After a while, they were back in the mansion, except Terrance was going to be given his just desserts in the imaginary horse friends stables. And where they were going to show him that they weren't girly.

"You think we're girly, huh?" a unicorn sneered.

The unicorns then showed their pointy horns which made Terrance incredibly nervous. And where Duchess was about to be punished.

"And as for you," Mr. Herriman sharply pointed to Duchess as the others made faces at her. "I feel the only suitable punishment is that you-"

"Send her away, send her away, send her away!" Frankie quietly begged.

"Send me away, send me away, send me away!" Duchess also quietly begged.

"Keep her away, keep her away, keep her away!" Darla even joined in.

"Stay here." Mr. Herriman finalized.

"Aww! Why?!" Frankie and Duchess complained.

"Because I cannot think of a more torturous experience than having to live in a home that you despise so very much." Mr. Herriman replied.

The others laughed and continued to make funny faces at Duchess since she was going to have a painful life from now on, though this made Frankie groan with the spoiled imaginary friend.

"And I disown you," Darla firmly pointed at Duchess. "I'm sorry, Duchess, but you deserve this and you were only created by own broiled rage that I kept bottled up from the man who wanted to be my father, but never acted as such!"

"Who?" Duchess asked.

"LB Mammoth," Darla reminded as she then crossed her arms. "All I wanted was a family to go home to and he just treated me like one of his clients, he never even watched over me and had Max do it!"

"It's true." Atticus and Patch said.

"You could have everything you could ever possibly wanted!" Duchess said to Darla.

"Except a loving family and I would rather be a Fudo than a movie star any day!" Darla glared as she hugged Atticus.

"Aw!" Everyone but Duchess smiled.

"Now that that's settled, I see that Duchess and Ms. Frances are starting to see eye to eye." Mr. Herriman commented.

"Nuh-uh!" Frankie and Duchess looked away from each other.

"Uh, Mr. Herriman, what about Bloo?" Joia asked.

"Yeah, what about him?" Mac added in.

"Master Mac, you are truly dedicated to your friend," Mr. Herriman said in admiration. "And the friends of Foster's as well. You have sought to look after them and treat them as your own. And for that, we thank you, and as much as we are all in your debt for what could have been a dreadful occurrence with a horrible outcome, I'm sorry to say that the rules-"

"He can't be serious." Mo said.

"Rules schmules!" Frankie cut in. "He's a great kid with an awesome friend; let him stay!"

"Rules schmules?" Mr. Herriman repeated firmly. "Rules schmules?! Why, Ms. Frances, I never-"

"Blah, blah, blah!" Frankie argued.

Everyone then started to argue until they heard creaking from atop the staircase.

"Sounds like someone is coming." Darla said.

This made everyone instantly go silent. Everyone on the top steps backed away to show a very tiny old lady with her hair in a bun with round glasses, a green sweater, yellow undershirt, a purple skirt, and black shoes. This could only be one person.

"Madame Foster, you're alive!" Bloo called out.

"Huh? Well, of course I'm alive, what do ya think?" Madame Foster replied once she reached the floor.

"Well, it's just that we haven't seen you the entire time we've been here." Darla said.

"It takes me a while to get down the steps, okay?" Madame Foster replied. "I AM OLD!"

"See?" the one-eyed green imaginary friend folded his arms at Mr. Herriman.

"You've made your point." Mo said to the one-eyed imaginary friend.

"Oh, but talk about steps, this place is a madhouse!" Madame Foster giggled as she walked over. "It's crazy, steps, steps, steps, hallways, hallways, hallways, I got lost in a hallway for a week once, had to survive on toothpaste and acorns! What're you gonna do? So, I see we got a problem here, let's take a lookie." she then examined Mac, looking at him long and hard.

"What's she doing?" Darla whispered.

"I'm actually not sure." Atticus whispered back with a shrug.

"I think she's examining Mac." Patch whispered.

Madame Foster looked deep into Mac's eyes and then finally spoke after stunned silence. "Oh, yep, you've got it, I haven't seen an imagination as pure as that since, well, me!" she then laughed. "Except maybe Bud Butler."

"You mean my father?" Cherry asked.

"Oh, yes, he was always so imaginative and creative," Madame Foster smiled. "As much as he was thoughtful and generous... I wasn't aware he had any more children after Tom and Teresa from that one woman who was quite not right for him."

"He remarried to my mother." Cherry explained.

"Oh, I see, you look a lot like his mother Lizzie." Madame Foster smiled.

"Cherry has two grandmothers?" Mo asked.

Cherry gave a glance. "Uh, everybody does, duh!"

"I didn't." Mo said.

"Yeah, Cherry..." Atticus sharply reminded.

"Well, excuuuuse me, Princess!" Cherry scoffed. "'Sides, Lizzie died before I was born!"

"Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't know." Mo frowned.

Cherry sighed.

"We'll talk about that later, dearies," Madame Foster soothed before anything else could happen to ruin this happy ending. "Mac, you are a good kid, dear, looking after your friend, and well, all of these friends is wonderful, simply wonderful. I like you, I really do, now let's see about your little friend here." she then said and then examined Bloo.

"And now she's examining Bloo." Patch whispered to himself.

The others nodded quietly to that.

"Well, look at you!" Madame Foster giggled to Bloo. "Aren't you something special? You're so pure, so simple, and you are a true friend."

This made Bloo smile wide in approval of his status to this old lady.

"Plus, you're so cute I just want to SQUEEZE YOU!" Madame Foster hugged the imaginary friend tightly then. "SQUEEZE YOU!"

"Um, Madame Foster? I think you might be squeezing too hard." Super Power Man informed.

"Oh, and funny too," Madame Foster giggled as she let go of Bloo. "Oh... Okay."

"What?" Mac asked.

"Okay." Madame Foster repeated.

"Okay what?" Bloo asked.

"It's okay." Madame Foster replied.

"Wait, you mean?" Mac smiled.

"Yeah." Madame Foster replied.

"You sure?" Bloo asked.

"Yeah." Madame Foster said.

"You're kidding!" Mac smiled.

"No." Madame Foster said.

"Are you serious?" Darla smiled.

"Yeah." Madame Foster said.

"Really?" Frankie smiled.

"Yes!" Madame Foster glared while shaking her cane. "How many times do I have to say it?! Bloo can live here, and he won't ever, ever, ever be adopted, but only if Mac promises to visit him every day! Is that okay, dear?"

"Of course!" Mac smiled.

"And we'll visit too." Atticus said.

"You guys should come to the five year reunion," Frankie invited. "There's a reunion here at Foster's every five years where creators come to visit and reunite with their creators all the time. There's one coming up real soon."

"We'll be here for that." Atticus said.

Madame Foster went over another conversation with Mac and Bloo.

"You rock, Grandma!" Frankie hugged Madame Foster.

"Grandma?" the others said, not knowing that Madame Foster was Frankie's grandmother.

"Booyah!" Frankie smirked to Mr. Herriman.

"In your face!" Darla also smirked.

"B-B-But, Madame!" Mr. Herriman said to Madame Foster. "The papers say that that the house rules clearly state-"

"Oh, poo, you and your rules," Madame Foster replied. "Oh, he's always been like that, ever since I imagined him when I was a little girl. He's been nothing but a hot crust bunny!"

Mr. Herriman growled and folded his arms.

"But I love him, my big funny bunny." Madame Foster smiled as she hugged Mr. Herriman then.

"Funny Bunny?" Casper asked while trying not to laugh.

Mac, Bloo, and Darla laughed which made Casper laugh along with them.

"This is so awesome!" Wilt smiled. "I'm sor-No, wait, no, I'm not, cuz it's okay and that's okay!"

Eduardo was crying out loud then. "You can stay! I so happy that I'm so sad!"

"Coco?" Coco smiled as she took out a cup.

"No thanks, maybe later." Mac said.

"This is great!" Bloo cheered. "With me living here, your mom will be happy, Terrance will leave you alone, and you can visit me every day! It's perfect! Our problems are solved! It was just a little more of a hassle than we thought. So, you'll be back tomorrow, right?"

"Maybe..." Mac folded his arms. "I dunno..."

"Oh, he'll be here alright because I'm gonna make sure he does." Atticus said playfully before playfully giving the brown-haired boy a noogie.

Bloo smirked and playfully punched Mac in the arm. This made everybody in the house laugh. Well, almost everyone.

"Yes, I suppose that's funny, let's stop now, yes... Okay, PLEASE!" Mr. Herriman grew impatient. "That is enough of this silly nonsense!"

"He sure is a stick in the mud." Mo said.

"And I thought Cherry was a fun-sucker." Atticus said.

"WHY YOU!" Cherry growled.

Atticus laughed and ran as Cherry then chased him.

"Oh, my gosh, it's totally late!" Mac panicked. "Mom's probably gonna be home any minute!"

Atticus soon used his magic and teleported Mac home. Luckily, Mac made it home before his mother would. It was then agreed on from then on, he would visit every day after school and a little bit longer on the weekends to see Bloo to keep him from being adopted. Darla was very eager and excited for her next adventure in Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends.

The End