Hey guys, sorry I've been gone for... I don't know how long it's been. Here's a story I've had for about several months now, I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends

It was a beautiful shining day at Foster's, with the sun shining through the windows and inside one bedroom was Wilt still sleeping underneath the bed until the alarm rang off. "WILT!" a voice called out that awoke the tall friend and hit his head on the bottom of the bunk (again). Wilt rubbed his head as the headache was kicking in.

"Oh man, my head. I gotta remember that I'm sleeping UNDER the bed and not IN bed," Wilt groaned as he peeked with his eye stalk sticking out. "Yeah, Bloo?"

"Can you get that?" Bloo pointed to the alarm clock which Wilt reached up to turn off that obnoxious beeping.

"I'm sorry but couldn't you have gotten it yourself. I mean, you're right next to it," Wilt said.

"Wilt, I thought that I was your buddy, they do stuff for each other," Bloo argued

He crawled out from beneath the bunk bed, stretching out his body after another night on the hard wooden floor. Wilt then let out a yawn and put on a clean pair of socks and his favorite sneakers."Senor Wilt, I need you, por favor!" Eduardo called out as Wilt headed towards the purple worrisome monster.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't Paco."

"Where'd you last see him?"

"He was in my bed sleeping me and when I woke up he was gone," Eduardo said about to sniffle over his lost plushie.

"Oh, boy," Bloo groaned as he got into the covers and Eduardo started bawling over the loss of his favorite toy.

"Shhh, it's okay Ed. We'll find him," Wilt said cheerfully as he looked around the room. "Huh. If I were Paco, where would I be hiding?" He then spotted the rabbit behind the curtains. "Oh, here he is."

Eduardo ran up to Wilt and grabbed the doll from him to hug it, "Oh, Paco I was so worried about you. Gracias, Wilt , muchas gracias!"

"No problem," Wilt said, but then he had a sudden sharp pain in his spine after standing up and rubbe. "Ow! My back!" Coco awoken as heard her friend in pain.

"Coco coco?" Coco asked worried as Wilt tried to hide his pain with a smile.

"Huh? Oh, I'm okay Coco," he said.

"Coco co coco co coco," the bird informed Wilt.

"Don't be silly. It's just from sleeping wrong last night, I'll be fine," Wilt said assuring the bird, he then walked to the door while hunching over his sore back. Coco shook her head and rolled her eyes at him.

After that, Wilt sat himself at the long dinner table, grabbed a hot delicious plate of eggs and crispy bacon followed by a glass of orange. What a part of a good breakfast.

Wilt's tongue was licking his lips waiting to taste the meal. He handled a fork in his hand and was about to eat until…

"Master Wilt, please report to my office immediately, that is all," the intercom rang out and Wilt tried to breath in so that he didn't lose his temper. He got up and headed toward the office where Mr. Herriman was sitting at his front desk.

"Did you want to see me, Mr. H?" Wilt asked as he opened the door into his office.

"Yes, indeed I did," the rabbit replied; "Now, I have a very important matter to attend to and I need you organize these files, alphabetical and numerical order. It's a very simple for someone such as you, Master Wilt."

"Sure, I mean how much trouble can it be?" he asked until he met stack of boxes of files and was in shock.

"I shall be back shortly," Mr. Herriman said before he exited the door. Wilt sighed heavily as he sat down with his legs crossed and began organizing the files. It was 9:00 when he started and it was 12:00 when he finally finished. It seemed like the longest three hours ever; he got up to stretch and looked at the clock.

"That's okay, I may have missed breakfast. But at least, it's lunchtime," Wilt encouraged himself, even though he is still hungry. He made a roast beef sandwich and a glass of apple juice, sat down at the table until…

"Wilt, thank goodness I found you. Got a sec?" Frankie interrupted.

"Oh, Frankie, well can I-"Wilt stuttered as Frankie still kept talking fast.

"Oh great, I knew I could count on you! Listen, I need to take the bus so I can hang out with my friends. Katie's boyfriend cheated on her yesterday; mind doing some of my daily chores while I'm gone?"

"Uhh…" was all that Wilt could say at this point. He knew that one of Frankie's friends is in need of comfort while the house still needs to be clean or else Mr. Herriman will punish her. And he can't just let Frankie go through all this stress. "S-s-sure. I guess".

"Good, here's my list and it's not a whole lot," Frankie said, "Bye!" she walked out the door and left Wilt with a long list of chores.

Wilt had to sweep all the floors in the house, dust the library, clean the bathrooms, unclog gutters, vacuum the rugs, polish the vases, cut the hedges, mow the lawn and do the laundry all on an aching spine and an empty stomach.

He was looking pale and was in pain from sleeping on the floor for days, not eating a bite or having anything to drink.

He finally got to the last chore: Doing the laundry and right now it was 3:00 that was when Mac was supposed to show up.

"Hey, Wilt," Mac said spooking Wilt out.

"Can I help you? Oh, hey Mac. What's up?"

"Nothing much. It's just I got a lot of homework that's really hard," Mac said and Wilt felt bad for him, but he then was feeling sleepy and weak for all the work he's going through.

"Huh? Oh, sorry Mac, you were saying about your day at…uh…work right?" he said drowsily and Mac quirked an eyebrow at him. Something didn't look right.

"Are you okay, Wilt? You don't look so good," Mac said worried.

"Oh, yeah. Never been better, Mike," Wilt said

"Did you just call me "Mike"?"

"Oh, sorry, I said Mac. I think."

"Mac, there you are come on I want to show you this new game I invented," Bloo squealed as he grabbed his creator by the hand.

Wilt finally finished the last load of clothes, picked up the basket and could hardly carried it; to him the basket of clothes felt heavier than it did before and he tried his hardest not to let his legs give up on him. He got up and said in his subconscious mind, "Don't worry, pal. This is the last load. I mean what's the worst that could happen?"

He got to the main staircase that leads to the foyer as Bloo and Mac were squirting each other with waterguns.

"Hey stop it Bloo! You're getting me wet!" Mac laughed as Bloo was shooting water at him until bumped into Wilt's legs, "Look out!"

"Whoaaaaaaa!" Wilt cried as he tried to balance himself but his foot stepped on one of the stairs and twisted his whole body including his back. Then he hurled to the ground hard as the basket of clothes fell on him. The sound of the thud startled the residents and muttered comments like "What happened? Oh my gosh! Is he okay? Is he hurt?"

"Wilt, are you okay?" Mac asked as Wilt peeked through the laundry with a glaring eye stalk.

"He's fine; he just slipped and fell from the stairs. You should really watch where you're going," Bloo said to Wilt who was fuming with rage. He had it with everyone today!

"Speak for yourself, if YOU had watched where YOU were going, this would've happen! Now I gotta do all this laundry again and-OW! My leg!" Wilt yelled out and held his right leg as some of the residents gathered around him. Frankie and Mr. Herriman burst out of the office, gasped at the scene and ran towards the injured beanpole.

"What on earth is going on?" Frankie shouted out searching for answers.

"Why are there clothes scattered across the floor?" asked the rabbit, who was curious about the mess of clothes on the clean floor.

"Wilt's hurt, I think he may have fractured his leg," Mac pointed to Wilt who was hissing in pain and holding his shin.

"It's okay, Mac. Don't worry about me! I'll be fine—Ouch!" Wilt said trying to ignore the pain while attempting to stand, but the pain was strong enough to bring him down again.

"Oh my gosh! We gotta get you to the hospital now!" Frankie shouted as Eduardo and Coco come down the stairs to help their poor friend. Eduardo picked Wilt off the ground and into his arms, "Don't die on me, Wilt. Don't die". Coco followed along with Mac, Frankie and Mr. Herriman as Bloo stood there alone and slowly followed along.

"I don't what the heck that was about," the blob said dumbfounded and followed them to the bus.