"What happened?" Rizzo asked.
"He said goodbye, he kissed me, locked himself in his room and shot himself." Piggy bawled.
The rat hugged Piggy. "He's gonna be fine."
"Why did I have to hurt him?"
"You didn't mean to..."
Then, the doctor showed up. "He's barely alive and lost a lot of blood. He may not make it."
Piggy frozed. Rizzo's jaw dropped.
"This is all my fault!" The pig said.
"He's awake but very weak and suffering pain. You may go see him." The doctor said.
Piggy and Rizzo walked to the room. They saw Kermit, all pale, weak. He had a oxygen mask to help him breathe.
"Kermit?" Piggy asked.
"Why...did..you...save me?" The frog said in a weak tone.
"Because I can't let you go."
"I..thought..you..would..be happy..if..I died." He said.
"No Kermit. I would never be happy if you died."
"Well...now..I am." He said.
Piggy got on her knees and grabbed the dying frog's hand. She started to tear up.
"I'll miss you."
"Like...if..I care."
"But you should."
"Then...why...did...we...leave...each other?" He asked.
"I don't know but that doesn't mean I hate you." Piggy said.
Kermit slowly grabbed her hand.
"I'll...miss...you....." Kermit said faintly.
Beeeeeepppppppp.
"Oh no!" Rizzo yelled. "We need a doctor!"
Piggy started sobbing. "NO! KERMIT!"
The frog was gone.
