It was a lazy afternoon with Cherry, Atticus, Mo and Patch as they kept trying to find something to watch on TV, but nothing was on.
"What to watch?" Patch asked.
"Man, there's nothing on..." Cherry groaned as she lazily flipped through dozens and dozens of channels. "What a boring way to end a boring week... We might as well just go to bed now."
They soon got to a channel that was showing a commercial.
"Wait, put that back." Mo said.
Cherry shrugged and put the channel back onto the commercial that caught Mo's attention and it advertised something called 'Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends'.
"Do you think they let teenagers adopt imaginary friends or have any jobs available?" Atticus asked.
"Hard to say..." Cherry shrugged.
"What's the address?" Patch asked.
"1123 Wilson Way." Cherry jotted down in her notepad once she heard the address.
"Alright, then that's where we're going." Mo said.
"We are?" Cherry asked.
"It'll give us something to do," Patch replied. "Maybe Darla would like to come too if she wants."
"Uh, but imaginary friends are invisible to everybody except the kid who created them," Cherry said. "How do we know this isn't a scam?"
"We'll soon find out." Atticus said.
"This sounds like a scam." Cherry replied.
"Let's just go to the address and find out for ourselves." Mo said.
"All right, all right..." Cherry said.
"Finally, something exciting happened tonight." Patch smiled.
"Whatever... It's still only 4:00..." Cherry sounded bored. "I never thought I'd say this, but bring Drell out here!"
"You called?" Drell asked as he appeared in the room.
"Heeeey..." Cherry weakly greeted, then came to his feet before kissing them. "Please tell me you have something for us to do, this has been such a boring week! I'll do anything!" she then kissed his feet to suck up to him.
"You all will have to go to that foster home." Drell said.
"Now I don't wanna go because we need to." Cherry muttered.
"Do you want something or not?" Drell snorted.
"Why do we need to go, Drell?" Atticus asked.
"You three have lost your child sides." Drell said.
"Child sides?" the others asked, curious of what he could possibly mean by that.
Drell soon used his magic mirror to show every mortal or magical creature having a child side inside them.
"Inner child?" Mo asked.
"Yes, you all remember Sabrina's inner witchlet," Drell reminded. "Even she's not exempt from this."
"Oh, man, that was a handful..." Cherry remembered. "Not to mention when she got a hold of Gem's Beanie Babies."
"Yeah." Atticus nodded.
Drell then made them all watch their inner children seem to break loose and needed to be relieved.
"How to we relieve them?" Mo asked.
"By going to Foster's," Drell said. "It's so whimsical and magical without the use of the Netherworld or the Supernatural Realm."
"Worked for me." Hilda's giggle was heard.
Drell stopped then. "Hilda..."
"Drell..." Hilda came up behind him.
"Can we make our own imaginary friends as well?" Mo asked.
"If you think you can." Drell replied.
"I had one before I met Atticus..." Cherry said. "Her name was Joia."
"What did she look like?" Drell asked.
"She had blonde hair, blue eyes, she had this green shirt with purple shorts, and periwinkle socks..." Cherry smiled in memory. "She was my best friend since I was all alone without anybody else."
"I think she might be there," Drell said. "What about you, Atticus?"
"I didn't really have an imaginary friend, but I considered most people I've read in my books to be kinda like imaginary friends..." Atticus shrugged. "Life was kinda lonely before me and Cherry met to be honest."
"Oh, that's so adorably sweet." Hilda cooed.
"But one time, I think I did have an imaginary friend." Atticus said.
"Tell us about him or her then." Hilda insisted.
"Well, he had peach skin black hair blue eyes and he wore a blue superhero out fit with yellow superhero boots and a yellow superhero cape and he had super-strength, super-speed, ability to fly, super freezing breath, heat/laser vision and ice vision and where he was stronger and more powerful then any hero or villain or opponent, but he always used his powers for good and he had a strong voice." Atticus described.
"Hmm..." Drell smiled and nodded. "How about you, Mo?"
"I didn't really have an imaginary friend," Mo said. "Angel was always my companion."
"Well then, this visit to the Foster's will help you." Mo said.
Mo shrugged, but she mostly smiled at the possibility.
"I think my grandma said she was friends with a woman named Foster." Cherry spoke up then.
"She was." Drell nodded.
"Madame Foster," Hilda remembered. "Such a very delicate soul, really a child on the inside, I mean, she still has her imaginary friend."
"Yes, but she can have her moments of being a little wild." Drell said.
Hilda giggled to that. Cherry, Atticus, Mo, and Patch looked curious and surprised.
"Looks like we're going to Foster's Home soon then..." Cherry said. "Oh, well, what's the worst that could possibly happen?"
"One of the imaginary friends there is evil." Drell said.
"Evil?" the others asked.
"Very spoiled rotten and is wicked and dastardly in every way." Drell confirmed.
"I wonder who could've created such a beast." Patch sounded worried about meeting this evil imaginary friend.
"Let's just say the kid didn't mean to create her like that." Drell said.
"How do you know?" Mo wondered.
"I know Duchess's creator." Drell replied, revealing the name of the imaginary friend.
"Who?" the others wondered since Drell seemed to know exactly where this evil friend came from who was spoiled, even worse than Darla in Hollywood.
"Who could have created such a thing?" Patch asked.
"I... I'll tell you later..." Drell said. "Just go get ready..."
The others were still curious, but they agreed so they could start their newest adventure through imagination.
Drell came back to the Supernatural Realm with Hilda following after him.
"So, can I come too?" Hilda asked as she followed him like a lost puppy.
"Oh, fine." Drell gave in.
"Yes!" Hilda cheered and hugged her husband.
Drell sighed and then smiled to her.
"So, you know who Duchess's creator was?" Hilda asked.
"Yes, but I'm worried of how the others will react." Drell sounded sad.
"It was Darla, wasn't it?" Hilda asked out of sadness.
"I'm afraid so." Drell replied.
"Oh, my..." Hilda frowned.
"Hollywood seemed to be the most depressing point of Darla's life..." Drell said. "She was showered with gifts and admirers, but she was never given any love."
"I can tell." Hilda said.
"I felt very sorry for her," Drell said. "Who knew all she wanted was a family?"
"It makes sense in a way," Hilda admitted. "She was in the spotlight pretty much 24/7 with no parents around."
"True." Drell nodded.
"Poor thing..." Hilda cooed as she started to kiss his neck, then lowered down.
Drell watched her go down, but then his eyes widened and he bit his lip. "H-H-Hilda!"
"What?" Hilda asked.
"What're you doing?" Drell asked.
"What do you think?" Hilda smirked lustfully.
Drell put his hands behind his back. "Oh, man, you sure know your way with your hands, I don't know what I'd do without ya."
"Probably better me than Skippy." Hilda replied as she revealed to be tying his shoes.
"True." Drell nodded.
Hilda then stood back up next to him with a sultry smile. "So, how's about you let me come along on this adventure?"
"Is this because I went to Agrabah with Faragonda instead of you?" Drell replied of when Cherry, Atticus, and the others met Aladdin and Jasmine.
"Maybe." Hilda said.
"Hmm..." Drell hummed.
Hilda wrapped her arms around him with a smirk. "You look more and more handsome every day I see you."
"Hilda..." Drell blushed shyly. "People might be watching them..."
"Make 'em." Hilda grinned.
"Oh, alright." Drell smirked.
Hilda then grabbed him by his necklace and pulled him forward with a sexy smirk.
"Now you're scaring me." Drell said with wide eyes.
"How so?" Hilda asked.
"I've never seen you like this before..." Drell said. "Except, well, our first meeting."
"I just wanted to do it for old time's sake." Hilda said.
Drell chuckled sheepishly as he turned red. "Of course..."