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"No, Mr. Harriman, you should have told me a family wanted to adopt!" Frankie complained.

"I never had to tell Madam Foster." Mr. Harriman said, continuing his never ending scibbling on his paper work.

"Urg, Well, I'm in charge, so you should tell me next time, ok? I want to know when a friend is about to leave." Frankie said, turning around and walking out.

"Hi, Frankie."

"Hi, Blo-" She noticed his voice sounded different, and whipped around, to see a group of tenagers that resembled Bloo and friends.

"BLOO?! What did you do?!" She freaked.

"Wha-, nothing! Well, I can't say that... It's magic, Frankie!" Bloo said, with the gang following behind him.

"Y-y-you're people! You're not... imaginary?" Frankie asked herself, feeling like she was going crazy.

"Yes! But listen, this happened because I wanted to spend more time with Mac! Now we-"

"There you are, Master Bloo." Mr. Harriman commented. He hopped over to the group and grabbed the hand of the teen Bloo.

"Wha- whats this?!"

"Wassup Mr. H, as you can see, I'm no longer fit to be adopted by a kid. I'm even too old to want one!" Bloo said, pulling his hand from Mr. Harriman's grip.

"What? What? What? Bloo, the child is already here! I'm too close to getting you adopted and this silly costume won't stop me from getting you adopted." Mr. Harriman said taking hold of him once more.

"Azul!"

"Bloo!"

"It's ok guy, the kid will see I'm not an imaginary. It's cool. I'm not done talking to you Frankie!" Bloo said, being dragged backwards. The office doors closed on his sight.

"Yes, right this way to see the imaginary friend you came here for." Mr. Harriman called to a kid in his office.

"Hey, that's a big kid! Not Bloo! I know how Bloo looks like." The kid said.

"That's what I've been trying to tell him!" Bloo said to the kid.

"No, no, That's him. He's just in that costume. If you take him home, Madam," Mr. Harriman said, turning to the irritable looking lady at his desk, "I'm sure you can get him to take it off."

"Oh no. We didn't come here to get scammed. We came for an imaginary. If he doesn't look like one, we won't take him." She started getting up. "If he's going through some phase of wanting to be a human, it's you're problem bub. You get him out of that costume and then we'll pick him up. We're out of here!" The mom grabbed her kid and left the office, slamming the door behind her.

Mr. Harriman stared ahgast at the door, while Bloo stood nearby, with his hands loosley in his pocket.

"Told you." Bloo stated, with a smirk on his face.

"No, no, no Master Bloo. This won't do." Mr. Harriman got up and hopped over to Bloo. "If you're going to play human, you cannot stay at a residence for imaginary friends. of which, you claim, you are not anymore." Mr. Harriman shoved him out of his office.

"Good day, Master Bloo" With that, he closed the door.

Wilt and the others were lounging on the foyer stairs and they stood up when he came out the room.

"Was that your caller?" Wilt asked.

"That woman looked really upset." Frankie said, worried.

"What did you do to make her so mad?" Coco asked, with a devious glint in her eye.

"Nothing! Listen, Frankie, I made a wish last night to spend more time with Mac, and it came true! But since he's not coming 'round here anymore, I was thinking since you're old enough, mabe you could enroll us into his school as our mom!" Bloo asked.

"What?! I am not that old!"

"C'mon Frankie, PLEASE?! This wish was for EXACTLY this moment. We just need you to enroll us to school and drive us there every morning and maybe make us lunch, cause I heard the school lunch is disgusting-"

"Fine. But you don't call me mom." Frankie concluded.

"Really? After that horrible convincing speech Bloo gave?" Wilt asked.

"Yea, I mean, Bloo, you're human now, and you miss Mac, and I think we all want you to get an education. And I think you could get a good lesson from the school of hard knocks and finally get some discipline, and-"

"Ok, ok, whatever, thanks frankie!" He said, flashing her a perfect smile and ran off, up the stairs, two steps at a time. The rest of the gang clumped up after him.

"Oy..." She chuckled to her self.

-~*(Later that afternoon)*~-

Bloo and the others were just coming back from the downtown, deciding to go sight seeing in their new found bodies. They walked up the porch steps to the front door of Fosters'.

"Can you believe how many girls gave me their number? So weird too, they act like I have a phone to use or something." He said, taking a bundle out of his jean pocket and throwing them into the bushes.

"Yea, ridiculous." Coco said, allowing herself to fall to the back of the group. When she checked to make sure no one was looking, she stopped by the bushes and took out two pockets of boys' phone numbers, shoving them into the shrub.

Bloo reached for the door handle, when the door had yanked itself open. They all gasped and looked up to Mr. Harriman staring down at them.

"Oh, hello, young children. Have you come to adopt an imaginary frined today?"

"Wha...? Mr. Harriman, what are you-"

"I'm sorry, you'll need adult permission to adopt a friend, so come back when you bring your parents."

"Haha, Mr. Harriman, you're funny." Bloo said, putting his arms behind his head and tried to walk past his figure in the doorway. Mr. Harriman firmly pushed him back onto the porch.

"No, I am quite serious. You kids no longer live here. I have even given your room away to other imaginary friends. You children need to find another place to live. Try an orphanage" Mr. Harriman closed the door. They all stared at the door, their jaws dropped.

-~*(In Frankie's office)*~-

Frankie was writting her documents with a pink feathered pen when there was knock at her window. She gasped an turned to see Bloo with a miffed face knocking on her window.

"Bloo...?" She asked herself. She walked over to the window and opened it. "What're you doing?"

"Mr. Harriman wouldn't let us in! And he said he gave away our room!" Bloo said, climbing in. Once he was out of the way, Frankie could see wilt and the others were behind him.

"Si, Mr. Harriman was muy mean to us, just because we are human now." Edwardo said in his spanish accent, climbing in after Bloo.

"What? Mr. Harriman did not give your room away!" Frankie said.

"What? But Mr. Harriman said-"

"Forget what that fuddy duddy bunny said. Your room is still empty. But he's playing that game, huh? He must be pretty upset he didn't get you adopted off Bloo. He won't let you guys in the house anymore. He basically can't know you're here. But I'll make sure you guys still have a room to sleep in at night. Just come in through my office window like you did just now, or through the back way in the kitchen and sneak back up to your normal room. But try to keep the lights off, ok?" Frankie explained.

"Off?!" Edwardo panicked.

"With an exception of a night light of course!" Frankie added quickly.

"Phew!"

"Now, sneaking through the back way in the kitchen may be trickier, becase he's in the kitchen more than my office, so be careful which way you take. Oh! By the way, I got those applications for Mac's high school ready for you guys. I just need to fill them in and send them out." She smiled.

"Whoo- hoo! Watch out Mac! Foster's coming to you!" Bloo cheered.

"YAAAY!" They all cheered.

"SHHHHH!" Frankie hushed them.

"Oh..."

-~*(The next day)*~-

Bloo stetched on his bed, his covers flown astray, revealing his sleeping clothes of a white tang top and gray sweat pants. He peeped his eyes open to see blue eyes staring right into his.

"Wah!"

"Daaaadyyyyy~" The voice drawled. Bloo shoved his hand on the face to push it away.

"Isn't it great?! I thought Cheese was the only one to have changed! But his "big brother" Bloo and his friends all changed too! Now he has friends!" He heard a girl's voice lisp by the door.

"Cheese?! Louise?" Bloo said, looking at the boy on his bed. The boy had blonde windswept hair that swept over his eyes, so one couldn't see his eyes anymore. He had a plaid long sleeve shirt on and a yellow shirt ontop of that, which read "Got chocolate Milk?" with the iconic glass half tipping over, and normal jeans.

"He's human too?!" Bloo groaned to himself.

"What's going on?" Wilt asked, crawling out from under his bed.

"Chocolate milk!" Cheese screeched and jumped onto Wil's back, before he could fully get up.

"What? Hey! That is not ok!" Wilt said, reaching for his back.

"Cheese, get down! That's no way to treat your frineds!" Louise scolded. Bloo looked over at her. She had finally gotten her braces off but still had her hair held up in a weird way with weird things, and no less, clashing and miss-matching clothes.

"Anyway, when I found Cheese like this, I was SSOOOO happy! I immediantly enrolled him for my school, becasue now, I'll finally have a friend to sit with at lunch. I mean, I sometimes sit with Mac and Goo but not all the time. But I didn't show my mom he was this way, Um, I was hoping he could stay here with you guys! Oh yeah! School, I'm late, I gotta go, bye!" She explained quick and she circled out the door. "Please take him to school with you!" She yelled back on her way out.

"What?! NO WAY! Come back here, Louise, and take cheese with YOU!" He screeched. He just heard laughing back in response. "Geez louise..." He moaned.

"Daddyyyyy~" He moaned into Bloo's ear.

"AAAAH! Get away from me, you weirdo!"

"Oh, man, this is problematic. Let's bring him to Frankie." Wilt suggested.

"Right, maybe she can take him out of our hair!" Coco said, walking out the room.

-~*(At Wilson high school)*~-

Mac closed his locker, feeling a migrain coming on. Or maybe an ulcer. He sighed, trying extremely hard to drown out the yapping that was Goo.

"I mean, REALLY, Mac!" He let some of her speech drown in. "How could you let Bloo go?! I mean, he's your bestest, for reals best friend! Like, since you guys were babies!" She said. Mac looked over at the 16 year old girl. She had gotten her hair straighted long ago, so she had it in a loose braid behind her that reached her hips. She still had her frekels and gap in teeth, but not many guys noticed when they were looking at her curves on her chest and hips. Although many boys agreed it was a turn-off for her to still be wearing overalls and rainboots and that rainbow colored swaeter underneath. But at least it showed off her legs.

For Mac, having known Goo since they were kids, it was hard to see Goo like that, she was just his friend. But many guys were jealous and would love to be in his place. But Mac, right now, felt like the most unluckiest guy in the world. Her chatterbox machine was on and in full drive. and it was about giving up Bloo for adoption. Which he was already feeling super bummed about without her help.

"I mean, he's like everything you've ever wanted in yourself, right?! It's why you imagined him! And I still have my imaginary friends! Well, the ones I kept! Do you realize, he could already be adopted right now! You hear that? There's no more time for regrets, cause it's like, could be too late already..." She crossed her arm and put her hand under her chin like a therapist. "How do you feel about that?"

Mac groaned and rubbed his head. He felt like going into a corner and just DIE.

"I KNOW that already Goo! And I'm trying not to think about it. Some other kid will be happy with him. And Bloo will be bummed for a couple... months, but he'll get over it and have lots of new adventures with his new kid..." Mac said, softly. Tears came into his eyes.

"I was being selfish anyways. Lots of kids had had their eyes on Bloo since forever! And I was busy anyways, there was no time to hang out with him! And, And, And..." He was about to burst into tears.

"HI MAC! Goo!" Louise yelled out to the two of them.

"Oh. Morning Louise." Goo greeted. Mac had blinked away his tears.

"Uh, hey, What's up?" He said, rubbing his eye for good measure.

"Aren't you guys so happy? I mean, what happened to the imaginary friends are wonderful! They'll be twice-" Louise blabbered.

"What? What happened to the imaginary friends?" Mac interrupted. The bell to get to class rang, echoing through the hallways.

"Oh, I bet you're regretting giving up Bloo now, huh? Not even updated on his well being."

"What? You gave up Bloo?" Louise gasped.

"Please, can we get back to the subject? The imaginary friends you're talking about, does that include Bloo?" Mac asked.

"Well, yea! Listen, my class is far from here, let's walk and talk, kay?" Louise said, starting to walk off in the direction she came from.

"B-but, wait! My class is this way!" He pleaded after her.

"Ok, Mac, my class is that way. I'll get what's up and tell you after class, ok?" Goo said, skipping over to Louise's side.

"O-ok! Is Bloo ok, at least?!" Mac said, walking backwards.

"Yes~" She called over her shoulder and walked off with Goo. Mac sighed and turned around, walking the right direction.

"What could've happened to Bloo?..." He asked himself, walking to his Honors Biology class.

-~*(Foster's-10:30 am)*~-

Frankie carefully balanced the tray of breakfast in one hand while looking around and over her shoulder every so often. Also, a slip of paper was slightly visible under a bowl of eggs.

"Hee hee, I'm so skipping my work. But this is fun! Sneaking around from that bunny. And I could possibly see Mac more often..." Frankie sighed to herself. She reached the friends' door.

"Breakfast's here!" She called in.

"Finally! I'm starving!" Bloo called out and raced over to her and relieved her of the tray.

"Well, one thing never changes..." She chuckled.

"What's this, senorita Frankie?" Edwardo questioned, lifting the piece of paper that was under the bowl.

"And what did you end up doing with Cheese?" Coco asked, taking a piece of toast to eat.

"Oh right! He's in the car. That's a letter from the school. This was really fast for some reason! You're all enrolled! You guys can go to school today!" Frankie exclaimed.

"What?! Alright! Let's go!" Bloo said, grabbing some bacon and running out the door. The rest of them all ran out after him, making Frankie stumbled and spin.

"H-hey! Wait! Slow down! Watch out for Mr. Harriman!" She yelled after them, running out the door.

-~*(Wilson High School-after 1st period,1 minute bell rang)*~-

Mac was waiting impatiently at his locker. He was only going to wait 5 more seconds for Goo before he booked it for his class. 2 seconds before he left Goo came running around the corner.

"I'msorryMacI'mlatebutomgLouisesaidthatBlooandtheotheersturnedhumanandcheesetooandthatswhathappenedtothemwhenshesaidsomethingwonderfulhappenedtothem!I'mgonnabelatetoclassandsoareyou,WHATAREYOUSTILLDOINGHERE,listeni'lltellyoubytextmessage,BYE!" Goo said the words like she was spitting water out of her mouth. She was jogging in place the whole time, and when she finished flowing she booked away.

"Wait, what?" Mac yelled after her, starting to jog off in the direction of his class.

"TEXTMESSAGE!" She ran around the corner.

-~*(Wilson High School Front Office-11:00 am)*~-

"Yes, my four kids." Frankie grimaced.

"And... these two are both in 9th grade as... twins?" The receptionist said, while chewing her bubblegum.

"Um, Yes! Bloo and Coco Foster... Fraternal!" She said, rubbing their shoulders from behind them. They smiled at her nervously.

"And how old are you again?" She asked Frankie.

"25... hee."

"And-"

"They're all adopted." Frankie gave. They gave the receptionist another nervous smile.

"Ooookay." She said, looking down at the paperwork for the family in front of her. "Wilt Foster, to be entering Junior year, as 17 years old." She stamped a paper. "Edwardo Foster, to be entering sophomore year, Esol, at 15 years old." She stamped another paper. "And the twins, Coco and Bloo Foster, to be entering Freshman year, at 14 years old." She stamped the last two papers.

"Thank you, please go to attendance to get your schedules and alert your teachers of new student." She said, handing the papers to Frankie.

"Oh, Thank you, ma'am." Frankie looked down at her watch. "Oh, shoot. I gotta get back to Foster's you guys. Be good, I'll be back to pick you up in the van, guys."

"Oh, that colorful hippie thing, really? UGH!" Bloo complained, and crossed his arm.

"Yes. Wilt, watch out for the others, make sure no one bullies them and keep Bloo out of trouble. Ok, Bye guys! Good luck, Let me know if see Mac!" She ran out the office and down the walk way to the parking lot.

"What?! How could she have so little faith in me!" Bloo said.

"Ahem." The receptionist cleared her throat. They all turned to her, and she tapped an empty small bowl on the counter while looking at Bloo.

"The lollipops...?" She droned. They all looked at Bloo and he smiled nervously.

"Eh hee hee... Sorry." He emptied out his pockets and put the multiple colored lollipops back in the bowl.

"You can take one" She said, leaning back into her chair and picking up a magazine. They all walked past to take one happily. When Bloo took one, he looked to see if the receptionist wasn't looking, and took two more and scuttled off with the others.

-~*(In Mac's 2nd period)*~-

Mac kept his phone on his lap, nervously waiting for Goo's text. He was so nervous, he's never texted before in class. He felt like when it vibrates the whole class will hear it and he'll get expelled. He gulped.

"Mac."

"Ahh!" He exclaimed, and looked at the teacher. "Uh, uh, yes?" He chuckled.

"Can you answer the question on the board?" He asked, pointing to the board.

"Oh, uh right. 2x+30=60, solve for x? um, x= 15." Mac answered.

"Very good, and try to stop day dreaming in my class." He said, walking off to get his next victim.

"R-right." He said, putting his head down. The phone vibrated.

"Eep!" He muffled himself, and reached down for the phone. It was loud! He looked around to see if the teacher noticed, but he looked oblivious. Just then, he heard coughing around him. Confused, he look around him, and met eyes with one of the kids who were coughing slightly, just loud enough to cover the noise of the vibration. He gave him a thumbs up while he finished his "coughing spur." Mac smiled and looked down at the phone.

OMG Louise was telling me about how she had woken up that morning and she had found something amazing happened to her imaginary friend! Guess what happened? Guess? Guess!

Mac shook his head. He started his reply. He heard pointed coughing around him. Hm, someone else's phone must've started to vibrate. He thought to himself.

I don't know, Goo! Just tell me! He pressed send. Then his phone was ripped out of his hand.

"Thank you, Mac. I don't know what's up with you today." He said, walking to the front and putting his phone on the desk.

"Oh...!" He groaned. He looked for the kid who had given him the thumbs up before. He was shaking his head. So the coughing was a different warning... that the teacher was coming. Just then, his phone had vibrated again on the desk, and Mac was sure it vibrated with the excited-ness that Goo must have sent along with it. Some kids snickered, and Mac just groaned and put his head to the desk.

'At least I know Bloo's ok.' Mac thought to himself.

-~*(After class)*~-

Mac walked alone in the hallways to his next class. His mind was racing of what could've happened to Bloo. He knew it wasn't anything bad. Maybe he got adopted? No, whatever happened, it happened to Cheese too... He got Friend of the week? No. His thoughts were interrupted by a whiny voice.

"Wha? What is that" He asked himself and turned around. He saw from down the hall the crowd was parting, leading right to him.

"Huh?!" He heard something out of the noise that was the whining.

"EEEEEE! DAAAAADDDDDIIIIIEEEE"

"Daddy?" He asked himself. The crowd parted completely and teen Cheese squeezed through and jumped Mac.

"Ooof!" He groaned.

"Daddy!" Cheese cheered. "Found you! Now I hide!" He ran off.

"Cheese?! Wait! What...?" He asked himself. Then he looked around and realized... everyone was staring at him.

"Uh... He's... I babysit him sometimes..." He said meekly, then ran off down the hall.

"Wait, so if that was Cheese, if that was Cheese... No, I don't think it was." He said to himself.

He entered his 3rd period reading class and took his seat. He watch people absent-mindedly enter the room waiting for class to start. Finally the last bell rang and the teacher called attention for the class.

"Ok, everyone, today's lesson is- oh! right. We have a new student today! Everyone please welcome..." She gestured towards the door. It opened and the brown haired teen came walking through. All the girls gasped, whispering "ooh, he's cute!"

"Bloo Foster." Bloo scanned the room before his eyes fell upon Mac's, which was wide open. He smirked in his direction.

"Hey everyone, happy to be here."

Pink eyes opened up, waking for the day.

"Ooooh, what a wonderful...! Huh? What's this? I-I'm human!" A shrilly voice exclaimed. Then the voice started chuckling evilly.

"YES! I know exactly what this is, and I've been waiting for this moment..." She began to laugh fully, the evil echoing through her room.

Yay! I've finished the chapter! And I'd like to thank F-ckthesystem125 for private messaging me, which motivated me to finish this chapter. Here's just some comments: Edwardo does have some purple highlights in his hair. Wilt is not as tall as he was when he was an imaginary friend, that'd be scary, but he is tall. Wilt is in junior year because he is eldest of all of them. I made Frankie 25 because I forgot her age in the show and I wanted her to be 25 anyways.

Thanks for all the reviews, please continue to R&R!