The Beginning
I do not own any foster's home for imaginary friends characters. All belong to Craig McCracken except for Thomas. Yes, I dislike Terrence of what he did to Mac. But I wondered, what made Terrence a bad older brother to Mac. So, I decided to write my own backstory of how Terrence become bad. Enjoy!
(Twelve years ago…)
"Thomas! Stop it!" cried Marie. Yes, Marie was Terrence and Mac's mother and Thomas was Terrence and Mac's father. Marie was weeping with tears as she held a one year old Terrence tightly in her arms in the corner of the living room.
"Well! I will not! Until you are willing to get me a bottle of beer!" roared Thomas. Thomas was both an alcoholic and a workaholic.
Thomas took out his belt and whacked Marie with it. The belt also hit Terrence, causing the young infant to cry in pain. It went on for about thirty minutes. Thomas put his belt back on and asked, "Well, are you willing to give me my beer?"
"Okay," sobbed Marie. She placed Terrence who was shuddering onto the sofa and limped into the kitchen and got Thomas the beer bottle. He took it and didn't say thanks.
Thomas walked to the dining table and gulped down his beer. Marie picked up Terrence and carried him to his room. There, she put him to bed. "Did daddy hurt you, sweetie?" she asked as she inspected him. Much to her shock, she noticed a dark bruise on his back.
"Let's hope things will be okay tomorrow," sniffed Marie as she limped back into her room. But the next day, things didn't go better. It became worse.
In the morning, Thomas and Terrence were sitting in the dining room. Thomas was impatiently waiting for his wife to prepare him breakfast. "Hey, Marie! Are you finished now?! I'm very hungry!" he yelled. "Not now Thomas. Just give me some time to prepare," Marie retorted.
After five minutes, she had finally prepared the bacon and scrambled eggs for breakfast. Marie also gave Terrence some small chopped carrots and tiny pieces of chopped apples. "Finally," growled Thomas. "Man. You are an impatience," Marie grumbled. "What did you say about me?" roared Thomas. "Nothing, Let's eat," Marie stuttered.
As they ate, Thomas spat out the food, banged on the table and yelled, "Yuck! This is gross! Make me something else!" "No! You do it yourself!" Marie retorted. "Why you…" Thomas said. He threw the plate down to the table and pummelled Marie.
After five minutes, Thomas grabbed his briefcase and said, "Well, I will be seeing you in the evening. Goodbye, Marie. I love you." Marie got up in tears, picked Terrence who started crying at the scene up and went over to the living room. She sat on the couch and cried her eyes out.