Author's Note: For those of you who are about to read this story, you might want to add some music to make the story look like an actual movie.
For this first chapter, I recommend playing the intro music for "Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends."
Female Narrator: Once upon a time, there was a Victorian mansion that goes by the name of "Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends," where beloved creations are given a second chance.
Male Narrator: The house had a frequent visitor by the name of Mac, whose imaginary friend is named Blooregard Q. Kazoo...
Brooke Page: Or Bloo for short.
Female Narrator:The first time Mac & Bloo visited Foster's, Mac made a deal, promising to visit Bloo every day so he won't ever be adopted.
Brooke: But besides Bloo, there are other friends Mac pals around with...
Male Narrator: Including Wilt, a tall basketball-player-like imaginary friend with a crooked eye and short arm...
Female Narrator: Eduardo, a purple hairy beast who's scared of almost anything
Male Narrator: And Coco, a weird-looking bird who only says her name.
Female Narrator: Together, they form an unbreakable bond that no hardship can destroy.
Male Narrator: On this fine day, however, the imaginary friends were doing their annual spring cleaning...
Female Narrator: Organized by Mr. Herriman, the strict no-nonsense head of the house, and Madame Foster's beloved imaginary friend...
Brooke: Who also happens to be a bunny rabbit.
Mr. Herriman: I beg your pardon.
Both Narrators: Brooke!
Brooke: What? You know it's true.
Mr. Herriman: Why, I never.
Male Narrator: Uh, let's see what Mac & his friends are up to.
On one level of the house, Mac and his friends were in charge of moping the floors.
"Is Mr. Herriman always like this when it comes to spring cleaning?" asked Mac.
"You know how he is, Mac." replied Wilt. "He just wants everything in the house to be exactly right."
"Si." said Eduardo.
"Coco." added Coco.
Mac looked around to see that Bloo wasn't helping with the chores. He turned to the others and asked. "Has anyone seen Bloo?"
At that moment, a voice came across the hall. "HEY, GUYS! LOOK WHAT I FOUND! A SECRET DOOR!"
Mac knew that voice belonged to Bloo and he also knew that opening secret doors were off-limits in the house. He ran across the hall to see Frankie, the caregiver trying to stop Bloo from opening the door.
"You know you're not suppose to open these kinds of doors!" said Frankie as she tried to keep a hold of Bloo.
"What are you so worried about?" said an arrogant Bloo, trying to break free from Frankie's grasp. "It's just a door."
"This may be an ordinary door, Master Bloo." replied Mr. Herriman as he hopped through the hall to where Mac, Bloo and Frankie are."But it is also a portal that leads to another world."
"A portal that leads to another world?!" Bloo repeated in excitement as he finally squeezed out of Frankie's grasp. "This I gotta see!"
"NO!" shouted Mac, Frankie and Mr. Herriman altogether.
Bloo crossed his arms very annoyed. Ever since he came to live at Foster's, he has been causing mischief everywhere and always got into trouble for it.
"Master Blooregard," Mr. Herriman scolded. "we've been through this time and time again. Doors are meant for shutting away a deep, dark, mysterious secret."
"That's just waiting to be discovered!" Bloo added with glee as he ran towards, but Herriman stopped him with his bunny foot.
"Now listen closely, Master Bloo, because I'm not going to say it again." he warned Bloo. "Stay away from that door. Whatever is inside that door must be kept secret."
"But..." Bloo began, but Frankie stopped him by grabbing hold of his arm and dragged him away from the door with Mac not far behind.