That One Untitled Story.

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Chapter 2: Mac came from the sky and into Dog's arms.

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Mac was yelling his lungs out. You would be too if you spontaneously appeared in the sky.

And what goes up must come down, that's how Mac ended up almost bursting a lung from yelling as he neared the forest floor.

Now mind you the fall isn't high enough to kill Mac but high enough to land painfully and break a few bones. If one of the main character's did die this early on we wouldn't have a very good story on our hands… or would we…

One part of Mac's mind that wasn't panicking from falling had one last coherent thought before hitting the ground with a sickening thud was 'were the heck am I?'

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"Bloo, what did you do?" Frankie said through clenched teeth as she held up the blue blob. "And you," she pointed to Tad who had been trying to sneak away, "You aren't going anywhere."

"I… I… I… I…I was just pushing buttons," Bloo stammered.

"Yeah, well whatever you did needs to be un-done so that we can bring back Mac!"

"Um, we can't do that," Tad spoke up timidly, almost shrinking into himself.

"What!" Bloo and Frankie yelled as one looking at the cowering nerd.

Tad pointed to the greed smashed ball. "The bulb is broken."

"Well just have to get a new one then."

"I'm afraid that's not possible Miss. Frances."

"And why not 'Duke Thad the 33rd'" Frankie hissed hopping to get the point a across a little more clearer.

"For one you need to calm down," Frankie took a few deep breaths and let go of Bloo. "Second it takes complicated masers to re-create the bulb, but it can be done. Finally, third, most of the materials that I require are located at the mall."

"But shopping day isn't until tomorrow," Frankie said looking disappointed.

"Then Mac will just have to survive until then," with that Tad walked out of the room.

"What have I done," Bloo whispered to himself looking down at the jagged green pieces of what was left of the shattered green bulb.

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Mac came out of sleep to wetness, in fact he was completely soaked through. Mac hated the feel of wet clothes and wondered if he had an accent and wet the bed. Then again he hadn't wet the bed since pre-school. Then could it be a cold sweat from a nightmare?

Mac was so cold that his body started to shiver and shake and the logical part of his mind told him that he hadn't gone to bed and he was moving. Maybe he had fallen asleep some where in Foster's and Frankie was driving him home by van.

That couldn't be right ether, though, because he couldn't hear the hum of an engine.

Mac's head scrunched up in confusion finally opening his eyes to take in his surroundings. This is about the time were some part of Mac's mind gave up the memories of Bloo, Duke Thad (the 33rd), and the machine.

Gasping, Mac prepared to start yelling again but he realized that he was not in fact falling down through trees, he was moving swiftly on piggyback.

The stranger had unruly silver hair, a white vest, black pants and black spandex underlings. If Mac lend a little left of the head he could make out a mask resembling a dog. It was covering the persons face, and did Mac feel a sword under him?

Well whatever it was Mac's best bet was that it wasn't used for caring and fluffy stuff.

Mac's plan was to stay still until they reached their destination the stranger might think him asle…

"Hey kid what's you name"

…Or not, and was that Japanese that the man just spoke (Mac knew it was a man for his ruff voice). Thank god Mac's mom had made him and his brother (Terrence) do summer overseas studies, Mac had chosen Japan (thanks to a lot of persuasion from Bloo). So Mac understood about, um, two words in the Man's sentence.

"Name Mac" Mac told his carrier slowly, words accent heavy.

"Dog" was the man's reply and Mac had to wonder who would name their kids 'Dog', but then again he wasn't one to talk.

They had entered a thicket of trees that was covering them from the down poor. With the steady rhythm of jumping, the man's breathing, and the sound of steady raindrops hitting leaves mixing together to make a sweet lullaby, Mac was soon off to dream land.

Mac awoke a while later only to view things in a daze.

First the man had brought him through some gate. There he watched Dog exchange words with two men in green vests until his eyelids grew heavy and he nodded off.

The next time Mac's fogged mind decided to get its senses back was when yelling jump-started it. He then watched Dog and some lady with a big chest behind a desk talk, or in the lady's case yell. Mac's mind quickly shut down again until he was gently laid in a bed.

"Wha," was all Mac could manage from misty mind.

"The Hokage put you under house arrest with me until you fever goes away. Then she would like to see you." Dog said tucking Mac in before laying a damp cloth onto Mac's burning forehead.

Mac in his feverish state only translated 'house', 'fever', and 'see'.

He blacked out once more.