"Bloo? Is that you?" Mac's mom asked, staring directly into his eyes. Terrence smirked.

"Yeah mom! This is what I've been telling you all along! Mac never gave up Bloo; he visits him every single day at this weirdo mansion." Terrence explained. Bloo glared at him.

"Bloo is this true?" she asked. Bloo sighed. There was no possible way to cover this up. Under different circumstances, he would have concocted some sort of explanation easily. But sharing a hospital room with three other Imaginaries in the room plus Frankie and Terrence? Nope, there was absolutely nothing to work with.

"Yes ma'am." Bloo muttered.

"You see? Mac always goes to that Imaginary place after school." Terrence added.

"Like she couldn't figure that out Captain Obvious!" Bloo shouted.

"Bloo, please. Terrence, you mean the home on Wilson Way?" Mac's mom asked.

"Yup." Terrence answered proudly.

"Way to go, you're smart enough to read street signs. Good for you." Bloo said dully.

"So? At least I'm smart enough to avoid being hit by cars!" Terrence shouted in response.

"At least I'm smart enough to save my best friend!"

"At least I'm smart enough to not let my friends get hit with cars too!"

"You don't even have any friends!"

"So, what of it? If Mac never came to visit you, he would have never crossed that street! It's your fault!" Terrence smirked, seeing that he hit a weak point in Bloo, his eyes widened in realization. As stupid as Terrence was, he had a point. If Mac had just left him at Foster's from day one, they wouldn't be in this mess.

"That's enough, both of you!" Mac's mom snapped. Both teen and Imaginary looked up in fear as her eyes scanned over them. She turned to Bloo. "Bloo, did you make Mac do this?"

"Make him do what?" he asked, "If you mean get hit by a car, then no."

"No, did you pressure him into going to Foster's?"

"No! I was trying to find somewhere to live since you told Mac to get rid of me. I just saw a commercial and then this crazy stuff happened and Mac made a deal with Madame Foster so I wouldn't get adopted." Bloo finished his abridged explanation and fidgeted with the sheets.

"So, Mac's been coming to visit you every day after school so he could still keep you, right?"

"Yes."

"Ha! See mom? I told you I was telling the truth!" Terrence shouted. He ran up to Bloo. "In your face, Bloofus!"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, stop calling me that, shut up, shut up, you're stupid, shut up…" Bloo angrily muttered to Terrence.

"Make me, dork-face!" Terrence pushed his face into Bloo's and the two glared daggers at each other.

"Terrence, Bloo; that is enough!" Mac's mom scolded. The two glanced towards her again with a bit of shock. For the five years he had known her, Bloo had never heard her raise her voice like that, or here so much disappointment in it. "I've had it up to here with the two of you. Now, for Mac's sake, stop fighting."

"Ok mom." Terrence said, crossing his arms with a bitter expression playing on his features.

"Bloo, what you and Mac have done is irresponsible. I would expect more of this behavior from you, but Mac…how am I going to trust that boy again?" she said, the last bit in a whisper.

"Mrs. McCracken," Frankie started, "we all care for Mac and we were all worried sick for him. Mac's friends with all of us, and he's a sweet kid. Because of his friendship with Bloo, he met all of us, and trust me when I say that we've had the most eventful year at Foster's ever since these two showed up."

"Mac helped me find my creator again," Wilt stated, "he's a great kid Mrs. McCracken. I'm sorry, but you can't just lose your trust in him. In fact, he promised to visit Bloo every day and has kept that promise. I fully trust him with my life."

"Si señorita, Mac es my amigo." Eduardo added.

"Co Coco Coco Co." Coco said. Mrs. McCracken gave her an odd look.

"Um, no thank you. I don't want any coco." She replied.

"Oh no," Bloo said, "Coco said that she completely agrees with everyone else and that you should be proud of him for undertaking the huge responsibility that is Blo-hey! Coco! That's not cool." He huffed and crossed his arms. Coco chuckled.

"Well, I guess I can't really argue with that…" she admitted. All the Imaginaries in the room smiled. "Bloo," she continued, "now that I have heard everyone, I don't think I made it clear when I wanted you to leave. You see Bloo, I wanted the best for Mac, to have him grow up and make more friends. However, you have all made me see my mistake. I thought I could help Mac by having you move out, but obviously I was wrong. The fact that he sought you out on his own is proof of that. I've some things about Creators and Imaginaries and you two must have a strong bond just to withstand a small parting. I'm sorry Bloo."

Bloo stared back at her in awe, finally understanding her intentions, her mentality. He could see past the fatigue and worry to her inner thoughts and feelings; she loved Mac and wanted his best interests at heart, she didn't hate him. "I forgive you," Bloo said and then smirked, "but you didn't need to in the first place." She smiled. Just as Terrence was about to puke, a groan was heard. Of course, being the "tough" boy that Terrence is, he jumped a foot in the air and clung to his mom.

"Zombie!" he cried.

"No, you big fat doofus! Look!" Bloo said, pointing to the other bed. There was a bit of rustling from the covers, but in a few seconds, Mac opened his eyes.

"Mac!" Mrs. McCracken exclaimed, quickly walking towards her son. He looked up at her slightly disoriented, and then seemed to recognize her warm smile and open arms.

"Mom?" he asked confused. She nodded happily. "What are you doing here?"

"Mac, honey, you're in the hospital right now. You and Bloo were in a car accident." She explained briefly. Frankie, Wilt, Eduardo, and Coco came up to the bed to greet him.

"Glad you're ok Mac." Frankie said, relief washing across her.

"I'm sorry, but you can't scare us like that ever again. Got it?" Wilt said in mock-anger. Mac smiled, he definitely had the best friends in the world.

"Oh señor Mac! I was so worried!" Eduardo cried. Both Frankie and Wilt had to restrain him or else he would have jumped up onto Mac's bed and given him a "death hug".

"Coco!" Coco responded plainly to all the things going on around them. She then laid an egg and put it on the bed using her feet. It popped open, revealing a bouquet of flowers. Mac smiled at her.

"Thanks you guys. It's really nice to see you." He yawned as he finished. Suddenly, Bloo came out of his initially shock and eagerly looked at Mac.

"Mac buddy! You're alright! Oh man, is this going to be one heck of a story for everyone at Foster's! This is going to be bigger than that dare contest, or the thirty mile race that neither of us knows who won, or that whole best day ever thing when we were alone at Foster's, or even the Heather incidents!" Bloo rattled off excitedly. Mac raised an eyebrow.

*Who, or what, is this thing talking to me?* Mac thought, *I feel like I should know, but…there's nothing. Why? I…I know this guy…but…why can't I remember?*

Bloo finally stopped his rambling and looked at his creator. The big smile that had adorned his features moments ago fell as he truly looked into Mac's eyes. There was nothing there, no compassion, no friendship, nothing familiar about that look. His eyes were blank and expressionless.

"Um…who are you?" Mac asked. Everyone, except for Terrence, gasped. Mac shrunk back in alarm to everyone's reaction. Looking back at the blue blob, he noticed that it seemed the most hurt.

"Mac, you don't remember me? You best friend?" Bloo asked quietly. Mac shook his head. Then, it happened.

Bloo gasped as he felt something within him snap. He clutched his head as a resounding crack echoed through his mind and panicked as Mac's mentality left him for a brief moment. It returned seconds later, but weaker than before, so much weaker. Whatever the heck happened started to affect Bloo too as he felt his energy drain away bit by bit, much like when the accident occurred. Bloo shrugged that aspect off, believing it to be that weird empathy trick he used earlier, and continued to let his energy flow back to Mac. Besides, the energy leaving him was quite minimal; there was nothing life-threatening about it.

"Bloo, are you ok?" Wilt asked as he and Frankie looked at him with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Bloo replied, waving them off. He focused on Mac again and bit his lip. How would he phrase this? "Mac, my name is Bloo. Well, my full name is Blooregard Q. Kazoo." Mac nodded for him to continue. "I'm your Imaginary Friend." He could still feel those small bits of energy returning to Mac and was surprised to discover that he himself wasn't growing tired or weak. *Ha! Take that crazy, mixed-up Imaginary logic!* he thought triumphantly.

"You're my Imaginary Friend? I don't remember having an Imaginary Friend at all." Mac replied. He noticed Frankie, Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, his mom, and Terrence staying out of the conversation. Frankie was chatting away with Mrs. McCracken, informing her of Foster's and everything that's happened, while Wilt and Coco were trying to calm Eduardo down. The hospital didn't have any potatoes for him…

"Well, you created me when you were three. I've been around for five years!" Bloo exclaimed. Mac still didn't seem to believe him. He sighed. *This is getting pretty annoying. Why can't Mac remember me? Ok, calm down, I'll just have to jog his memory somehow. Let's see…I can take him back to Foster's once we're allowed to go! Yeah! And then I can show him all the stuff we did together! And I can annoy Herriman! This is going to be great!* As Bloo finished up his "plans," a nurse walked through the door.

"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over. Only the immediate family is allowed to stay." She said. Frankie walked back over to Mac a rustled his hair.

"Well kid, we'll see you tomorrow." Frankie said, carefully hugging the small boy as to not upset his injuries. Wilt, Eduardo, and Coco all said their goodbyes and walked out the door. Mac smiled as they left and yawned again.

"Go on Mac, you should probably get some sleep," his mom said, "I'll take Terrence home. I'll be back soon honey." With that, she kissed the top of Mac's head and left with the nurse followed by Terrence.

"Good riddance." Bloo said as Terrence walked past him. The two glared at each other for a moment before Terrence left the room. "So Mac, when you're better, I can show you all the awesome things we did at Foster's. Then, we can finally slide down all the stairs with the kitchen trays and-hey! You can see the corner of your apartment again! Isn't that so cool?" Bloo said happily. His smile fell when he noticed that Mac had fallen asleep.

"Um…ok, I'll just tell you tomorrow…" he said crestfallen, "good night Mac." But try as he might, the little blob could not fall asleep.

…

"AAAHHHH!" Mac screamed as his older brother chased him around the apartment. Wait a second, what was he doing there? Wasn't he at the hospital?

"Stop! I just want to punch you!" Terrence shouted. Yeah, like he's really do that…

"Hurry up Mac, he's gaining on us!" Mac tried to look towards the source of the voice; but found he couldn't. Some unknown force was preventing it. Who was this person next to him? Just then, the scene changed to a large office. Mac noticed Mr. Herriman sitting in his chair accompanied by Frankie, Duchess, some rich family, and…what was that? He couldn't quite make out the last person in the room. To his right were Wilt, Eduardo, and Coco, all looking quite relieved. The stranger came towards him.

"Where have you been?" it yelled, "I've been trying to avoid her all day!"

"Um, school." Mac replied.

"Oh." As Mac was about to see who this person was, the scene changed once again to a junkyard. Wilt, Eduardo, and Coco were, to put it lightly, freaking out. Mac turned around and saw something being chased by some large black creature with four barbed tentacles. That "something" ran straight to Mac, leading the creature towards the two of them. Suddenly, this "thing" next to him seemed really familiar. He almost shouted out its name, but a large tentacle grasped him. Struggling got him nowhere and he was tossed into the creature's mouth.

"Mac?"

"AAHHH!" Mac sat straight up in the hospital bed, sweat beading his forehead. The room was dark and the digital clock read 2:30 AM. Taking deep breaths, he recognized the voice and turned to the blue blob at the other end of the room. What did he say his name was? Bloo?

"Hey, are you ok?" Bloo said, "You looked like you were having a nightmare."

"Yeah, I'm ok." Mac replied, calming himself down.

"Ok then, good night." Bloo rolled over and attempted to go back to sleep. Mac lay back down and looked at the Imaginary. For a second, Mac thought he saw the blob…flicker for a second or two. He dismissed it as nothing and tried to go back to sleep himself.

If only they had realized the gravity of the situation that day…

A/N: Sorry, it took longer to update than I originally thought. ^.^' I had some class schedule stuff to work out and I just volunteered myself for honors English. I've done regular for the past two years and I think I'm going to die in that class. Why did I take up that recommendation? WHY? Anyway, I'll actually try to update this weekly since I actual know everything that's going to happen. The problem is having the attention span to write it all down…