyone else on the staff meant to desecrate your name in any way whatsoever.”

“I’m not mad that you people made me look like a terrorist.” The Goblin remarked. “I’m actually flattered by it.” I was somewhat relieved to hear him say that, knowing there might’ve been a chance for Lori after all; but that’s until he stated, “It’s how you’re trying to frame Spider-Man that just ticks me off to the point where I just feel like killing someone!” The relief in me had abruptly disappeared, as I was once again desperately negotiating for Lori’s life.

Cast: Uhhhh-ohhhhh.

“Please.” I said. “You can’t kill her.”

“And why not?” He asked, with a bit of tension in his voice.

“Because she’s no longer part of the Bugle staff.” I rejoined, not sure if it would convince him any. “She lost it trying to get our boss, Jonah Jameson, to understand that Spider-Man is not a criminal. If you kill her, then you’d be murdering someone that is on your side.” I heard the Goblin’s wicked cackle come through the receiver, and I knew that my excuses weren’t good enough for the monster.

“Do you really think I care whether Spider-Man’s innocent or not?” He said, which confused me a little.

“B-But just a second ago…” The tone in the Goblin’s voice had suddenly changed from calm to hostile, as he immediately cut me off.

“He refused! I gave him the opportunity of a lifetime to run this city at my side, and what does he do? He spits in my face!” He bellowed, and what he said next really boggled my mind, “Well, it just so happens that we know his secret now, and we will destroy him by striking his heart! First…it was his greatest supporter…second…it was his family…and soon…it will be his love!” And by the time I opened my mouth to ask him a question, I heard a dial tone over the receiver, meaning that the Goblin had hung up and left me quivering over the thought that my sister might’ve been either alive or dead.

END OF CHAPTER FIVE

Kim: Wow. What a chilling end to another MARVELOUS chapter.

MW: Yep. This is the point of the story where things take a pretty dangerous turn.

Bloo:*comes back* What did I miss?

Mac: Another great scene with the Green Goblin in it.

Bloo: WHAT?!?! Awww, mannnn! I'm beginning to hate my intestines!

Frankie: Ewww, Bloo! That did NOT sound right!

Mac: Don't worry, Bloo. According to MW, the final chapter's going to be one of the best.

Bloo: Yeah....right.
 

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Chapter Six (Part One):

Bloo: Oh, no! This again? Haven't you tortured us enough with these two-parters?

MW: Chill, Bloo. This is the last one. Brace yourselves for one MARVELOUS climax!

Cast: Woo-hoo!!

The last thing that I wanted to do was give up hope that Lori might’ve still been alive somewhere, so I decided to go out on a non-stop search for her, with help from Kermit, Fozzie, and Gonzo. We spent the entire morning and afternoon searching every part of the New York area in Fozzie’s Studebaker, but there was no trace of Lori anywhere. Soon it was nightfall, and we were still on our desperate search for my sister, crossing the ever-popular Queensboro Bridge; I was still determined to find out where the Goblin was keeping Lori, but Kermit, Gonzo, and Fozzie were just about to give up.

Fozzie: That slow hunk of junk didn't really help us out that much.

Gonzo: Refresh me. Why didn't we take the Electric Mayhem's bus to search for her?

Kermit: Wow. Now that you've mention it, Gonzo...I can't remember.

Bloo: What about you, Mr. Author? Do you remember why you didn't take the bus instead?

MW: Writer's block on the driveway?

“Uh, Sean,” Kermit said, “I just want you to know that we’re with you all the way on your search for Lori. But…i-it is getting kind of late, and we should really get back home.” I didn’t want to hear Kermit tell me that, because I refused to let anything (including sleep) keep me from finding Lori.

MW: Should've put a sheep joke somewhere after that.

Kermit: Eh, it's still a cheap joke.

“We’ve been up and down the whole city.” Fozzie indicated.

“And we’ve even checked around the New Jersey area.” Gonzo added. “I still can’t believe the number of KFC’s they’ve got around those parts.” He quivered over the thought. “The insanity!”

Fozzie: Has Camilla ever stepped into a KFC restaurant?

Gonzo: Are you kidding?!?!

Fozzie: Did I forget to say "Wocka, Wocka"?

Gonzo: My darling cluck cringes every time she sees Colonel Sanders on television!!

Ron: I feel the same way about Bubbles the Chimp.

Kim: Ohhh. So that's why you rarely watch Michael Jackson videos or listen to his music.

Ron: He is one EVIL man, Kim!

“I’m sure the others will be willing to help us on our search tomorrow.” Kermit said.

“By tomorrow, my sister might not even be on this earth anymore!” I exclaimed, and I tried my best to calm myself down, after realizing how frantic I was. “You guys just gotta understand that I will stop at nothing to see that my sister makes it back home safely. I won’t eat or sleep, until I find her!”

“Well, you’re gonna have to eat.” Fozzie told me. “Otherwise, you’ll be nothing but skin and bones.”

“And getting your rest is a perfect way to rejuvenate yourself for the next day.” said Gonzo, and as much as I appreciated their advice, I still was not going to let anything stop me from continuing my search.

Kermit: I still can't get over how well you snuck those healthy tips into the story like that, MW.

MW: Ah, I had influence from those "Get Animated" commercials on Cartoon Network. Have to let kids that're reading this know it's important.

Bloo: Man, speaking of those commercials, I just hated the way they made me look in them. Like I'm really THAT lazy.

Mac: You ARE that lazy, Bloo.

Bloo: Oh, c'mon, Mac. You say that like it's a bad thing when I do it.

Meanwhile, Kermit was a little freaked by the “after school special” moment that Gonzo and Fozzie just had.

“That’s the last time I take you guys to Sesame Street.” Kermit told Gonzo & Fozzie.

Cast:*laughs*

MW: Favorite line in the whole story.

Kermit: And you wrote it. Nice job.

MW: Thank you. Thank you.

When we were halfway across the Queensboro Bridge, there was suddenly a tremendous explosion that erupted nearby, forcing every automobile that was crossing the bridge to come to an abrupt halt. Everyone jumped out of their vehicles and moved over to the side of the bridge, seeing how a nearby observation deck had been destroyed and was engulfed in flames. That explosion screwed up the machinery that was controlling a tram car filled with a group of innocent children and their two chaperones, causing the whole thing to fall towards the ground.

Kim: Oh, no!!!

Bloo: Oh, YES!!!!!!!

Frankie: Bloo! When will your bloodlust end?

Bloo: When the story does, Frankie.

“Oh, no!” cried Kermit, truly horrified, but that’s until a dark, flying figure appeared and snatched the loose cable that was connected to the tram, before it could’ve crashed. We all looked up at the flying figure, only to see that it was the dreaded Green Goblin, cackling into the night air.

Kim: Another typical villain gesture---cackling.

Ron: And, man, can he EVER cackle!!

Kermit: Here's where you show off your dramatic side, Sean.

MW: Oh, yeah.

“GOBLIN!!!” I yelled, furiously, and he stopped flying for a moment to look down at me, as I pointed at him viciously. “Where have you taken my sister?!?!”

“I seemed to have run into a bit of a misconception, Mr. Thomas!” said the Goblin, just before he flew over to the top of the Queensboro Bridge, where he grabbed a young woman that he kidnapped by the neck and held her over the edge, making her scream with terror.

Gonzo: There goes that screaming again.

Ron: OK. Which is worse? Mary-Jane's screaming or Goblin's cackling?

Cast: Mary-Jane's screaming!

For a second, I feared that it might’ve been Lori that he was holding up there; but, in fact, it turned out to be Peter Parker’s dearest friend, Mary Jane Watson, which was even worse! “You see, I had mistaken your sister for this fine redheaded specimen that Spider-Man seems to care for more than anybody else.” When he said that, two things raced across my mind: the mentioning of a relationship between Spider-Man and Mary Jane, and the way he referred to her as a “specimen.”

Kim: What is he now? A mad scientist?

MW: You don't know how half you're right, KP.

“Just let her and the children go, Goblin!” I demanded. “It’s Spider-Man that you want, remember?”

Frankie: So what're you now? His spokesman?

MW: Well, I had to get his mind off of Mary-Jane somehow.

Ron: That'll be pretty hard, considering Mary-Jane's so hot, sexy, and....

Kim: Hey!!!!

Ron: Shutting up.

“How true, Mr. Thomas! How true!” The Goblin remarked. “But, in order to bring Spider-Man to me, there has to be at least a couple of sacrifices!” The Goblin cackled even crazier than before, just as something soared high across the sky and swung in and out of the bridge’s structure and finally, after an amazing leap through midair, landed near the spot that the Green Goblin was located, with Mary Jane and the tram car’s cable still in his grasps.

Cast: SPIDER-MAN!!!!!!

“It’s Spider-Man!” indicated a citizen, and it was indeed the Amazing Spider-Man, who had arrived just in time. The Goblin told Spidey how much life was filled with choices and how choices always lead to consequences, whether they were good or bad; no one had any idea where he was going with this, until he told Spider-Man that he had the choice to save Mary Jane or rescue the tram full of children, before either one of them fell to their death.

Ron: Note that the villain is always going somewhere with his ranting, just before he causes utter chaos.

Kim: You've been paying too close attention to Drakken.

Ron: Hey, he might be evil, but you can learn from guy.

Everything broke out into complete chaos, when the Goblin suddenly dropped both of them at the exact same time, forcing Spider-Man to make one immediate rescue. He dived off the bridge and caught Mary Jane in the air; and as she was clutching onto him, he continued falling a few more feet before firing a web at the underbelly of the Queensboro Bridge and swinging under it to snatch the loose cable of the tram car with his free hand. Spider-Man literally had his hands full, with the tram cable in one hand and his web strand (which was beginning to snap away from the bridge’s underbelly, due to the massive weight capacity) in the other.

Mac: Man! Don't you wish you could just jump into the screen and help him out?

Bloo: Someone actually tried that once. This kid who got this magical ticket and...BOOM!....he was right in his favorite movie. I think the kid's name was Danny.

Mac: What was the movie called?

Bloo: Jack Slater Part Something...I can't remember.

Frankie: Bloo! That wasn't real. It was movie within a movie called "Last Action Hero."

Bloo: Whatever, Frankie. Live in your fantasy world all you want.

“He won’t make it!” Gonzo exclaimed.

“He will make it! Because he’s Spider-Man!” contradicted Fozzie, but I was beginning to believe that Gonzo was right and that Spider-Man wouldn’t be able to hold on for very long.

Fozzie: You chose Gonzo's side over mine?

MW: Well, it seemed possible at the time.

“Ahoy there!” shouted a voice, and we all looked across the river that ran under the bridge to see a barge moving towards it. The barge was the perfect place for Spider-Man to set the heavy tram car on top of the load of recycled trash that it was carrying. One of the men on the barge was speaking to Spider-Man through a megaphone. “Hang on! We’re coming to assist you!”

While the barge was approaching the bridge, Spider-Man had instructed Mary Jane to climb down to the tram car; after some hesitation, she started climbing off of Spider-Man’s body and down the cable, heading straight for the dangling tram car. But things began to take a turn for the worse, as the Green Goblin had gotten on his glider and rocketed over to Spider-Man, attempting to make Spidey lose his grip on the cable by repeatedly punching him hard in the face.

Frankie: HEY!!!!

Wilt: I'm sorry, but that Green Goblin is just wrong!

Bloo: Well, of course he is! He's a VILLAIN, people!

At one point, Spidey did lose control of the situation; but he was able to quickly get back on track, just in time for Mary Jane to finally reach the tram car.

Ron: Atta boy, Spidey! You hang in there!

Kim: Go, Spidey! Go!

Ron: Kim?

Kim: Hey, these comic book stories ARE fun!

“That Goblin punk is trying to kill Spider-Man, just for trying to save a bunch of kids!” One male citizen exclaimed. “That ain’t right!”

“It’s about time we showed his green butt that New York doesn’t take his kind here!” suggested a female citizen, and everyone else on the bridge shouted in agreement.

Kermit: Was that....

MW: No.

Kermit: Okay. Good.

“Then what’re we waitin’ for?” Kermit asked them. “Let’s help Spider-Man!”

“YEAH!!!” Everyone said in unison, and I watched the New York citizens as they were all led by Kermit, Fozzie, and Gonzo, gathering some food, tools, trash, and other materials. I had no idea what they were planning on doing, but while they were gathering those materials, I kept my eye on the Green Goblin, who suddenly had four long, dangerously sharp blades sprouting from the front of his glider.

“He’s gonna stab him!” I shouted, and the others joined me at the side of the bridge, also noticing how the Goblin was attempting to impale the glider’s blades into Spider-Man.

Kim: Whoa. This is going to be a bit TOO violent.

Bloo: COOL!!!!!!

Mac: Hey, Kermit. Why aren't you freaking out?

“Not if I can help it!” said Kermit, just before lunging an empty soda can at the Goblin and nailing him right on the head; that ruined the Goblin’s plans for stabbing Spider-Man. We all cheered for Kermit, while the Goblin flew past Spidey and halted his glider for a moment to turn around and look up at the heroic frog. “Yeah, I did it! And you wanna know something else? It’s guys like you that make it so hard to be green!!”

Kermit: THAT'S why!!!

Cast:*applauds* Alright, Kerm! Way to go, man!!!!

That’s when everyone threw their materials at the Green Goblin, overwhelming him to the point where he was forced to make a hasty retreat.

“Just remember, Goblin, if you mess with Spider-Man, you mess with New York!” Someone shouted.

“If mess with one of us, you mess with all of us!” Fozzie shouted.

Cast: Yeah! That's right! You tell 'em, Fozzie!

“Go back to Jersey with all the other weirdoes!!”

Cast: ????????

Gonzo: Couldn't you have thought of anything better?

MW: Hey, I thought it sounded good.

Gonzo: Of course you did. You're the author.

While they were all screaming obscene things at the retreating Goblin, I turned my attention back to the situation underneath the Queensboro Bridge just in time to see how Spider-Man was successful in setting the tram car down safely on the deck of the barge, saving Mary Jane and all of the children.

“Hey! He did it! He saved them!” I shouted, and everyone roared with applause for the Amazing Spider-Man, as he let go of the cable and took a moment to relax.

Cast: YAY, SPIDEY!!!!!

“Let’s hear it for the wall-crawler! YAY!!” cheered Kermit, but amid the cheering crowds of New Yorkers, I noticed how the Green Goblin had reappeared at the scene, whirling a long wire over his head. It didn’t take me long to realize that he was once again coming after Spider-Man.

Cast: OH, NO!!!!

“Spidey! LOOK OUT!!” I yelled, and he looked up at me, unaware that the Goblin was coming towards him again. Before he could’ve taken notice, the long wire was lassoed around Spider-Man’s waist, and he was hauled away from the underbelly of the Queensboro Bridge by the Green Goblin and his vicious glider. We all kept a close eye on the Spider-Man, as the Goblin flew him over to Roosevelt Island and threw his body right through the brick wall of an abandoned building. When the wall-crawler was out of our sights, we all got a bit concerned.

Cast: WHOA!!! FOUL MOVE!!!!

Mr. Herriman: NO CLASS! NO CLASS AT ALL, I SAY!!!!

“Where did he go?” asked Gonzo, and it was then that I suspected that the only reason the Goblin would put Spider-Man at Roosevelt Island was to probably keep him prisoner there, until he decided to execute him.

Ron: Are you sure it was Alcatraz and not Roosevelt?

Kim: Ron! Alcatraz is in San Francisco.

Ron: Then why is he keeping him prisoner there?

Fozzie: Wocka...Oh, forget it. I don't even know what's a joke anymore.

MW: Looks like my comic timing's even bad on commentary.

That, of course, led to my suspicion that he might’ve taken Lori there as well for the exact same reason (that, and the fact that we hadn't checked Roosevelt Island yet). Without a second thought, I dashed over to Fozzie’s Studebaker; but when I saw how it was blocked by several other cars, I knew I would never get to Roosevelt Island in time.

Fozzie: You wouldn't have gotten there on time if the cars DIDN'T block it.

“Does anyone have a car or something that I can use to get to Roosevelt Island?!” I queried, with panicky tone in my voice, and a rugged-looking guy tossed me his keys considerately.

“There ya go, bub.” He said, and he pointed at a nearby motorcycle. “It’ll get you there faster than anything else on this bridge.”

“Thank you, sir.” I remarked, running over to the motorcycle and climbing aboard it, while the rugged man added one more thing.

“Just be sure to leave it somewhere on R.I. where I’ll be able to find it, alright?” He stated, and I nodded in affirmation, as I placed the keys in the ignition and started up the motorcycle.

Mac: Was that who I think it was?

Bloo: Nah. It could've been.

MW: Hey, it is a MARVELOUS universe.

The people watched me as I rode down the crowded bridge, passing by several of their vehicles; once I reached the end of it, I journeyed down the road that led straight to the abandoned building where Spider-Man (and possibly Lori) was. When I got there, I parked the motorcycle outside and wandered into the ruins; as I searched for Spider-Man and Lori, I got a real good look at the inside.

The place was like something out of Evil Dead; it was dark, gloomy, and nothing in it had been repaired for sixteen years. There were cobwebs everywhere, dead grass and vines all over the ground and the old brick walls, and birds roaming in and out of the ruins.

MW: The Evil Dead reference was an obvious homage to the director of the actual Spider-Man movie this fanfic's based off of, Sam Raimi.

Kermit: And looking at that area, it's a GOOD reference.

Ron: That place would be so cool for touring, if it didn't look so freaky!

Kermit: I don't know how you could've gone down there, Sean. I mean, that is one REALLY scary place to be at night.

MW: Well, I had to save my sister and see if Spidey was alright.

Gonzo: It's funny how you talk like you were actually there, especially when just a moment ago you said that it's all JUST a story.

MW: Man, that IS funny. Wow! The power of imagination CAN take you places!

However, the one thing that caught my eye was Spider-Man crouching over the body of my sister, Lori Thomas.

Mac: There she is!

Bloo: And there goes the Spider-Man, too!

Kim: Oh, we're not gonna break out into song again, are we?

Eduardo: Yay! Senor Sean found her!

“Lori!” I shouted, and with my voice echoing throughout the ruins, Spider-Man noticed my sudden appearance and stood up straight. I ran up to him and noticed how certain parts of his outfit were tattered and showing more of the human skin underneath it and the upper left portion of his mask had been torn off, revealing a blue human eye and brown hair. At first I didn’t think much about it, since I’d always known there was a human under all of that spandex; but the blue eye and the brown hair looked very familiar to me.

Kim: Why does he look so familiar to you?

Bloo: Shhhh!!!! I'm trying to read here!!!

Kim: 'Scuse me.

“She’s still alive.” He said, referring to the battered and bruised Lori, who was lying down on the ground, totally unconscious. I knelt down over her body and placed my left hand over her throat to check for a pulse, and she definitely had one.

“We have to get her to a hospital.” I said, as I picked up Lori’s inert body and turned back to Spider-Man, whose head had suddenly faced another direction as if he heard something that my ordinary ears didn’t.

Wilt: Spider-Man has super-hearing?!

Ron: I think you've got your heroes crossed, MW. Now you're describing Daredevil.

“What’s the matter?” My question was soon answered when one of the Goblin’s pumpkin bombs dropped out of nowhere and bounced towards us.

Cast:*gasps* LOOK OUT!!!!!!!!

MW: Man! You guys are getting WAY too into this now!

“Run, Sean!!!” cried Spidey, and I did not think once about stopping to ask how he knew my name. I just ran away from him as fast as I could. Once I was about eleven feet away from him, the pumpkin bomb had violently exploded; I knew that it did, without even looking, because I felt the heat of the flames on my neck. I stopped my running when I heard Spider-Man letting out a frightening scream, which was followed by the sounds of several windows shattering and several brick walls crumbling.

Cast: OOOOHHHHH!!!!

Gonzo: I don't care how much pain one can take...THAT was painful!!!!

Kermit: Ohhhh. That didn't look good at all. T-This may get really bad.

MW: Hang in there, Kermit. It'll fly by really quick.

Kermit: T-That's a good idea. I-I-I'll just think of flies.

I looked down at the unconscious Lori and decided whether I should go see if Spider-Man was alright or just leave that area and get Lori to a hospital immediately.

Cast: GO SEE IF HE'S ALRIGHT!!!!

As I was making my decision, I heard the approaching sound of a familiar rocketing noise, and soon the Goblin had flown over my location, obviously going to kick Spidey’s butt some more. Knowing that it would be even more thoughtless to let our city’s only hero get killed by the green menace, I set Lori down in a safe place and went to the exact spot that the Green Goblin had found a horribly ravaged Spider-Man, whose mask had been further torn away to reveal the face of…Peter Parker?!

TO BE CONTINUED...

Cast: PETER PARKER?!?!?!?!?!

Bloo: THE GEEK WAS SPIDER-MAN THE WHOLE TIME?!?!?!?!?!

Kim: NO WONDER!!!!!!

Mac: LET'S NOT STOP NOW! WE WANT MORE, BABY!!!!!

Ron: MORE! MORE! MORE!

Cast: MORE! MORE! MORE! MORE! MORE!

MW: Gotta love the fans, man.
 

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Chapter Six (Part Two):

Bloo: Finally! Let's get on to the bloodfest!!

MW: Guys, remember now, it's....

Cast: WE DON'T CARE!!!

MW: Yep. They're ready.

Kermit/Gonzo/Fozzie: Ya think?!

Yes, it was true. It turned out that the young amateur photographer from the Daily Bugle was indeed the wall-crawling superhero. I wanted to think that it was some kind of hoax and that Peter was just imitating his idol; but, no…he was the real Spider-Man, and I could not believe it. I also couldn’t believe that he was still standing after having a pumpkin bomb explode right in his face, putting him in horrible shape.

Frankie: Oh, man! He is SO gonna get his butt kicked!!!

Mac: No, he's not! No, he's not! 'Cause he's Spider-Man!!!!!

From a safe distance, I watched Peter stand up and face the hellish demon that was the Green Goblin, with a dazed look on his face. After a few things were stated from the Goblin, regarding Peter’s refusal to join forces with him, the punishment ensued. The Goblin laid his first punch, which Peter was successful in blocking, but the Goblin caught him with one to his gut. A hard punch from the Goblin was about to come in contact with Peter’s face, until the youth ducked in time to leave the Goblin hitting nothing but a stone pillar, taking a huge chunk out of it.

Ron: Ohhh! Nice dodge, Spidey! NICE dodge!!!

Wilt: Bob and weave, baby! Bob and weave!!!

The Goblin kneed Peter hard in the face, and then he laid one of the most devastating punches across Peter’s face, which swung the kid’s head to the left and made a string of saliva fly out of his mouth.

Bloo: Oh, man!!! He just dislocated his jaw!!!!

Mac: No, he didn't! No, he didn't!!! That was just a "spit-punch"!!

Kim: "Spit-Punch"?!

Ron: I-It's a punch so hard that it makes spit come out of your mouth.

Kim: Ewwwww.

Bloo: Whatever, girlie. You obviously can't handle hardcore action.

Kim: Oh, I can handle hardcore action! GET HIM, SPIDER-MAN!!!!!!!!

After that, the Goblin unleashed one powerful uppercut, sending Peter falling backwards across the air and landing hard on the ground, a few feet from where the Goblin was standing. This whole fight was like something out of a kickboxing match!

Kermit: Goodness! I'm glad I wasn't in this scene! WAY too much violence for any regular Muppet to handle!

As the battered Peter got back to his feet, the Goblin somersaulted over the air and landed in front of him, bringing another hard punch across Peter’s face. I knew that one punch was even nastier than the other one, because when Peter’s head swung to the left again, his jaw swung even further and almost seemed to disconnect from his head! It was such a gruesome display! A kick to the face sent him falling back down again.

Kim: Wow! This Goblin is some fighter!

Eduardo: Oh! *covers eyes* Tell me when it is over! I cannot watch a hero lose!

But the Green Goblin wasn’t finished with him yet; he let out a fierce scream, as he attempted to kick Peter’s butt some more. That’s when Peter shook the cobwebs out of his head and fired a glob of webbing from his wrist at the Goblin, who knew that it was coming for his eyes again and caught it with his right arm.

Fozzie: Now that's redudant. You had him shake the cobwebs OUT of his head, before shooting webs OUT from his wrist.

While the Goblin was shaking the webbing off his arm, Peter fired a web strand and tried to swing over his adversary; but he found himself knocked back to the ground again, when the Goblin leaped high into the air and kicked him down. There were more devastating kicks and punches from the Goblin to Peter, while certain parts of the area were demolished in result of their battle.

Ron: Aw, man!!!

Mr. Herriman: Oh, dear.

MW: Gee, I might've gone too far in the description of this fight.

Kermit: MIGHT'VE?!?!

Frankie:*covers Mac's eyes* Don't watch, Mac. It's...It's not pretty.

Bloo: No...it's not. It's....BEAUTIFUL!! So much blood!!!

MW: Bloo, you're a perfect example why the people at front should check for I.D.'s, even for PG-13 movies.

Madame Foster:*chuckles* Oh, leave him alone, son. I've seen worse than this in other superhero flicks.

Frankie: You've been watchin' Blade again, haven't you, Grandma?

Madame Foster: For the thousandth time now! *laughs*

“STOP!!!” I shouted, unable to watch anymore of the inhuman brutality that the Goblin was unleashing on Peter. For a moment, the Goblin stopped beating Peter and turned to where I had been watching him; he must’ve not seen me as much of a threat, because he simply ignored me and went right back to killing Peter. But as the Goblin faced Peter, he found himself walking right into a giant spider web, courtesy of Peter Parker.

Cast: YEAH!!!!!!

With the Green Goblin’s attention focused on tearing down the spider web, Peter got to his feet and attempted to take him down. Unfortunately, the Goblin had succeeded in tearing down the spider web before Peter had the opportunity to annihilate him, and he kicked the boy in the chest, sending him falling back again.

Gonzo: You know, I don't think it helps when you refer to him as "boy".

Frankie: Oh, come on. He's barely even a MAN!

MW: Your view of him sure has changed, Frankie.

Frankie: That's before I found out he was really a typical, teenaged geek.

Then the Goblin, out of nowhere, jumped high into the air and used all of his body weight to send Peter’s body flying towards a brick wall and smacking against it hard!

“My god…he’s really destroying him.” I muttered, as I watched Peter fall on his stomach and his face dug deep into the ground; never in my life had I seen a human being undergo such brutal punishment like he had. The Goblin moved over to Peter and pinned his weak right arm to the ground, just as he tried to fire a web strand from it, and then he crouched down to put his ugly mug closer to Peter’s face.

“Had you not been so selfish, your little girlfriend’s death would have been quick and painless,” Goblin told Peter, “But now that you’ve really ticked me off, I’m gonna finish her nice and slow.”

Cast: Uhhhhhhh-ohhhhhhhh.

He then grabbed Peter by his neck and slammed his body against the brick wall again, while pulling out some kind of trident from his back. “M.J. and I…we’re gonna have one heck of a time!” And that’s when the Goblin attempted to impale the trident into the head of Peter Parker, until Peter’s hands shot up and grabbed the trident, desperately trying to keep it from going any further.

Wilt: I REALLY don't think he should've talked about his girlfriend like that.

Ron: Big mistake on Goblin part.

Kim: HUGE mistake!

But I believe that it was all of the things that the Goblin said he was going to do to his friend (Mary Jane Watson) that gave Peter Parker enough rage and strength to hurl both the trident and the Goblin away from him. The Green Goblin didn’t need a glider to fly as high as he did across the air, after Peter threw him; his body smacked against a weaker brick wall that was right across from the one Peter was near.

Cast: YEAAAHHH!!!!

Frankie: Yeah! Go for it, Spidey! KICK HIS BUTT!!!!

Kermit: You guys are no different from that wrestling crowd earlier on.

Peter fired two web strands from his wrists that connected to the Goblin’s legs and, with a simple yank, brought him down on his back; then he fired two more web strands at the brick wall itself and used all of his super strength to pull it down. While the Goblin was trying to get to his feet, he looked up in time to notice the brick wall that was coming down on him; as soon as it had made contact with his body and the ground, there was nothing left but a huge pile of bricks and a bulge where the Goblin’s fallen body should be.

Cast: WHOOOOAAAAA!!!!

Madame Foster: He turned that turkey into a pancake!!

Just when I thought I had heard the last of the Green Goblin, he suddenly emerged from the pile of bricks, with his entire helmet and suit hideously damaged from the tons of bricks that fell on him. If it wasn’t for the way his body was wobbling as he stood and the blood was pouring out of his helmet, I’d think he really was some kind of powerful demon; but it turned out that he was more human than I believed him to be.

MW: Wow. Looking at the ravaged Goblin, you'd feel a little sorry for him, wouldn't you?

Cast: NAH! TAKE HIM DOWN, SPIDEY!!!

Fozzie:*gasps* You people are ruthless!!!

Kim: And he's NOT?!?!

A wild scream had echoed throughout the ruins, just as Peter swung by and snatched the Goblin’s body from the pile of bricks, hurling him across the air and into a higher spot. The Goblin was again smacked against a brick wall, while Peter landed in front of him and unleashed some of his own powerful kicks and punches on his enemy. Some of the punches to the Goblin’s helmet put some serious dents in it and even shattered the yellow lenses on it, revealing his own human eyes.

Mac: Yeah!! Kick his butt!!

Bloo: TEAR HIS HEAD OFF!!!!!

Frankie: RIP OUT HIS HEART!!!!!!!

Kermit: Sheesh. What has happened to cartoons nowadays?!

“Peter! Wait! Stop! Please!” cried a voice, from underneath the demolished helmet, and it was totally different from the Goblin’s usual wicked voice. Peter, hearing how familiar the voice sounded to him, stopped his fighting and watched the Green Goblin as he took off his helmet to reveal his true identity: Norman Osborn! At that point, I had just about seen everything!

Cast: WHAT?!?!

Bloo: Wait a minute!! Why did he stop fighting?! Who IS this guy?!?!

Mac: It's Harry Osborn's dad, Bloo. He's the Green Goblin?!

Kim: Evidently so.

Frankie: Man! This is REALLY good!!!

Bloo: NO, IT'S NOT!! THIS IS STUPID!! SPIDER-MAN'S JUST SOME GEEK!! AND THE GREEN GOBLIN'S JUST SOME STUPID OLD MAN!! RIP-OFFFFF!!!!

Mac: Bloo. Shhhh! We're trying to read.

Bloo: Yeah, but....

Cast: SHHHH!!!!!

“Osborn?!” I exclaimed, from below on the spot that I was still standing in. “Why have you been masquerading as the Green Goblin?”

“I only wanted to prove to AeroQuest that the experiment could work!” He said. “It was the only way to avoid losing my job, my life, and everything that’s so dear to me, including my son, Harry!”

“What experiment?” I asked.

“An experiment of an enhanced chemical that increases human strength and intelligence; but something went horribly wrong, and I gained some new malevolent personality!” shouted Norman, seemingly frightened over the whole thing. “You have to understand…it was the Goblin that killed those board directors…it wasn’t me!” He then gazed over at Parker. “But…Thank God for you, Peter!”

Bloo: BOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!

Coco: Coco! Coco! *shoves popcorn bag into his mouth, shutting him up*

“You tried to kill Aunt May.” Peter said. “You tried to kill Mary Jane.” I realized that they were the “family” and “love” that the Goblin mentioned, when he spoke to me over the phone; Lori had to be one of the “supporters” that he was referring to.

Kim: Now it all makes so much sense.

Ron: See how cool comics are, KP? They've got all sorts of freaky plot twists.

“But not you. You saved me.” said Norman, calmly, as he stood up straight and acted sincere towards Peter. “Peter, please…I never meant to harm you or your Aunt May. I’ve shown nothing but kindness for you. Please…I’ve been like a father to you…be a son to me now.” Peter thought about what Norman had just said and made a careful decision.

“I have a father…his name was Ben Parker.” Peter stated. “And he taught one of the most vital lessons of life: ‘With great power comes great responsibility’.” After he said that, a very wicked look appeared on the face of Norman Osborn, signifying that he had gone into “Goblin Mode.”

Cast: Uh-oh!!!

“Godspeed, Spider-Man!” He said, and that’s when I heard that familiar rocketing noise once again and turned to see the Goblin’s glider coming towards Peter, with its sharp blades protruding again.

Cast: OH, NO!!!

Kermit: I thought we already got through the violent parts!!!!

MW: I just had one more up my sleeve. For those that have weak stomachs, you'd better close your eyes now. Viewer discretion is advised!

“Peter…” And before I could’ve said “Look out,” he flipped backwards across the air, barely avoiding the glider; he landed on a large mound of bricks nearby, while the glider was coming towards Norman instead. A very shocked expression was registered on Osborn’s face, as the glider tackled him and impaled the sharp blades right through his body and the brick wall behind him, pinning him against it.

Cast: OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MW: Told ya.

Bloo:*spits out popcorn bag* That right there made up for that ridiculous plot twist!!!

Fozzie: Ohhh...I think I'm gonna be sick.

Kermit: Me, too.

Gonzo: Oh, come on. You guys seen worse than that, whenever I do my dangerous stuns.

Fozzie: Yeah, except we never saw YOUR guts.

Gonzo: One day you will.

Frankie: Now I'M gonna be sick!

Peter and I watched in horror, as Norman Osborn spent his last seconds of life in pain and agony.

“Peter, don’t tell Harry.” said Norman, and those were the last words to come out of his mouth, just before he died right in front of us. Norman Osborn and the Green Goblin were no more.

Cast:*relax themselves after commentating the climatic sixth chapter*

Mac: Wow!!!

Bloo: You lost me for a second, MW. But you made it up with that great fatality.

MW:*shakes head and chuckles* When you're not on television, you guys are somethin' else, man.

Kermit: It'll be interesting to see how crazy they are, combined with us Muppets, in the third story.

MW: Well, here comes the epilogue.

Bloo: MORE ACTION!!!!!

MW: Oh, you poor, poor imaginary friend.
 

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Epilogue

A few weeks after the final battle that occurred between Spider-Man and the Green Goblin on both the Queensboro Bridge and Roosevelt Island, I attended the funeral of Norman Osborn, because I felt that his respects deserved to be paid. Though his Green Goblin persona made him do a lot of horrible things, he never really had any control over it, which pretty much made him innocent to the whole thing.

Bloo: A funeral?! *scoffs* I'm leaving this party. *walks off*

Frankie: Forget him. I think it's nice that giving Mr. Osborn a decent funeral for his unfortunate death.

Ron: Yeah. I mean, sure he was a diabolical villain, bent on taking over all of New York City. But he was a diabolical villain with heart.

Kermit: Boy, you people have REALLY changed your views after that last chapter.

Unfortunately, Osborn’s death made it on the front page of the Daily Bugle and told readers that Spider-Man was responsible for it, hurting his reputation even more. That bold move was what forced me to tell J. Jonah Jameson that I was quitting the Daily Bugle; I guess that meant two Thomases weren’t working in journalism ever again.

Frankie: Hey, I wouldn't blame ya. That jerk editor knew better than to blame Osborn's death on Spider-Man.

MW: Don't forget. That jerk editor will soon be YOUR boss.

Frankie:*scoffs* I don't care! I'll do the same thing if I find him getting out of late.

Bloo:*from outside* Bet you won't!

Frankie: SHUT UP!!!

The day before I had attended Norman Osborn’s funeral, I visited my sister (who, thanks to the doctors, was recovering from her injuries) at the Manhattan Clinic and told her all about my resigning from the Bugle. That really surprised her, knowing how much I loved being involved in journalism, but I simply told her that I could not go on writing lies about great men like Spider-Man. Lori was even more surprised when I told her that we were moving out of the Happiness Hotel and New York altogether, because we were going to start a new life elsewhere once she was released from the clinic. She happily agreed with my idea but was afraid what Kermit and the others would think of it; I assured her that they would understand.

Gonzo: Oh, we understood completely.

Fozzie: But it's still heartbreaking to see you go.

Kermit: You and Lori.

MW:*laughs* We'll be back in the third tale, guys.

Kermit: WE?!

Gonzo: You're bringing Lori back, too?!

MW: Yeah, why not? We had so much fun doing this one, I'll bring her back for the second AND third stories.

Kermit/Fozzie/Gonzo: MARVELOUS!!!

I was joined at Norman’s funeral by Kermit, Gonzo, and Fozzie, and I told them all about my plans to move out of New York. Like Lori, they were surprised by the concept at first, but when I told them that Lori and I would write back to them whenever we could, they felt a little better about it all.

“This has nothing to do with Mr. Osborn’s death, does it?” Kermit asked.

“In a way, it does.” I replied, and he, Fozzie, and Gonzo all looked down sadly. “But don’t worry, you guys, you’ll still have Peter, Mary Jane, Aunt May, and Harry to hang around with, while we’re gone.”

“Yeah, but…how will we know it’ll be the same?” Fozzie inquired.

Kim: Wow. Now I wish that you hadn't told everyone that, MW, because this part would seem a lot more emotional, with the thought of you and Lori never coming back.

MW: Whoops. Sorry.

Kim: So not the drama.

“Listen, I know for a fact that you guys had a far more interesting life before Lori and I came to town.” I stated. “I’ve got a feeling that once we’re out of Manhattan, things will be a lot more marvelous for you Muppets.” Hearing me say that brought a whole lot of confidence in Kermit, Fozzie, and Gonzo about my departure; I smiled at them, just as Harry Osborn approached me.

Ron: Don't ya just love it when one part of the story connects with the main title of the series.

Kim: Oh, you mean like whenever someone says my name altogether.

Ron: Exactly.

Wilt: We got that beat, too. Every time someone passes by the sign in front of our mansion.

Ron: Yeah! Right...Wait! You people live in a mansion?!?!

Wilt: What do you mean "you people"?

MW: Ohhhh, boy.

“Mr. Thomas?” He said, and I turned to face him, seeing the great deal of depression that he was going through after losing his father. “I just want you to know that I always believed everything that I read in the Bugle about Spider-Man. He is a criminal…and he deserves to pay for what he did to my father.” He said those things with such hatred and vengeance that I wanted to tell him there and then that he was only wasting his time; not just because Spidey was more powerful than he’ll ever be, but because the man he wanted to kill was actually his greatest and only friend in the world.

Mac: Wow. There goes that irony again.

Coco: Coco! Coco!

Wilt: Right, Coco. "And Karma!"

Kermit: With Harry declaring war on Spider-Man (a.k.a. Peter Parker), that third movie (and fanfic tale) should be a BIG one.

MW: You got that right.

“I’m glad you feel that way, Harry.” I lied. “But the truth is that I’m no longer part of their staff…I quit just yesterday.” He didn’t let that change the way he felt; instead, he just shook my hand and smiled.

“I wish you the best of luck then.” said Harry, and he looked over at Kermit, Fozzie, and Gonzo. “And I’ll be reading more about that murderer in future issues.”

Kermit: Never look a Muppet in the eye and say "murderer".

Fozzie: Yeah. It sends chills down our spine....if we had spines.

“Uh, yeah, sure.” uttered Kermit, and we watched the vengeful Harry as he walked over to the black Rolls Royce that he arrived in and left the cemetery. My gaze switched from the departing Rolls Royce to Peter Parker and Mary Jane Watson, who were standing nearby Peter’s uncle’s grave and sharing a passionate kiss.

Kim: Well, what do ya know...the geek gets the girl.

Ron: I, of course, made that popular after our first DCOM movie.

MW: Don't speak too soon. Look.

After saying something to her that seemed to have hurt her emotionally, he began heading out of the cemetery on foot; as he was walking away, Mary Jane had gone from being hurt to bewildered, placing her fingers on her lips and looking back at Peter questioningly.

Ron: Aww, man! That tanks! He gets a hot girl, and he then looses her after that! You gotta be kidding me!!

Kim: You gonna leave, too?

Ron: Not because of that. But because Rufus has to go to the bathroom again.

Kim: Ohhh, boy. I'll come with ya. *turns to MW and the others* Thanks for the commentary, everybody. It was really fun.

MW: Join us again for the Hulk/Muppets story.

Kim: We're so there!

Ron: And we're so outta here! *leaves with KP*

Frankie: We'd better go, too.

Mac: Yeah. We better find Bloo, before something REALLY irritating happens.

MW: Commentate with us again soon.

Foster's Gang: Sure thing! *leaves*

Fozzie: They're really going to miss out on one great closing.

MW: Ah, who ever stays for the closing credits anymore?

Even after I have left my former life in New York behind me, I always look back on the last story that I had done for the Daily Bugle, involving a hero that has done many great things for many people. Whenever there is someone in need of assistance or rescuing, he’ll be there to see that it gets done, because someone once told him that with great power comes great responsibility. Who is he? He’s Spider-Man!


THE END

MW/Kermit/Fozzie/Gonzo: YAY!!!! *applauds*

Kermit: Wow. For our first story, we sure did have a blast working on it.

Crazy Harry: DID SOMEONE SAY BLAST?!?! *blows up something*

Gonzo: Oh, come on, Harry!

Fozzie: Knock it off, will ya?!

Kermit: Yeah. We already had enough of that in the last few chapters.

MW: Well, despite that right there, I had fun commentating with you guys. And I really can't wait 'til the next two Spidey/Muppets stories.

Kermit: Neither can we. They're going to be....

MW/Kermit/Fozzie/Gonzo: MARVELOUS!!!!

MW: Thanks for reading, everybody! We still got more to come, so keep on with it!
 
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