A/N

So I got inspiration from learning that Deadly was lodging in the theatre attic, without the weirdoes knowing and the idea of him and a certain bad frog being friends led to this.

During a blustery and boring day in the studio, a certain thief goes looking for antics and instead ends up finding Deadly in the attic so decides to befriend him, and a curious friendship begins much to the dismay of Kermit and the otners

It was a cold, blustery January day or morning, and Deadly was in his little home in the attic of the new studio, plus nobody even Kermit and his friends woukd care, if he was up here or not, except for his twin brother Dudley who was Piggy's husband but was wrapped up in a purple blanket drinking warm tea since coffee was like alcohol to him.

"They wouldn't want me aroubd, but it's alright since I did this in their precious theatre." Deadly muttered.

The so called Phantom of the Muppets foubd it hard to make friends, despite what Dudley said so had given up on the whole concept of being social but humming softly to himself, unaware Dudley could hear him, along with Constantine who was very curious about what was making that humming noise.

"Good frog won't mind, if I go up there, plus it's a mystery to solve." he told himself, pulling the ladder that led to the attic down.

Carefully, he climbed up with ease using his skills hearing the humming turn to singing, teaching the attic impressed by what was up here exploring not letting the dust bother him.

"He-lo whatever, or whoever you are, show yourself!" he called out, hearing soft hisses.

"How did you get up here?" Constantine heard a ysterious voice ask, as it sounded familia seeing candles flicker.

He realised who it was, wondering if the others knew he was up here all alone, unsure what to do.

"No they don't, and they probably don't care." Deadly told him, making Constantine get it.

He'd heard of this mysterious phantom of the Muppets, and admired his antics that had bothered the others, making him grin a little surprising Deadly making him wonder who would be like this and seeing the mole on Constantine's lip, made Deadly get who this guy was

"Well, well Cnstantine, what brings you to my attic dwelling?" Deadly said, his face hidden behind his mask avoiding eye contact making the Bad Frog get it, as he was like that too.

"I was just curious, plus I have heard about you, but for somebody who made my cousin jump, why're you shy?" Constantine asked.

"I-I just am, alright?" Deadly said, with his eyes closed, making Constantine get it having Aspergers himself, wanting to get to know Deadly.

Kermit was very worried, because he hadn't heard or seen Constantine in a while, hoping he was not causing mischief, seeing Sam curious too, hearing noises from the attic, making them jump a little wondering if Constantine was up there, making Dudley sigh knowing who else was up there and hoping Deadly wasn't giving him trouble, remembering his twin brother was shy.

They then saw Constantine show up, wondering what he was up to, seeing him carrying a platter of food, making Kermit shake his head, seeing his mischievous cousin pull down the ladder of the attic and climbing up with ease.

"Kermit, don't adk questions, you don't want answered alright?" Dudley said.

"Dudley, don't do that!" Kermit said sounding freaked a little.

Dudley went to feed Gloria Stefan his pet penguin, but Kermit hoped Constantine wasn't keeping or hiding a pet up there, or a bat up there making the others confused until organ music made them surprisec.

"Deadly's up there, just great!" Sam said, covering his ears.

"Yeah, but Constantine is up there, so maybe they're hanging out." Kermit told them.

"You remember what Deadly did laśt time, lodging in our old studio?" Scooter said.

"Yes, but he's being quiet so I guess we should let them be." Dudley said.

He hoped, that maybe his brotjer had made a friend in Constantine, which woukd be a good thing, for not just Deadly but Kermit and the others too.

Dudley knew his brother was misunderstood, so was wanting to make him some special tea, like they drank back home in the Lanyrinth hoping Deadly would not set off the fire alarms after it, because it made him do smoke rings.