Part XVII: Love Means Sometimes Saying You're Sorry

Everyone sat around the fire in the living room, warming themselves and drinking hot chocolate. Even in the desert, winter nights were bone-chilling. For a while no one made conversation. Piggy was perfectly content to just sit with all of her loved ones gathered around her. It was still so unreal. She was afraid if she spoke, the spell would be broken and the dream would suddenly end, leaving her alone again.

"Miss Piggy?" Fozzie leaned forward. "We should tell you why we're here."

Miss Piggy felt her heart catch in her throat. Oh, no. This was such a perfect moment, all of them here by the fire. She didn't want it to end.

"We want to get the gang back together."

Gonzo spoke up next. "That's right. Whether it's a television show or a theater show or doing movies, it doesn't matter. We belong together."

"Won't you join us, Miss Piggy?"

"Yeah, Piggy?"

"Pretty please?"

Miss Piggy looked around the room at them all. Then she broke out into hysterical, uncontrollable sobbing.

"Well," said Rowlf. "This wasn't quite the response we'd hoped for."

Scooter stepped forward and placed a hand on Piggy's shoulder. "Miss Piggy? Gosh, Miss Piggy, was it something we said?"

"I just … I just … " Piggy took a breath and calmed down a bit. "I was so horrible while director! I didn't mean to be. I … I just wanted everything to be right, just like Kermit would have wanted it. But still, I acted very badly. I cannot believe, after all that happened, you really want moi back."

"Of course we do," said Beauregard, smiling.

Everyone nodded vigorously.

Piggy felt so happy, she was afraid she might burst from the emotion. Then her heart fell. Kermit. Maybe the other Muppets had forgiven her, but there was no way Kermit would. Not after the things she'd said to him.

"No," she told everyone, shaking her head. "I'm sorry but I can't face Kermit again. And I won't stand in his way. He deserves to have all of you back in his life more than I do."

"But Kermit wants you to come back too," said Rowlf quickly.

Piggy stared at the dog in disbelief. "He does?"

Fozzie scratched his head. "He does?"

"Fozzie, play along," Gonzo whispered, elbowing the bear in the ribs for emphasis.

"Sure! Sure he does, Piggy. He's been saying so for ten years." Fozzie turned to the rest of the group. "Isn't that right?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Says so all the time."

"Fer sure."

Miss Piggy's face brightened. She jumped up. "All right. Let's go see Kermie, then!"

The gang all exchanged looks.

"Well." Fozzie took off his hat and cleared his throat. "There's the problem. We, uh, don't really know where Kermit is. Or how to find him."