AN: This is my first Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends fic ever but I'm really trying to branch out into other fandoms whilst still writing for Skip Beat. The reception for each of my new fics will go into influencing the update rate eventually but for now please enjoy this first chapter 😊
Back to the House
Chapter One
Mac had recently graduated from film school but it was difficult finding work, he had his own ideas of documentaries that he wanted to make but since he had only just earned his degree, the work that he was finding was very limited and he had needed to have something he could do whilst also trying to break into the industry. He had loved making movies ever since he had filmed the information for the Foster's website.
He had always treasured that footage despite Bloo's creative additions, in fact it was Bloo's editing that he missed most. When Mac had turned fourteen, he and Bloo decided that they were drifting apart and though neither one of them had wanted that, it was inevitable. Mac had therefore tracked down the perfect kid to adopt Bloo and welcome him into their home. Five years later, the boy, now twelve had returned Bloo to Fosters and Mac had come back from his studies to find Bloo another home where he could enjoy himself.
Maybe he should just wait and adopt Bloo back, he really did miss that blob of a friend. That wouldn't be weird right, a twenty-two-year-old adopting an imaginary friend, well not if he was the creator. That was only reasonable, right? He sighed. Bloo wasn't up for adoption again and he was too cool a friend to be but maybe some of the old friends that had had known would be there and Frankie would definitely be there. She had just turned thirty-four and was as attractive as ever.
He looked around at the renovations and expansion to the house. Despite Madam Foster being such an important unique woman and her death – also Mr. Harriman's death – creating a black cloud over the house, Frankie had picked up the job and was doing amazing work and the house was doing better than ever. He could trust her as well, she would make sure all of the friends were taken care of. He walked up the steps to the house, noticing some friends that he didn't recognize in the front yard and rang the doorbell.
Did he have to pass an interview? Didn't Frankie say that she'd just hire him on the spot and she'd allow him to live there as well if he did all his duties and she had said that there was more free time as well because there were a couple people volunteering their time to help out. Mac waited at the door and grinned as he saw Frankie answer it herself.
"Mac!" she grinned as she threw her arms around her human friend, "Oh my god! It's great to see you! How've you been, you look good," she said and Mac closed his eyes feeling the nostalgia of childhood. He had actually grown up extremely good looking and he was more surprised than anyone. He had even booked some modeling work by just walking down the street. He hadn't expected to have anyone's eyes catch onto him but the photo work that he had done proved that he was handsome and sexy as well.
"Yeah, it's good to be here, it's been a really long time," he told her as he let his fingers run through his hair. "I brought my resu-"
"Aww, Mac, you didn't need to bring your resume," Frankie smiled to him as she grinned at him once again. "We all know how much you care for the Fosters friends and you're both smart and a hard worker and now you have a college degree as well. No, call it nepotism or whatever but when I saw your application I knew that you were perfect for this job. And there's a surprise for you as we-"
"Fraankiee! Have you seen my boot? I think I left it outside when I was playing with -" Eduardo said as he came down the hallway and Mac grinned energetically. He walked quickly to his old friend and saw Ed look surprised and a little nervous.
"Uh, sorry" he laughed as he put his hands up, it had been three years sine he had visited Fosters and at that time he had heard that Eduardo had been adopted by a Hispanic family with two young boys. Therefore he hadn't seen the purple friend since he was twelve and that was ten years ago. "I'm not going to hurt you, guess I've changed a bit, right?"
"Senorita Frankie," Ed whispered as his eyes went between them, "There is someone new here," he said and Mac laughed as he put a hand to his forehead.
"Am I that unrecognizable?" he asked as he took a step back from Eduardo.
"Well, most friends remember you from when you were a little kid. I'm sure that as they get to know how much you haven't changed, they'll warm to you again," she told him and Mac nodded.
"Sorry, Ed. I guess since friends don't really change but us people do so I should have acted with more tact." He coughed before taking a step forward, "hola, Eduardo Qué gusto verte de nuevo," he said in Spanish which meant hello, Eduardo. What a pleasure to see you again. "Soy Mac. Jugamos juntos cuando era joven." (I'm Mac. We played together when I was young.)
"Senor, Mac?" Eduardo asked as he studied him and Mac smiled with a nod of your head, "You learned Spanish. You are un hombre muy sexy" he said and Mac paused. He wasn't used to the friend saying things like that about him.
"Uh, thanks Ed," Mac smiled weakly as Frankie laughed at the interaction. "I'm going to be working here temporarily," he said as he saw Ed getting excited about it. "I needed the money and Frankie was kind enough to hire me on to help around the house so I could help you with your boot if you'd li-"
"Are you really Senor Mac?" Eduardo asked again and Mac nodded. He wasn't surprised when the purple friend grabbed him and pulled him into a massive hug. "This is such good news. I was wanting to see you but since Senor Bloo was adopted then -"
"Weren't you adopted?" Mac asked as he took a step back, "What happened?"
Eduardo sighed and looked down, "Well, it was nice playing with them and I thought that I'd found a forever home but one day Filipe and Hector were playing with me and they told me that we all had to hide and something uh…it scared me and I ran out and then I saw them being put in an ice cream truck and I waited but they never came back so luckily I knew my way back to Fosters to wait for them."
Mac blinked confused, "They were in an ice cream truck?" he asked and Frankie moved forwards so that only Mac could hear her.
"Ed saw them being put in an ICE truck," she said and Mac nodded sadly. "We tried to get them sponsored but there was nothing that we could do and then we lost all trace of them. Ed was so upset for such a long time."
"However, it is better now because not only are you here but Senor Bloo as well," he said and Mac blinked confused.
"Bloo's family returned him?" he asked, "Is he -"
"Senor Bloo is watching TV," Ed said and Mac turned to look at Frankie, his excitement shown all over his face. Frankie nodded and Mac quickly made his way to the lounge where he could see his old friend playing video games.
"Hey, Bloo," he said and Bloo looked up at him.
"Oh," he said without much interest, "Hey. Who are you again? I mean, grab a controller if you want but you may have to ca-"
"As much as I'd love to totally win against your score, I thought that you'd at least recognize me. I recognized you," he said and Bloo shrugged.
"It's easy to recognize me," he said and Mac closed his eyes with a groan.
"Okay, sure, maybe I created a very recognizable friend but that's good right, now people won't be able to forget you or forget the memories of you together," he said before walking over to the blue blob. He knew that he had changed but he was hoping that Bloo would still respond to him. "It's really good to see you again, Bloo," he told him and Bloo's eyes widened and his mouth turned into a smile.
"Mac!?" he asked dropping the controller and running into Mac's arms. "How are you so big and mature old buddy, old pal?" he asked and Mac grinned. "Man….you really did turn into an old guy," he said and Mac closed his eyes.
"It's really good to see you again, Bloo."
