Bored Blooregard Chapter the Second
A "Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends" fanfiction
Written by Cartoonsey DeJubbyjub

Disclaimer: All I own are Toast and "Senorita Icy". I ate the chocolate, and the hallway's gone and wandered off again. --;

Answers to Reviewers:

Mr.M7: More like a kitten-girl, really. No, it was Japanese for "blue runt." Thank you, and yes, there is more!
Sabertooth Kitty: Thank you! I'll try; inspiration is a fickle creature.
Miss Understood Genious: Thank you. I'll try, but my muse likes to tease me.

"...So, what you're saying is that you found a hallway that disappeared?"

Blooregard Q. Kazoo eagerly nodded as he confirmed Mac's summary of the small, blue, imaginary friend's strange trip of earlier that day. The eight-year-old looked skeptically at his best idea. He knew well enough that Bloo would tell the occassional lie if he could get away with it. This seemed too absurd for one of the young creation's tales, however.

"Um, I'm sorry, but that doesn't make a whole lot of sense, Bloo," Wilt commented with a bewildered look at Eduardo who returned the gaze. "Are you sure you didn't dream it up? You did say you were tired, right?"

Doubt crept over the blue, imaginary friend's face. The tale was pretty "out there." Yet, it had been so real that he hadn't questioned it. As the tall, basketball playing, imaginary friend had pointed out, however, Blooregard had been very tired that morning. If he entire experience was but a dream, though, a lot would be explained.

It would explain, for example, his blushing and the strange feeling in his stomach when he'd seen and had spoken to Toast. There wasn't a single, logical reason for his behavior. Not one. Not even a slightly reasonable one. There wasn't one that wasn't absolutely stupid. No, siree. There-

"COCO!!!"

The aforementioned, imaginary friend nearly cause Bloo to leap out of his own skin. Acting as though he'd narrowly escaped having a heart attack, Mac's best idea ever gave the female a look of both fright and annoyance.

"Did ya need something, Coco?" an annoyed and angered Bloo demanded.

"Co."

"Then why did you scream?!"

"Now, now, Bloo, there's no reason to lose your-"

"Shut it, Wilt," growled the smallest of the imaginary friends in the immediate area. "This is between me and the chicken."

Coco gave a kind of squawk-ish war cry and charged at Bloo who immediately scrambled out of her way and onto the pool table. The living, blue blanket might have been a bit foolish at times but he wasn't completely stupid.

Not that this prevented him from knocking over nearly everything that wasn't bolted to the floor in his desperate, terror driven rush to escape the enraged, island born, imaginary friend.

Mac quickly shut and locked the door to keep Frances or, worse, Mr. Herriman from seeing the chaotic state that the game room had become. Eduardo cried, snatched up Bloo, and clutched the smaller, imaginary friend to himself as he fled to the other side of the room and attempted to hide behind an overturned chair. Wilt had managed to grab Coco and lift her up off the ground and into what would have been a crushing half hug had his arm not been so long.

"SHE'S GONNA KILL ME!!!" Bloo screamed as he attempted to get away from Eduardo and the lack of somewhere to run to.

"No hurt Azul!" the large, imaginary friend wailed as Coco madly struggled against Wilt's hold on her.

"Coco, please clam down!" Wilt begged as he began to lose his grip on the seemingly crazed creature.

"COCO CO CO COCOCOCO COCO!!!"

"You guys, someone's coming," Mac said quietly and frightenedly, his ear to the door.

All of the imaginary friends froze. Sure enough, the sound of someone wering high heels was getting louder and louder as the person came closer and closer. Silence choked the room for a pain filled moment of horror as the group took in the damage to the game room. The owner of the high heels began to try to open the locked door. Whoever was on the other side had just pulled a key ring from the sound of things. A click echoed hollowly as the key was turned in the lock, and possibly the only thing between Bloo and expulsion from Foster's was removed.

"...Help me..."

Dead silence filled the room as the door slowly opened to reveal the quintet's doom...

...in the form of a rather tall, willowy-looking, mostly black, zoned out, near jester-like, imaginary friend.

There was an nervous pause as she barely took in the scene of destruction. Then there was a shriek as the female noticed Wilt and completely woke up.

"YOU!!"

She furiously glared at the taller, imaginary friend, her pale, icy-blue eyes becoming red in an instant. She stormed over to him, nearly as tall as he. She raised a clawed hand as though to give him a vicious slap across the face. She settled for slapping him quite forcefully instead.

Wilt looked completely shocked for a few moments before a strangely amused smile spread across his face. The female's eyes went back to the cold, pale, icy-blue color of before as she stared at him for about five seconds before turning her wintery gaze to the other four. Mac and Bloo shuddered.

"Hello, Coco," she said in a voice that seemed to freeze the very air. "Buenes tardes, Eduardo."

Coco cheerfully smiled and said something to the effect of good afternoon as well. The purple-furred, imaginary friend nervously gulped before replying.

"Hola, Senorita Icy."
Author's Notes:

"Buenes tardes" means "good afternoon."

If my Spanish is incorrect, please tell me how to correct it. It's been a little while since I finished taking my last Spanish class.

Does anyone know how to get an 'n' with the tilda (the little squigglely line that's on the key right beneath the escape key) over it? Please tell me if you do. In case you're wondering, dear reader, no, this isn't a self-insert. This particular Icy is a character I created along with Toast.

About the "fight scene": Please forgive me, dear reader, if Coco seems out of character. My muse put me at gun point and demanded I write it. --; I think it turned out okay, but if you can think of a better way I could have written it or anything else, please tell me so. Just push that little "go" button down there.

I"ll have the next chapter out as soon as I get it typed up!

Thank you,

Cartoonsey