The Super Goofs!

[Super Scooter]

Chapter Six

Frog Boss opened his eyes to find that he couldn’t see anything. His eyes had been covered, and he could only make out the pink polka dot pattern of his blindfold.

“Fozzie?" he asked nervously. “Why is your tie on my face?"

“How’d he know it was mine?" he heard a familiar, somewhat nasal voice ask.

Frog Boss tried to stand, but found that he had been tied to a chair. What is going on? he thought as he struggled to wiggle free. His movements got him nowhere, only out of breath. He jerked his whole body around, trying to loosen the ropes, but all that happened was his chair toppled over.

Frog Boss sensed someone approach him. Then he felt the chair being lifted back up.

“I’m sorry about all this, Ker- uh, Frog Boss," that familiar, nasal voice said. “But you are the bad guy.”

“The who?" Frog Boss asked, confused.

“Well, actually, I don’t really think I’m supposed to be talking to you right now.”

“Can’t you at least take the tie off my face? It’s very uncomfortable.”

“Um… I guess I could do that. But don’t tell anybody!"

“Uh, sure," said Frog Boss, positive the others would notice anyway, but still eager to have his sight back.

As the tie was removed from his face, Frog Boss saw Bearman placing the tie back around his own neck and smiling at him. Frog Boss looked around at the super secret lair.

“Hey," he said, “isn’t this the boiler room?"

“Oh, no!" Bearman exclaimed, hiding his face with his hand. “He knows the location of our super secret lair!" He sighed.

“Er, Fozzie?"

“Yes, Frog Boss?" Bearman looked back up at the frog.

Frog Boss scrunched up his face. “You know my name, Fozzie!"

“Oh, but I didn’t want to give away your…” Bearman looked around quickly, then whispered, “… secret identity!"

“My secret what?"

“Um…” he scratched his head. “Identity?"

Frog Boss let out an exasperated sigh, shook his head and said, “What is going on around here?"

“Why don’t you tell us, Mr. Frog Boss!" said Super Gofer as he marched toward the frog. “If that is, in fact, your real name!"

“Er, actually, it is not, in fact, my real name.”

“Oh. Right.” Super Gofer scratched his head, unsure of what he should say next.

“Would somebody please tell me what is going on?" Frog Boss shouted.

“Well, we’re not really sure ourselves," Super Gofer explained. “We’re kinda new at this whole interrogation thing.”

Frog Boss looked past the gofer to see the four remaining Super Goofs were gathered around on the floor playing jacks.

“I see what ya mean," the frog said as he turned back to Super Gofer. “Uh, if that’s the case, why don’t you just let me go?"

“Oh, we can’t do that either.”

Frog Boss was getting mad. “You’d better do that!" he demanded. “When I get outta here, you’re gonna…” He struggled in the ropes. “You’re gonna…” He tugged and twisted everyway, trying to break free, but he still couldn’t. “You’re gonna let me go, ‘cause I can’t get myself outta here.”

“Well, it’s not that we wouldn’t let you go," the gofer explained, “we really can’t!"

“Yeah," Bearman added. “We can’t remember if we used the Windsor knot or a sailor’s hitch.”

“Yeesh!" Frog Boss scrunched up his face and shook his head. “It would be nice if someone could explain to me what’s going on around here!"

“Well, Mr. Frog Boss," came the voice of a shadowy figure standing in the doorway, “ju should know what is the goings ons around here.”

“Hey," said the Whatever, looking up from his game, “that’s the voice of the super secret commissioner!"

“I thought he always used the super secret Goof phone," said Super Rat.

“Well, sometimes he uses the super secret intercom, too.”

“Enough of this!" the super secret commissioner shouted. “Ju!" He pointed at Frog Boss. “Ju stole the monies, okay!"

“What? I never stole anything in my life!" Frog Boss tried to defend himself, but the super secret commissioner wasn’t buying it.

“Ju expect me to believe that? Ju have the guilts written all over jour face, okay!"

Link looked up to see if the word “guilt” actually was written on Frog Boss’ face, but it really wasn’t (of course), so Link lost interest and went back to the game of jacks.

“You know you shouldn’t steal!" Bearman scolded Frog Boss.

“I didn’t steal anything, Fozzie!"

“Ju stole all of the Super Goofs’ fundings, okay!" the super secret commissioner accused Frog Boss.

“Wait a minute," Frog Boss thought about it. “You’re the Super Goofs?"

“Who’d ju think they were? The Incredibles, okay?"

“You’re the Super Goofs!" Frog Boss was happy to learn this. “I didn’t steal your funding!"

“You didn’t?" the Super Goofs asked, stunned.

“Of course not!"

“Well, then… who did?" asked Super Gofer.

“Er, well, that might take some explaining.” And it did. A lot of it. Rather than have Frog Boss ramble off a lengthy explanation (which he did), and write down everything he said (which I won’t), the basic gist of the story was that there wasn’t any room in the Muppet Theater’s budget to support a team of superheroes, especially after a certain Pepe the King Prawn had a mandatory private spa added to his contract.

“This is an outrage, okay!" the super secret commissioner shouted. “There is no way he is telling the truths!"

“I’m sure he is telling the truth, super secret commissioner," Bearman said.

“Fine! If ju will not take care of him, then I will, okay!"

The super secret commissioner stepped into the light to reveal that he was…

“Pepe?" the Super Goofs all said at once.

“Jes?"

“You stole the Super Goofs’ funding!" Super Gofer stated. All of the Super Goofs began slowly walking toward the now fearful king prawn.

“No, not exactly, okay!"

“You made us accuse Kermit of doing what you did!" Bearman said, upset.

“This ju cannot prove, okay.”

“You made us wear these ridiculous outfits!" Super Rat added, furious.

“You don’t like these?" asked the Whatever. “I think they’re great!"

“Don’t you think they’re a little uncomfortable?"

“Shouldn’t they be?"

The Goofs continued to march toward Pepe, who was backing away very slowly.

“Ju know something? I just remembered I have to be somewheres. Adios amigos!"

Pepe ran off just as quickly as he possibly could.

“Get him!" Super Gofer shouted. The Super Goofs took off after Pepe to continue their misguided adventures!

Unfortunately, they also left behind one frustrated, tied-up frog.

“Um, guys? … Hello? … A little help here? … Scooter? … Fozzie? … Yeesh!"

 

[JEANYLASER]

I can't hardly wait to find out what going to happend next in the next chapter! And more suspence!

 

[Super Scooter]

There's still (at least) 3 more chapters to this adventure... and who knows if the Super Goofs will have another?

 

[theprawncracker]

HAHA! Again! Another spectacular chapter! I loved Pepe! Soooo funny and perfectly in character! Great stuff! Can't wait for more!

 

[JEANYLASER]

Yeah! me too! i love this story! and also more suspense!

 

[Super Scooter]

Chapter Seven

Pepe ran as fast as he could across the stage of the Muppet Theater. The Super Goofs, who had tripped over each other a few times, were about ten feet behind him.

“Ju’ll never catch me alive!" Pepe shouted to the Goofs. “But if ju are going to catch me, please make sure that I am alive, okay.”

Pepe suddenly stopped at center stage. The Super Goofs screeched to a halt behind him.

“Wait, wait, wait!" Pepe managed to say, though he was out of breath. “I gotta… I gotta stop for just two minutes, okay! Dios mio, I’m out of shape!"

“Oh, no problem!" Bearman happily told the prawn. “Take all the time you need.”

“Yes, we’ll wait," Link agreed, hoping to stay out of danger and hoping to catch his breath as well.

The Super Goofs, being that they were actually super goofs, all waited patiently for Pepe to let them know when they could continue their chase. Super Gofer would have said something to rally his “troops” to capture Pepe at this time, since it obviously would have been the best time to do so, but the others were so eager to take a break that he decided it would be no problem.

It was a problem, of course, because Pepe wasn’t really out of breath, and took this opportunity to try and escape.

“I tricked ju! I tricked ju!" he laughingly stated. “I can’t believe ju fell for this, okay!"

“Drat!" Super Gofer snapped his fingers. “We missed our chance!"

Of course, Pepe’s little prawn legs were so tiny it took what seemed to be an eternity for him to cross the stage, so the Super Goofs technically could have caught up to him, but please, don’t let them know that we know that. They mean well.

“Oh, what are we going to do now?" Bearman whined.

“I know what to do!" the Fish Flinger said eagerly.

“If only we had some sort of idea," the Whatever said trying to think of one.

“I know what to do!" the Fish Flinger was growing impatient.

“We need to act fast," said Super Gofer, “and we need a plan!"

The Fish Flinger grabbed Super Gofer by his cape and pulled the gofer to him. “I already have one," the Fish Flinger stated simply.

Super Gofer barely squeaked out an “Okay.”

The Fish Flinger set Super Gofer down and got ready to go into action. He cracked his knuckles quickly then worked out any kinks in his neck so he was completely loose. He threw his cape over his shoulder and pulled out a large fish. He kissed the fish lightly on its forehead (do fish have foreheads? I suppose so).

“Wanda," he said happily, “make me proud!"

He stood in a perfect fish throwing stance as only a true fish thrower could. He held Wanda firmly between his thumb and index fingers. He threw that fish just as hard as he could… and hit Pepe square between the shoulders! Pepe fell off the stage and right into one of the tubas in the orchestra pit below.

The Super Goofs all celebrated! Balloons and confetti and streamers fell from the ceiling! Where they came from I’ll never know, but who cares? It was a party all the same! The Super Goofs all exchanged congratulations, especially with the Fish Flinger.

“Fish Flinger," Super Gofer said to his friend, placing an arm on his shoulder, “that was just great!”

“Thanks, Mr. Gofer! But all congratulations to my boomerang fish, Wanda.” Wanda went flying back to her owner, as a boomerang fish should, and landed right in the palm of his hand. “Hey! That’s the first time I ever actually caught one again!" The Fish Flinger couldn’t help but laugh.

“So, uh, what do we do now?" Bearman asked.

“Quick, men!" Super Gofer spoke up. “To the super secret lair! We have a frog to untie!"

“To the super secret lair!" the Super Goofs echoed the gofer’s command and then ran off to rescue Frog Boss.

 

[JEANYLASER]

I can't wait to read more suspense!

 

[theprawncracker]

Haha! Lew gets his big scene! Fantastic! Great descripts of his throwing the fish, and you write Pepe very, very well! More please!

 

[JEANYLASER]

I want to read more please! And also more suspense!

 

[Super Scooter]

Chapter Eight

As the Super Goofs made their way backstage, they discovered that Frog Boss had already been untied and was waiting for their return.

“Frog Boss!” Super Gofer said, surprised to see him. “How did you get out?”

Frog Boss shrugged. “Lazy writing.”

Bearman rushed up to Frog Boss and wrapped his arms around him. “Frog Boss!” he said happily. “I’m so glad you’re okay!”

The frog’s face was buried in fur due to Bearman’s embrace, and so he was unable to say anything in response (let alone breath). He finally managed to pull himself away from the bear long enough to say, “Er, you can call me Kermit.”

“Oh. Right, Kermit. I’m sorry.” Bearman released Kermit.

“So, uh, did you catch up to Pepe?” Kermit asked, rubbing his neck.

“We sure did, boss!” said Super Gofer with a pump of the fist. "And you won't have to worry about him anymore!"

“Yeah,” the Fish Flinger chimed in, “I used my boomerang fish!”

“Er,” Kermit said as he wrinkled his nose (or rather the area on his face that would normally provide a home for one’s nose), “it’s nice to know they’re good for something. Thanks, guys.”

Kermit walked over to his desk and started riffling through bills as he did in chapter five. He acted as if nothing had happened, and because of this, the Super Goofs felt as if they’d been snubbed. It wasn’t that they were expecting more from Kermit as far as thanks was concerned; after all, they were only doing what superheroes are supposed to do. But there was still one issue that had been left unresolved.

“Kermit?” asked Super Gofer as he approached the frog. “What’s going to happen to the Super Goofs? Are we going to have the money to continue on?”

Kermit shifted a bit and cleared his throat. “Er, frankly, Scooter,” he said, “I don’t think so.”

The Super Goofs gasped in horror. “But, Kermit,” Bearman asked, “why?”

“Well, don’t get me wrong,” Kermit tried to explain, “I’m very grateful for what you did with Pepe. A private spa is one thing we don’t need to be paying for. But… well… you’re not superheroes.”

“We’re not?” Link asked, positive he must have flown once. He did wear a cape, after all, so it was only logical that he must have.

“Well, Kermit,” Super Gofer said, “we were trying to put together an act for the show.” He shrugged. “Maybe we got a little carried away, but we really thought a group of superheroes would make a great skit!”

The Super Goofs all nodded in agreement.

“I don’t know, Scooter,” Kermit said as he scratched his head, unsure of what to do. “I mean, it is a little silly, isn’t it?”

“Silly?” the Whatever exclaimed. “It’ll be ridiculous!”

“And that’s why it’s gonna work!” The gofer nodded, knowing it was a sure thing.

“Well…” Kermit said, still thinking about it.

The Super Goofs awaited his answer, drawing close to Kermit in anticipation. A crowd of Muppets including Bean Bunny, the Swedish Chef, Pops and Rowlf gathered around, all waiting on Kermit.

“Even if it did work,” he finally said, reluctantly, “we just don’t have the money for another act in the show. There’s just nothing in the budget for it!”

The Super Goofs lowered their heads in silence, almost mourning the end of their troupe.

“Kermit?” Bearman said quietly, placing his hand on the frog’s shoulder. “Will this help?” He took the small coin Bean Bunny had given him (remember when that happened?) out from within his cape and handed it to Kermit.

As Kermit looked down at the small, shiny coin and saw his reflection glaring back at himself in it, he knew what he had to do, no matter what the cost. A smile crept across his face. He shook his head with a slight chuckle, sighed and looked up at Bearman.

“Do you really think it’ll work?”

Bearman gave Kermit a playful punch to the arm. “Trust me,” he said with confidence.

"And there's more where that came from!" Bean Bunny said cheerfully. "That is, if everyone's just willing to put a little bit towards supporting the Super Goofs!"

The other Muppets looked around a bit, uncomfortable with the suggestion, but they all eventually agreed to help out some.

“… Okay,” said Kermit. “You win.”

The Muppets all shouted “Hooray!” and celebrated the Super Goofs’ victory.

“Wait a minute, gang!” Kermit quieted the crowd. “When do you expect your act to go on? The show’s already planned for the next month!”

“Yorskee der, de um ber de shoo, der chop-chopen de acken,” said the Swedish Chef.

“Oh, wow, really?” the Whatever said to the Chef, excited. “That’s fantastic!”

“What’d he say?” Super Rat asked.

“He said that because of all we did for him, we could take his spot in the next show!”

“Cool! I knew there was a reason for that chapter!”

“Okay, guys,” said Kermit. “You can be in tonight’s show!”

The Super Goofs celebrated! Together with all the Muppets, they danced around the room happily, looking forward to their act with glee.