His eyes flickered opened as he sat up in bed. His head went dizzy as the room spun. He had the same dream again. Nightmare. The day when his daughter got in a car accident. He sighed and laid back down. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
But he sees it all. He was in the car with her that day. He got injured but she flew out the car and he ran out and found her unconscious and bloody.
He dreamed of being at the waiting room. He sees the doctor telling him that she didn't make it.
He jolts awake and sighs. He sits up in bed as he hears a conversation in front of his bedroom door.
"He's been crying himself to sleep for the past month!" Fozzie said.
"I know, but he lost his daughter." Gonzo said looking at the frog's bedroom door.
Kermit laid in bed and began to weep.
"There he goes again." Fozzie said with a sigh.
"Fozzie he needs help." Gonzo said.
"He's okay Gonzo. He's just upset that his daughter died."
The two heard the door open and they saw the frog.
"Can you two talk somewhere else? I'm trying to sleep." Kermit said.
The bear and the whatever looked at his appearance. His depressed appearance to be exact. Dark bags under his eyes, tear stains, 5-day old pajamas. He was a wreck.
"Kermit.."
"Fozzie I said for you two to go because I'm trying to sleep!"
"We just heard you cry."
"I don't care." The frog walked back into his,messy,room and went back into bed.
He closed his eyes and saw the nightmare again. He woke up and stayed up. He looked at his clock. 2:38 pm. He moaned and looked out the window. Rain racing down his window as he laid his head against it and bawled.
"I need my little girl back." He cried.
Fozzie walked in and sat next to the frog.
"Kermit, I know it hurts to lose her but look at you. You haven't came out of your room in days and we are all starting to get worried about you!"
"Why bother."
"Kermit!"
"I don't care! I don't care at all Fozzie! All I want is my Baby back!!!!" He cried.
The bear sighed and grabbed the frog and hugged him as the frog began to bawl onto his fur.
"I miss her Fozzie." He cried.
"I know..now why don't you get out of this dirty, messy room and get cleaned up?"
Kermit shook his head and laid back in bed.
"Cmon Kermit."
"No!"
"Please!"
"I don't want to!" He cried and looked out the window.
Fozzie sighed and walked out of his room. Gonzo stood by the door.
"It's no use. He's miserable."
Gonzo sighed. "We gotta snap him out of it."
"But how Gonzo? He's depressed."
"So? Remember when Mandi was depressed?"
"Yeah?"
"We gotta cure Kermit like the way we cured her."
"But she's the reason why Kermit's depressed. She died!"
Gonzo sighed.
"I know."
The bear and the whatever sighed and walked downstairs.
Kermit stayed in his room and continued looking out the window as the rain raced down the window.
He bawled.
"'Mandi come back.."
