A couple of years have passed since we left our slightly unusual friends to their day-to-day businesses. Life for them is fairly normal, which is largely due to the fact that Kermit married Detective Mills. Nothing curbs homicidal intents better than having a detective in the house.
Detective Mills, Wendy, who got to know Kermit quite well during the various stages of the investigation and trial, first thought that Kermit was quite charming. She was surprised to find out that Kermit was also the funniest guy she had ever met.
Riddick stayed as Kermit's bodyguard, although he has become more of a general security guard, keeping the staff in order, so they won't bother Kermit with their petty arguments.
Miss Piggy has felt a bit constrained in her self-expression since Kermit's marriage, but her therapist has managed to convince her that it will pass once she learns to control her anger. According to the therapist, she should also learn to control her sugar intake as that could calm down her temper considerably.
Chef has continued his life as usual, pretending not to understand anybody. Although his life is much more interesting now that Riddick knows his secret and they can talk about things when no one else is around. Chef has also another secret. He hasn't told anybody what he knows about Miss Piggy. The affair ended when he found out what she had done, but fortunately Miss Piggy was too self-absorbed to even try to find out why.
Kitty and Orlock are still friends, planning mischief often, but executing less of it due to Riddick's constant vigilance. Piglet left, because he had had enough of all the trouble Kitty was getting him into.
Chase has been out of town for a long time, but has now come back, much to Kitty's distaste. Their relationship has always been a strenuous one and Kitty would have preferred to have at least a few hundred miles between them as they seemed to get along much better that way.
Holmes retired and is concentrating on his violin and opi... opera recordings. He has become a very bitter man, because he thinks it was Watson's fault they both got kicked out. Watson did not make enough money through his not so legal dealings and has to stay and listen Holmes bickering day in, day out. Lately, he has started to gain a lot more insight to the homicidal thoughts of the criminals he has helped Holmes to catch in the past.
Fozzie is still a police officer and has proven to be quite good at his job. As his boss says, "anyone will surrender when he starts telling those jokes of his." Fozzie is currently being trained to become a hostage negotiator.
So, Kermit is content with his married life and everything is going nicely, but as we know, nothing lasts forever... Peggy: Hello Kermit. Remember me? We met a couple of years ago. You had a party and I was there with some of my friends. Kermit: You look vaguely familiar. Peggy: Good. There's something we need to talk about. Kermit: We've met once. What can there be to talk about?
Peggy: Him. Kermit: No! Oh no. Peggy: Oh yes. His name is Jack.
Kermit: What do you want? Peggy: I've got four other kids and things aren't going very well. I need you to take care of him. Kermit: Why are you dumping him? Why not one of the others? Peggy: First, he's the one whose father I know for certain. Second, my other kids are not green, so it doesn't show so clearly that they don't have the same father.
Wendy: What's going on? Kermit: Darling, we may have a little problem here... Peggy: There's no problem. He's your son, you take care of him from now on. Wendy: Son? When did this happen? And why didn't I know about this? Kermit: I just found out myself.
Riddick: Peggy, I couldn't help hearing what you said in there. About those other kids... Peggy: Relax, none of them is yours. Believe me, I've become very good at eliminating candidates. - It's a pity, really. I mean, purely genetically speaking... You don't know what I'm talking about, do you? Never mind, forget I said anything.
Riddick: I also heard you say things weren't good. Anything I can do? Peggy: No, not really, but thanks anyway. I got to go now. - Actually... there is something you could do. Riddick: Yes? Peggy: Keep an eye on Jack, will you?
Kermit: Darling, are you mad at me? Wendy: No. It happened before we had even met. Of course the situation is maddening, but it's not all your fault. And as I promised, "for better or for worse." Who knows, maybe this turns out not to be worse, although it does seem like that right now.
Riddick: Welcome to the club, kid. Come on, there's someone I'd like you to meet while your dad is recovering.
Riddick: Hi Max. Say hello to our new friend, Jack. Orlock: Where did he come from? Riddick: Look at the color. Kitty: He's Kermit's son. I happened to hear it while I was passing an open door. Riddick: Eavesdropping, you mean. Kitty: Wasn't that what you were doing? Riddick: And how would you know?
Kitty: OK, he's gone. Let's continue. Orlock: I don't like this. What if Chef comes? Kitty: So what? What can he do? Shout something unintelligible and wave a spatula? I know a lot of things more terrifying than that. Orlock: Like a cleaver, for instance. Kitty: Don't start that again. Help me get up there instead.
Orlock: Be careful. Kitty: I'm always careful. Oops!