Hiya, I've edited this, just saying, because I thought it needed some improving.

"You can't be serious," Miss Piggy grumbled. "I've never been so humiliated."

"Quiet! She might hear you!" Walter insisted. "I think it's an awesome plan, we just have to put it into action. And that's where we need a fabulous actress!"

Everyone in the Muppets had agreed that Kermit's plan was absolute genius. So now, it needed some work.

"Oh, alright, fine."

Miss Piggy cleared her throat. "Oh help, whatever am I to do?" Her voice was flat, and uninteresting.

"Put some more effort into it," Walter said.

"Miss Umbreai, where are you? Have mercy upon moi! Moi is upset and very sorry!"

"Brilliant, Piggy!" Kermit said. "If that doesn't work, I don't know what will."

Para-para-para-para-paragraph!

Well, it kind of worked. Yami didn't believe it for a second, and Nimweh had her doubts, but she headed down there regardless, and Yami obediently followed.

"What's wrong?" she asked without an ounce of sympathy in her voice. "Did I dispose of your nutty nephews and your dippy dog?"

Little did Nimweh know that using the pieces of the broken statues, Scooter and Walter were secretly making a relic of her.

"Now, boys!"

They tipped the monument over and it shattered into pieces.

As Nimweh began to fade, she demanded furiously: "How did you know?"

"I thought I'd beat you at your own game," Kermit said with a triumphant smile.

Once Nimweh had vanished for good, there was a great cheer from the Muppets. But it died down as they realised, that nothing had happened.

"We're still here," Fozzie said unnecessarily.

"Wait! What's that thing?"

Robin pointed to a small thing crawling away.

Floyd picked it up by its tail. It was a rat.

"I think I smell a rat," he said.

With a flash, the rat transformed back into Yami's original form and flew away, as fast as cattily possible.

"It's him!" Kermit yelled. "The cat! He's the reason we're still here!"

Everyone looked at each other.

"GRAB HIM!"

I don't know if you've ever tried to catch a cat, but let me tell you, it's nearly impossible. They're small, speedy little things that run a mile even when you're nowhere near them and don't have any intentions.

But a flying cat was a different matter.

And an evil flying cat was an even more different matter.

Also, cats are usually nimble and agile, but Yami made it a point to knock over as many statues as he could, whilst running away from the frantic grab of the Muppets.

Dr Bunsen was the first to go (much to the relief of Beaker) then Dr Strangepork and Link Hogthrob.

After this having little effect, Yami fluttered over to the 'Extras' section and gave Mary's statue (Walter's sister-in-law) a deft kick, and much to Walter's despair, that was the last of her.

Rather enjoying his kill-a-thon, Yami then shattered the relic of Camilla.

Gonzo knew what that meant. He clutched Camilla tight, desperately.

"No, I won't let you go, Camilla!" he said fervently.

But Camilla clucked sorrowfully, and soon, Gonzo was hugging thin air.

Gonzo was about to rage his revenge on Yami, but soon Yami swooped down and sat beside one relic that made everyone halt in their tracks.

Miss Piggy's.

As Yami placed one paw on top of the statue and hissed threateningly, it was clear what he was saying.

'Come one step closer, and I smash this statue to the ground, killing your star on the spot.'

"No-one move," Kermit ordered. He glanced at Miss Piggy nervously. "We'll work this out, I promise, but we don't want to make this cat do anything drastic."

Yami looked proud and glorious. His expression said: Got you know, haven't I?

"This is why I hate cats," Rowlf grumbled.

"He's no cat," Walter said furiously. "He's a monster!"

"I don't care what he is," Miss Piggy interrupted. "Oh woe, moi cannot believe that I'm about to get brutally murdered by one of those stupid creatures that are afraid of water, dogs and fireworks!"

"Hey, wait!" Robin cried. "That's it! Miss Piggy, say that again, about what cats are afraid of."

"What, water?"

"No, the other one."

"Fireworks?"

"No, after that."

"Dogs?"

"That's it!" Robin looked at Kermit. "You know what I'm getting at, Unc."

"Sure do," Kermit replied with a grin. "Animal, you're about to get a new, cat-shaped chew toy!"

So with Animal the crazy dog (I think) in hand, Kermit faced Yami with a little more confidence.

"Alright Yami," he said. "Here's the deal. Step away from the relic, or things could get messy."

Yami backed away from Miss Piggy's statue meekly enough, but as he ascended, he accidently-on-purpose, nudged the relic, and it went tumbling off the edge.

Kermit wasn't having that. He instinctively darted forward and clasped the relic tightly to his chest, as if it were the real Miss Piggy.

While Yami silently flew away undetected.

"There he goes! Grab him!" someone yelled.

"This one's for Camilla!" Gonzo cried, and with a great leap, he seized hold of the escaping cat.

In his teeth, Yami was holding Nimweh's staff, but as Gonzo grabbed him, he dropped the staff and it clattered to the ground.

"It's the staff!" Scooter shouted. "Like in all those movies, the staff holds all the power! You have to break it!"

Kermit held the staff in two hands and cried: "This is for everyone else!" And he shattered the staff.

There was a blinding light and the Muppets disappeared.

I'm too tired to think of something clever to put here for a paragraph.

The theatre was dark, the stage they had landed on was hard and dusty, and the whole place was so deserted it looked like a haunted mansion.

But who cared? The Muppets were home. It was all over.

And boy did everybody know about it.

But just before Kermit could get up and recover from his whack to the head that he got when he thumped onto the stage, he saw the big, brown, furry, yellow-eyed figure of Sweetums peer at him in confusion.

"Hey," Sweetums said. "What did I miss?"

Just had to end on not only a joke, but a reference to another movie! I might upload one more chapter to this story tomorrow, but first I've got to go to bed! I'm so tired because I tried to break my record of writing three chapters in one day, and now it's ten past eleven, and I'm so tired, I don't know who I am anymore.

Night! xxx