"Elmo, we have reason to believe you are responsible for the recent murders." The policemen who had forced their way through the red muppets home said.
"But.. I could never! I'm just a uh.. A puppet! Yeah! I've done nothing, ask Big Bird." the orange nosed muppet said hurriedly as the cops chained his hands with the hand-cuffs they wielded. "I still have to entertain my fans, I'm still a major actor and producer!" Elmo's cries however, were ignored by the policemen.
Now the poor muppet was in a courtroom, accused "guilty" of crimes he would never think to commit. If it weren't for the fact that Elmo were a muppet, maybe he would be balling his eyes out. He had wished that he could have at least a minute more of time to get a good lawyer, however, he got a man who always talks about octagons.
The same guy who came on the show with him to teach kids about octagons in daily life. The same guy who had no education or learning experience about being an attorney. The same guy who purposefully let him down to take over the entire show to turn it into nothing but octagons.
Elmo began to get dragged out of the courtroom and into a cop car, it was hard to see out the windows since right next to them was another cop car. He had assumed that there were many surrounding the one he was in, probably to make sure he didn't escape.
