I would really appreciate it if you guys would NOT report me if it seems like I'm copy-righting because I do NOT own Foster's Hoem for Imaginary Friends! And I will add that I might no always be able to come up with different chapter titles that don't sound like the series' episode tittles 'cause let's face it: Craig McCracken is REALLY original and creative with his shows, and I'm clearly not as creative as him.
And one other thing; the relationship between Bloo and Bella, please don't get confused or grossed out about it because Bella and Bloo are NOT sibling, and they were NOT both created by Mac! Ok? Ok. ON with the story.
Store Wars
Bella and Bloo had gotten used to living at Foster's, and they had also managed to get used to the fact that they are forever stuck together due to the weird little snake, back pack strap like imaginary friends that only have one purpose, and that's to stay on them tighter than a boy scout's knot.
Mac had also kept track of his daily routine; everyday, he would visit Foster's to play with his old and new friends at three o'clock in the afternoon, but also to keep Bloo and Bella from being adopted.
But today was a special day, and it sent everyone in the house in a buss; it was Madame Foster's birthday? Every imaginary friend was helping to decorate, set up the table, make the food, wrap the presents, etc. But there was still one person who was more stressed than excited, and I think you know who it is.
For Frankie was rushing through the dining hall, accidentally crushing some of the presents below her feet, as she carried stacked up plates, bowls and silver wear in her arms.
"Look, I'm so sorry, I'm just in such a rush, that I just can't focus! There's about five hundred mouths to feed in this house, and I have to set the entire table MYSELF! And once the table is set, I have to polish the windows, wash the floors, and-WHOA!" As Frankie was angrily momologuing to herself, she tried to open a big box of plastic sporks, but she accidentally split it open and spilled them everywhere.
"And then I have to mop the floors, make lunch, frost the cake…wait-ow!" Frankie then remembered that the cake was still in the oven when she bent down to pick up the sporks under the table, but when she started to panic, she accidentally hit her head against the table on the way back up.
"Oh, please don't burn. Please, don't burn. Please, don't burn!" Frankie prayed as she sprinted towards the kitchen, but she was greeted by an angry rabbit with a perfect and pink frosted cake.
"Miss Francis, I thought I made it perfectly and specifically clear that it was YOUR job to frost the cake! I suppose that you are only neglecting your duties."
"Neglecting m-?! Listen here, Peter Cottontail! I've been doing practically everything!"
"Streamers too?"
"Strea-?! Who uses streamers anymore?! Besides, everything looks just fine without them."
"On the contraire, Miss Francis; I have never, in all of my years, have attended an event without streamers. Now, go get them."
"But the party starts in half an hour!"
"Then the sooner you leave, the sooner you will return before Madame Foster's birthday party starts."
With that, Mr. Herriman grabbed the bus keys from his pocket and handed them to Frankie, and she stomped out the door and was about to step onto the bus when…
"Where ya goin'?"
"Ugh! Please, not now, guys. I've only got thirty minutes to run to the mall and back," Frankie groaned when she knew those two in-sync voices could only be Bloo and Bella's.
"The mall? Can we come?" the blob and the fox/peacock once again asked in unison.
"No."
"What? Oh, c'mon!" Bloo whined.
"We still need to get a gift for Madame Foster," Bella pointed out.
"Can't you just make her a gift?" Frankie REALLY didn't want to have to bring more people along with her…especially not these two.
"Please! You won't even notice we're there!" Bloo pleaded as he and Bella grabbed Frankie's leg to stop her from getting on the bus.
"No!"
But Bella knew a trick; she folded her ears down and made her eyes grow all big and sparkly with fake tears. It was the classis Sad Fox Eyes maneuver. And it worked like a charm.
"Fine!"
"Really?!" Bloo asked excitedly as he and Bella let go of her.
"Yes, but you better not slow me down."
"Check and check," Bloo and Bella said firmly as they also saluted in perfect sync.
So the three loaded the bus, and Bella felt very victorious,
"Ha! No one can resist the Sad Fox Eyes; they work like a charm," Bella chuckled.
"Hey, don't take all the credit! I got a smile that ladies just CAN'T resist," Bloo protested with a toothy smirk, but that was when Bloo realized something was missing, "oh wait, we don't have any money. Hold it, Frankie!"
"Bloo! Bella!" but the two only ignored Frankie's angry calls after she had started the bus and was ready in the driver seats, and they had already run off.
But they soon returned, and they weren't alone; they brought Wilt, Coco, Eduardo, and Mac with them too, and Frankie was not amused.
"This is not a fieldtrip, guys! I thought you said you only needed money!" Frankie growled.
"We do," Bella replied calmly.
"And this is how we get it…how much ya got?" Bloo added as he glanced up at Wilt with his demanding, stubby little hands.
"I got a five."
"Gimme!" Bloo said as he snatched the five dollar bill from Wilt, and handed it to Bella for safe-keeping; next was Eduardo. But they didn't even ask; they just snatched the poor shy monster's money from his claws.
"Mac?" Bloo questioned.
"Four dollars and a quarter."
"Thank you!" Bella thanked as she kept…tucking everything into her tail? Anyway, now it was Coco's turn.
But she didn't give them anything.
"Coco."
"Nothing?!" Bloo was shocked.
"Well, then there's your answer, missy. No doh, no go," Bella added angrily.
"But Zorro…" Eduardo begged, but Frankie still wasn't having it.
"JUST GET ON THE BUS!" No wasted a second in making Frankie even more infuriated as they all loaded onto the bus and finally drove off.
About five minutes later, they pulled into the mall's parking lot, and were all walking up to the front glass doors.
"Oh, Frankie wait!"
"Wilt, we have to hurry!" Frankie sighed, and just as they reached the doors.
"Allow me," the kind red beanpole said with a smile as he opened the doors for them.
"Oh…sorry about that. Thank you, Wilt. Now, let's go guys!" With that, everyone followed Frankie's demands and walked into the cool mall.
But then, Coco was suddenly pushed back out by Bella and Bloo.
"Ah-ah-ah! Not you! It's illegal to go into a store, let alone the mall, without money!" Bloo ranted.
"No, it's not!" Bella protested with shock due to Bloo's ignorance.
"Be that as it may-!"
"GUYS!" Frankie's shrill voice called from inside.
"You got lucky this time you…bird…plant…airplane thing," Bella said in a hushed tone.
"GET IN HERE!"
So, Coco had to be let in when Bloo and Bella were called back in too…but Wilt, being the door mat he is, kept holding the door open whenever more people would walk in or out.
And while Wilt was busy at the front doors, the others continued on, but Eduardo, being the scaredy-cat he is, was slowing them down as he grabbed Frankie up in a bone-crunching grasp.
"Ed…let go…you're…slowing us down!" Frankie grunted while being continuously strained.
"But Senorita Frankie, if I let go, I lose yo, and if I get lost…then strangers will take me away!"
As Eduardo continued to be paranoid, Frankie finally managed to slip from Eduardo's massive arms.
"Ok, listen guys, it's imperative that we stay together…oh wait, where's Wilt?!" Frankie said as she began to panic.
"Over there," Mac calmly replied as he pointed out Wilt, and that he was STILL holding the doors open for people.
"Should we…go get him?" Mac questioned.
"Nah, if I know Wilt, he'll be there for while…wait a minute…Bloo! Bella!" Frankie then panicked when she couldn't find the said inseparable imaginary friends.
Turns out, they were both trying to jump up and reach a plate of cookie samples being held by a baker guy by the bakery.
"C'mon! We've only had five," Bloo whined.
"And I don't know if I like them yet!" Bella added angrily.
But the baker never let them have anymore.
"GET OVER HERE!"
"You got lucky this time, fat man," Bella growled under her breath, as she also had to push Bloo away because he wouldn't stop glaring at the man.
"Ok, we seriously don't have time, and we need to find the part store. Anyone see a directory?" Frankie asked while trying to calm down and glancing around.
"We don't need a directory," Bloo said as he and Bella started to lead them with cocky grins.
"We have an elite sense of direction; follow us," Bella added as the others figured they knew what they were doing.
So they went on through the mall; they went passed a swim wear store that had a new pink, two-piece bikini in display that had also made Frankie and Coco turn their heads, but Eduardo's innocence made him cover his eyes; a few ways passed the swim wear, they went by an old clock department, and Frankie forgot to pay attention to the time; next they went up an escalator and went around on the second floor; after wandering around the second floor and even scaring some of the employees, Bloo had to go to the bathroom, so the others had to wait outside. When Bloo was finished, they took the elevator back down to the first floor; thus they went passed the same clock department and swim wear store, and back by the front of the mall where they could still see Wilt holding the doors for people.
"Guys, I thought you said you knew the way to the party store," Frankie grumbled.
"We never said that; we told you to follow us because we were looking for a gift for Madame Foster," Bella innocently informed, only making matters worse with Frankie's ever-shortening temper.
"But if ya wanna find the party store, you should look for a directory," Bloo happily added, no one knowing for sure if he and Bella were ACTUALLY trying to make Frankie mad.
Luckily, after some more searching, they had found the party store, and Frankie had finally gotten the streamers.
"Oh, praise the heavens; I thought I'd NEVER find you stupid things," Frankie chuckled hysterically, but then she checked her watch and then afterwards checked to see if Wilt was still at the front, and he was. So the red head smiled with an idea.
"Ok guys, we actually have some time—SOME—and I think we have time to look in one store—ONE—to find a gift for Madame Foster from all of us. Ok?" Frankie said calmly, but each explanation was in Bloo and Bella's faces to emphasize her point, "so where do you guys wanna go?"
With that, everyone started looking around for the perfect store that would have the perfect present. But their search wasn't long.
"Oh! Oh! That one! That one!" Bella and Bloo exclaimed happily in unison when they found a near-by store called 'Pointer Image'. So everyone rushed into the store to look around.
"Remember: five minutes!" Frankie called as she waited right outside the store.
But when they started to look around, and Coco found this one new golf club on a little golf course display, Bloo and Bella were not amused with her.
"Hey, not so fast, 'Brokey'!" Bloo said angrily.
"Only people with money can window-shop," Bella added, but then both she and Bloo suddenly gasped as their eyes popped wide and their jaws dropped.
For the sight before them was certainly the prefect gift; it was an awesome, black leather, reclining, spinning and super comfortable-looking massage chair.
"Mac, c'mere!" Bloo called as he and Bella both hopped up into the chair, and the said brunette boy walked up to the chair with curiosity as he pushed the chair's red button. And soon, the chair started vibrating, thus making Bella and Bloo coo in delight as they sat even farther back into the chair.
"Guys, get outta that chair; I can't afford it if you break it," Frankie said firmly as she tried to keep her cool and stomped up to the chair.
"Don't sweat it, Frankie. THIS is what we're buying for Madame Foster," Bella protested, but the chair was so relaxing that her tone was calm and shuddering. And she and Bloo started to mess with the buttons; Bella made it recline back while Bloo made it spin around.
"There's no way you're getting that massage chair," Frankie grumbled as she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms
"But…it's awesome," Bloo cooed, but then he and Bella had the same idea as they perked up and hopped out of the chair.
"Just sit in it," Bella and Bloo said at the same time as they also pushed Frankie into the chair.
"No, you guys have no idea how…much this…thing…oh, yeah…" But Frankie couldn't even finish her sentence when she too started to realize the soothing sensation of this chair.
"We're totally buying it. How much is this?" Bella said with a grin as she grabbed the money from earlier out of her tail feathers and handed it to Mac to count.
"Twelve dollars and…forty seven cents."
"Awesome! Maybe we'll have enough money to buy me some candy-I mean me and Bella some candy-I mean buy Madame Foster some candy! Let's just go!" Bloo said as he struggled to find the right words without sounding sappy our selfish, so he pushed Mac and Bella up to the counter to find the clerk.
But they had forgotten all about Frankie in the massage chair, so she lay there as she helplessly started to close her heavy eyes and fall asleep.
No one really knew how much longer it was when Frankie finally woke up, but when she did, she knew it wasn't good when she checked her watch. And she started to panic again as she jumped up and sprinted up to the counter and she luckily found the clerk there.
"Sir, you didn't happen to see a little kid and a couple of imaginary friends, did you?"
"Oh, those were yours?" the middle-aged man asked politely.
"You saw them?!"
"Oh, of course; why, the little blue one and the fox one asked me how much that chair costs; I told them and the blob kicked me in the shin while the fox bit my hand, and they both called me a rip-off artist before claiming they'd build a massage chair themselves and ran that way."
"I'll pulverize them both," Frankie growled as she sprinted out of the store.
"Good luck with that," the man added under his breath.
Meanwhile, speaking of the blue blob and the fox/peacock, they were still looking around for whatever they could use to build a good make-shift massage chair.
"I still can't believe you bit the guy," Bloo chuckled.
"Just because I am a lady, doesn't mean I have to be weak like one; now, focus, we have to find the three essentials for a massage chair: something soft, a sturdy frame, and something that jiggles."
But luck answered one of the items on Bella's list when they suddenly came up to a new store, and what they found out on display was a little plastic cactus toy wearing a sombrero hat and sun glasses as it danced around in front of a radio with music playing.
So the two smiled at each other as they entered the store, and they soon found more dancing cactuses for sale.
But when Bloo grabbed one and shook it, it only rattled as it did nothing else. So Bloo started to shake it again; still nothing. He shook it all around in a circular motion, but still nothing. So as it tried his patience, he threw it away as he grabbed even more plastic, dancing cactuses. But they were defective too.
"These things are totally defective," Bella growled as she laid her ears flat against hr neck with disappointment. But as she and Bloo were distracted with anger, they swore they heard the same shaking from before. And when they turned around, that was when all of the cactuses suddenly stopped moving.
Now the wheels in their heads were starting to turn.
"Hellooooo?" Bloo and Bella cooed at the same time, making the plastic cactuses dance again for only a few seconds. So Bloo smiled a big smile and grabbed another cactus.
"Here, put this on my back."
"Ha! No thank you; find another idiot that's willing to make themselves look stupid."
"You're no fun sometimes, you know that?" Bloo grunted under his breath as Bella followed him to a near-by, red-head mn who was stocking some shelves.
"Hey, buddy! Yes, you! Be a pal and put this on my back for me," Bloo called up to the man up an a ladder, and not one minute later had the man put the plastic cactus against Bloo's back as the blob made annoying noises to make it dance.
"Ya got any friends?" Bloo asked with a smile, making Bella's eyes shoot wide because now there were two more male employees, each holding two plastic cactuses, as Bloo continued to make stupid noises, and Bella was face-palming with embarrassment.
"These are great; I'll take 'em. How much?" Bloo said with happiness, but when the employees told him and Bella the actual price, they were not amused.
"What?! For these things?! We don't have that kind a' money!" Bella growled as she bared her teeth.
"RIP-OFF ARTISTS!" the blob and the fox shouted angrily in unison, as Bloo once again kicked them in the shin and Bella bit one of the guys' hand.
Soon, the duo was seen running out of the store.
Frankie knew she wouldn't be able to find everyone on her own, especially not Bloo or Bella, so she went up to the lost-and-found station.
"Excuse me? Ma'am? Ya gotta help me! I've lost someone!"
"Can you describe him?" the middle-aged, blonde woman asked blandly, as if she didn't want to be there, and she grabbed a pen from her ear and got it ready to write down on her note pad.
"Well, there's actually a few of them, but one of them you just can't miss! H-he's HUGE, he's got wide-set eyes, he's purple, has really big teeth, speaks Spanish, a-and he wears a skull belt buckle with grey pants!"
The lady behind the counter was quiet for a moment.
"Hold on."
Frankie checked her watch as she waited for the lady when she left, but she wasn't gone for long.
"Here he is." But what Frankie saw was not what she expected; instead of Eduardo, it was a little kid who did actually match Frankie's description…sort of.
"No, no, no, no, no! I'm not looking for a kid, I'm looking for an imaginary friend!"
"Miss, we don't really take in imaginary friends, but I know this one perfect place that might help ya; it's called Foster's Home-."
"Yeah, yeah, I know; I work there!'
"Neither of us are doing our job correctly, are we?"
Frankie still didn't know what she was going to do now, but then…
"Um, excuse miss? I'm lost."
"MAC?! Oh, thank goodness I found you!" Frankie gasped with joy when she saw Mac right beside her, and she grabbed him up in a hug. But the lady behind the counter was suspicious.
"Hey Kid, is this your mother?" she asked as she stepped out from behind the counter and walked up to them.
"Um…no," Mac replied, and that's when the woman grabbed his arm to take him away from Frankie.
"Wait, he's with me," Frankie quickly pointed out as she grabbed Mac back.
"I thought you were lookin' for an imaginary friend." Now, Frankie was starting to get a little ticked again.
"Well, I'm lookin' for this kid too!"
"You let the kid go, or I'm callin' security," the lady said as she grabbed out her walkie-talkie.
Ok, so now was the time to retreat, so Frankie grabbed Mac up and sprinted off with hi just before the lady could actually call security. But just to be safe, Frankie and Mac ran into a clothes store and hid in one of the circular racks with lots of clothing to hide them.
"Mac! I am SO glad I found you first; you are the voice of sanity among insanity! Where are the others?!"
"Well…Wilt's probably still holding the doors; Bloo and Bella didn't have enough money for the chair, so they said it would just be cheaper to buy the stuff to make one, so Coco, Ed and I followed them, but Bella and Bloo told Coco she wasn't allowed to go with them because she had no money, so Coco got sad and ran away, and Eduardo went after her to make sure she wouldn't get caught by strangers, and I told Bloo and Bella that we should go after them, but they got mad at me, and they both called me a rip-off artist; Bloo kicked me in the shin while Bella whacked me in the face with her tail, and just ran off."
Despite that fact that Frankie could sort of follow Mac's mile-a-minute talking, she sat there, quietly.
"So I don't actually know where they are," Mac finally admitted.
"Ok, listen, if we really hurry, we can probably still get back to the party in time, but I REALLY need your help to find the other. Ok, Mac?" Frankie asked with worry.
"Ok." But that was when they both heard the deep, guttural cry of someone they were all too familiar with.
Meanwhile, the said crying really was coming from Eduardo, as the poor thing was luckily being accompanied by a mother and her son, who gave him a red balloon in hopes of easing his nerves, as she gently talked to the sobbing monster.
"Oh, no, no, no. it's ok, Sweetie. Oh, now, don't cry; dry up those crocodile tears," the mother spoke softly, and it helped…a little.
And that was also when a fat, male security guard came up to take care of poor Ed.
"Aww, are you wost? Don't worry, I'm a big, strong security guard. I'll hewp you find your famiwy," the security guard said as he totally went all out in baby-talk, but Ed was actually offended.
"NO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT; I'M NO BABY!"
"Ok, ok, sheesh! Just please don't hurt me!" the guard whimpered, but Eduardo calmed down, and took the guard's hand as he led Eduardo away.
But it wasn't until just after Ed was taken away that Mac and Frankie suddenly arrived there too.
"What?! No! I SWEAR I heard that crying of his coming from right here…oh, this is not good!" Frankie said as she started to panic and grunt while she gripped her head.
"Whoa there, Frankie; you should probably get something to drink," Mac said as he grabbed the exhausted woman's hand, and led her to a food station entitled "Weiner on a Stick".
"One large lemonade, please," Mac said as he kept watch over the panicking woman.
"Coco."
"Uh, no, lemonade please," Mac repeated…wait a minute.
"Coco?" Mac and Frankie questioned at the same time when they realized it was Coco behind the counter, and she was wearing a uniform.
"Coco, what are you-? No, nevermind. C'mon, we gotta go!" Frankie stuttered as she then grabbed one of Coco's tiny air-plane arms, but Coco wouldn't budge, as she also started clucking her explanation.
"Ugh, fine! We'll come back to get you when it's your fifteen minute break. Now c'mon, Mac; we gotta find the others." With that, Frankie grabbed Mac's wrist to continue the search as they left Coco.
Bloo and Bella were still stumped as to how they were going to find something to make the massaging part of their massage chair, but they soon came up to a stand with all kinds of weird, small gadgets. And soon, the man running the stand, with a blonde pony-tail, just had to intervene.
"Hello, good sir and madame. How would you two like a demo?" the man asked as he suddenly grabbed out a small, black, box-like object, and it impressed the blob and the fox/peacock when it vibrated.
"Ooh, cool! We'll take-wait a minute…" Bella said with happiness at first as she grabbed the thing from the guy's hand, but then she paused with suspicion, and Bloo seemed to know what she was thinking.
"How much are they?"
"They're free," the man replied with a huge smile.
"You're kidding. Free?! That's totally within our budget!" Bella and Bloo exclaimed happily in unison, and they took and look at each other and nodded with agreement, "we'll take fifty."
"Well, that's stupendous."
With that, the blonde bent down to grab out a huge stack of papers about three feet tall, and handed both Bloo and Bella a pin.
"Ok, I just need you two to sign here, here, and here, and here, and here, aaand here!" As the man told them wear to sign, Bloo and Bella easily glided through each of the papers and signed their names.
"So, that's fifty three year commitment for pager service, and that will be nine hundred and sixty seven dollars and ten cents a month, plus tax! You'll be expecting your first bill in just a few weeks; I'm sure you can somehow split it."
Bloo and Bella's jaws dropped down to the floor with utter shock and anger.
"What?! That's not free!"
"Why, yes it is; the pager is free—when you sign up for service," the man calmly protested as he grabbed a couple of their signed sheets, and even kissed it.
But while he wasn't looking, Bloo kicked him in the shin while Bella bit his hand and suddenly ran off without their demo.
"RIP-OFF ARTIST!"
By now, Eduardo had already been taken to the lost-and-found/info booth with the same lady from before, so that was a problem for Mac and Frankie, as they both kept their distance when there were a couple of guards at the booth too.
"Ok Mac, this isn't going to be a piece a' cake; that gum lady will know who we are, so you stay here until he leaves; while you do that, I'm gonna-."
"She's gone," Mac interrupted Frankie's plan.
"What?"
"She's gone."
Mac was right, the gum lady and the guards were gone, and Coco was in her place with a whole new uniform.
"Coco! What happened to that hot-dog place?" Frankie asked with glee as she and Mac approached the counter, and Coco happily clucked a reply.
"This place offers dental?! No way! Hmm…wait! What am I thinking? Mac, go on back and grab Ed. Coco, we still need to find Bloo and Bella, so can you page them?"
But Coco only grabbed out a pen and got it ready to write down on a clean note-pad and she clucked in a questioned tone.
"I'm not describing them for you; you know what they look like!"
Coco clucked back calmly, but her facial expression sad otherwise.
"Listen, you bird-plant-air plane-thing, if you don't cooperate, I'm gonna-!" But before Frankie could finish her threat, Coco smiled and suddenly picked up the mall's P.A. system phone, and started clucking into it to tell people to find Bloo and Bella…but not everyone can understand Coco. So the rest of the people in the mall looked up with confusion.
"Gee, thanks," Frankie sighed under her breath with disappointment.
"Senorita Frankie and Senor Mac! I es SO happy to has find you!" Eduardo cried happily as he suddenly came out with Mac being cradled back and forth in his arms.
But that was also when the gum lady and a few security guards arrived back at the counter.
"There she is! Get her!" the gum lady shouted, and the guards went after a sprinted Frankie, Eduardo and Mac.
"Do you know them?" the gum lady asked Coco, and Coco only shook her head no.
Bella and Bloo figured they struck gold when they found a furniture store, and they were both happily bouncing on a soft love-seat.
"This…is…pretty…soft," Bloo pointed out each time he bounced up.
"Yeah but…how much…is it?" Bella questioned, so Bloo stopped hopping as he jumped down to check the price tag, but the price tag read eight hundred dollars.
"Ouch."
"No good, huh?" Bella asked sadly as she jumped down too.
"Well, not the whole thing, but we only need the one cushion anyway," Bloo replied as he took one of the red-violet cushions, and then Bella started to dig through her feathery tail to pull out the right amount of money.
"I'd say two-fifty otta do it," Bella said with a smile as she left the money on the other cushion…but Bloo secretly stole back the fifty cents for himself.
But when the two left the store, they ignored the suspicious security guard.
"Uh, you kids plan on paying for that?"
"First off, we're not kids, we're imaginary friends," Bella replied with a sigh and a roll of her eyes.
"And second, we already paid for it; the money's back there," Bloo added with an annoyed sigh as well.
"Oh really? You kids better just come with me," the cop said calmly as he grabbed one of Bella's front paws and Bloo's free stub for a hand, and he started to drag them off.
"Still imaginary friends," Bella grunted under her breath, and once again, she and Bloo took a look into each others' eyes and nodded in a greement.
"YOU RIP-OFF ARTIST!"
Bloo just figured he'd forget the cushion and dropped it, as he and Bella used their escape routine again and sprinted off.
"Calling all guards! Calling all guards! We got a couple of Bonnie and Clyde shop-lifters in the mall. Be alert for a small, thumb-shaped, blue imaginary friend, and also look out for a small, white fox with a white peacock tail! Repeat! A Bonnie and Clyde on the loose!" the security guard that Bloo and Bella had wrecked called into his walkie-talkie, and soon all of the other guards in the mall went on a search party.
And because of this sudden searching-spree, Frankie, Mac and Eduardo had to be even more careful when sneaking around to look for everyone else…but they soon once again and unexpectedly found Coco…dressed as a security guard.
"Coco? Oh, thank goodness! We still gotta find Bloo and Bella. Wait, why are you dressed like-oh, don't tell me!" Frankie cried with shock as she suddenly realized Coco was now a guard.
And soon, Coco started clucking firmly.
"Turn myself in?! Are you nuts?!" Frankie asked with shock and anger, and Coco only clucked back with anger too.
"Coco, who's side are you even on?" Frankie questioned as she crossed her arms, and with that, Coco started angrily clucking her next exclamation.
"Oh yeah? Go on, do it; I just dare ya," Frankie hissed, and Coco squinted back for a second, but she soon grabbed out her security walkie-talkie and clucked alarmingly into it.
"Am-scray!" Frankie shouted with fear as she and Mac and Ed ran off as well.
But as they ran off, their terror kept them from noticing the fect that they ran right passed Bloo and Bella, who weren't even paying attention to them either.
"Ya think hamsters might be something we could use?" Bella asked as she and Bloo thought hard.
"Well, they are pretty soft, and they'rr sure to have a pet store around here. Right?" Bloo replied…not realizing that they were both still on the guards' alert-list.
"Hey Travis, look at this! Hey, you kids, c'mere!" a brunette, female guard called to officer Travis as the two ran up to and stopped Bella and Bloo.
"Hey, for future-reference: we are NOT kids; we're clearly imaginary friends!" Bella angrily protested.
"Really? 'Cause we got a report; a little light-blue imaginary friend, along with an arctic fox and part peacock imaginary; stealing things, biting people's hand and kicking their shins. That wouldn't be you two, would it?" the female officer explained.
"Why, of course not. We aren't stealing, and how do you know I'm not actually a red fox imaginary friend who was imagined to be albino? Ya know, you're not the first to make that mistake," Bella protested.
"And I'm not light-blue, as you can plainly see," Bloo added with an angry expression.
"Ya look light-blue ta me."
"No, I'm just REGULAR blue."
"No, no, I see what he's sayin', Jones; light blue is more of a robin's egg color; he's more cerulean," Travis added while examining Bloo.
"You're crazy; he's clearly light blue."
"No, look, I took some art classes, and he's not light blue."
While these two bone-head officers were bickering, Bella and Bloo were getting bored as they glared at nothing in particular, and they even shared their disappointed looks with each other, as they both wondered how these two got hired.
"Maybe he's indigo," Travis suddenly pointed out.
The others were still trying to break from the rest of the security guards, but just when they figured they had lost them, Eduardo had grown too tired to keep running and fell to the ground.
"Ed, no! We gotta keep running!' Frankie begged as she and Mac started trying to push Eduardo back onto his feet.
"No! I too tired to run anymore!"
"Hey! Stop right there!" a male security guard called down from atop a set of stairs, and he soon started running down them, but this wasn't good.
Luckily, they had the genius Mac.
"Eduardo, a stranger!"
"AAAAHHH! NO STRANGERS! AAAHHH!"
With that, the purple monster grabbed Frankie and Mac up and ran off with them.
Meanwhile, a few more security guards came up to try and figure out Bloo's actually shade of blue with Jones and Travis.
"I'd say he's azure."
"Aqua, I say."
"Aqua-marine, maybe."
"Perry-winkle?"
"Sapphire?"
"No, more like cobalt."
This was going on long enough, and Bella and Bloo vouched for that.
"Look, officers, we gotta motor on now. So, can we all just agree that he's not light blue and get along with our day?" Bella asked with a fake smile as she and Bloo started to walk away…only for Bloo to suddenly ruin their cover.
"Besides, we paid for those cushions fair and square."
By this time, Eduardo had finally stopped running out of terror, so he collapsed to the floor out of exhaustion, and Frankie and Mac were resting on his back as their heads were spinning.
"I thought he'd never stop," Frankie panted…despite she did none of the running.
"No kidding," Mac sighed with relief.
But that was when the shrill cry of Bloo suddenly rang through the mall, and they looked up to see Bloo and Bella running in terror passed them.
"I'm gonna KILL you when this is over!" Bella growled angrily at Bloo, as it was his fault they're in this position.
And soon, Frankie and Mac then realized that they were running because of the numerous guards running after them, so they had to act fast to get Eduardo up again.
"Strangers! Strangers! Strangers! Strangers! Strangers!" Mac and Frankie yelled into the monster's ears over and over again until he finally processed everything about two seconds later.
So Eduardo woke up and everyone was now running towards and out the front doors, in which Wilt was STILL holding open for everyone else.
"Wilt, c'mon!" Frankie grunted as she grabbed Wilt's good arm, but Wilt didn't move when he saw the guards coming closer and closer.
"Hold on, Frankie; there's still some guys comin'."
"Hey, Wilt! I dropped my back pack!" They were once again lucky that genius Mac was there to save them because Wilt let go of the door to pick up Mac's back pack for him, and just in time for the officers to crash into the glass doors at once.
That was also when the bus suddenly pulled up, and Coco was the one driving it.
"Coco?! What-?! How-?! Actually, just drive!" Frankie stammered, and Coco put the pedal to the metal and drove out of the mall's parking lot, just before the guards could reach them again.
Not five minutes later, had they finally arrived back at the house, but Bella and Bloo had randomly pulled out one of the seats from the bus.
"You two better put that back RIGHT NOW!"
"Sorry, Frank! But we need this for Madame Foster!" Bella called back as she and Bloo quickly carried the seat into the house.
And when they all burst into the dining hall, they all shouted "Surprise!"…only for the party to already be half-way over.
"Yeah…surprise," Frankie sighed.
"Madame Foster, look what we got for ya!" Bloo and Bella chanted happily in unison and carried the old bus seat up to the old lady.
"Ooh…it's the back seat from the bus…interesting," Madame Foster said as she tried to keep up her act of kindness.
"Look, just sit in it," Bloo said quickly, so Madame Foster reluctantly sat in the seat, and no sooner had she sat in it that Bloo and Bella both grabbed a side of the seat and started shaking it as fast as they could.
Meanwhile, Frankie plopped down into a seat next to Mr. Herriman, as she grabbed out the one short strand of pink streamers.
"Here's your streamers, cotton-butt."
"Hmph!" Mr. Herriman huffed as Frankie gently threw a streamer into his face, and he removed it, "I hope you are happy. You're lilli-gagging has ruined this entire festivity. I mean, really. Who ever heard of a party without streamers? Why, I never, in all my years, have…"
Frankie only face-palmed as she tried to sound out the rabbit's complaints.
But Bloo and Bella were still violently shaking the bus seat, trying to impress Madame Foster with their VERY make-shift present.
"What do ya think?" Bloo and Bella asked in unison.
"I-it's v-v-v-v-very n-n-n-n-nice, D-D-D-D-D-earies."
"Coco!"
"Oh no! you can't take credit! You-whaaaa?!" Bloo began angrily as he and Bella turned and glared at Coco, but he stopped with shock as both of their jaws once again dropped down to the floor because Coco actually had the real massage chair that they wanted to buy earlier, and she even had it wrapped with a pink bow.
"Ooh, for me?" Madame Foster asked with a smile as she jumped out of Bloo and Bella's chair, and jumped into Coco's present. And once she turned it on, she cooed in delight with the vibration.
"Wh-? How? You-!" Bloo stammered.
"How did you pay for that?!" Bella asked with amazement, and Coco happily clucked in reply.
"Jobs?! When did you ever get the time of day to get any jobs?!" Bloo questioned with even more shock, but that was when he and Bella wanted to know if Madame Foster really did like their present.
"Uh, Madame Foster…our gift is still cool…right?" Bella asked sadly as both she and Bloo gave he the puppy eyes.
"Oh, of course, Dearies. It's the thought that counts."
"Really?"
"No, not really. This thing is SO much better! WHOO-HOO!" Madame Foster exclaimed with joy as she started rapidly spiinign the chair around.
So Bloo and Bella sadly walked off, and Bella's ears had drooped out of sadness…but they weren't like that for long.
"Wait a minute. You still owe me for getting us into that stupid chase with the security guards," Bella said as she stepped in front of Bloo and glared at him.
"What? Me? What did I do?" Bloo protested.
"Coco? You wanna do the honors?" Bella asked while not taking her eyes off Bloo, and Coco came up to them and took Bella's side when she also glared at the blue blob.
"Co-co coco!"
"Rip-off artist?!" Bloo asked angrily, and that was when Coco pulled back her leg, ready to kick.
And soon, the sound of a violent kick to the bone was heard, and so was Bloo's voice.
"OW, MY SHIN!"
Bet you didn't expect Bella to suddenly turn her back on Bloo, did ya? Funny right? Look, just don't be a hater, alright? Be honest, but not a hater.
Anyway, until the next chapter, I'm TRikiD, bye-bye!