I don't own FHFIF! Especially (and unfortunatly) my double, Frankie. WAAAAA!

Thanks for the reveiws!

Wilt didn't stop. His legs hit the floor, his breath getting more and more laboured, but he carried on. Some people stopped to watch this huge eight foot red beanpole run down the road. He reached Macs apartment and rung the bell over and over, hammering on the door.Terrance pretended he wasn't in, but the hammering carried on.

"Fine! I'm coming!" He screamed at the door, and hauled himself lazily to the door. He opened it and saw a huge figure, bending over slightly as his head would scrape along the ceiling.

"Well. If it isn't the twerps friend Wilt. What the hell do you want, weiner- boy?"

Wilt stepped back in shock at this curse wrd. He hated cursewords, but he pulled himself together. He'd heard worse from one of Bloo's infamous rhymes.

"Your brothers gone to hospital. I'm sorry," Wilt blurted out. Terrance stopped, and a look of almost worry crept onto his face. It was almost creepy.

"Mac... in... hospital? Whats wrong? What happened?" Terrance said, before sobbing.

"He collapsed. I didn't know you cared so much about Mac," Wilt put his arm around Terrances shuddering shoulders.

"I don't, okay? Mums gonna kill me!" Terrance dodged out of Wilts comforting embrace and brushed past him.

"Take me there. I have to give him a wedgie for being so stupid for going out," Terrance cuffed his eyes.

"If you didn't let him out, he would have been at home, so i'm sorry for saying this, but your the one whos stupid,"

"Just get me there you freak,"

Meanwhile, Mac was being carried in the hospital doors. Bloo grabbed hold of Ed's leg, and watched the waiting room. It wasn't anything like TV. Just loads of people in wheelchairs and children and imaginary friends running about. It still petrified him.

"What the? We are not waiting! This kid is Ill! Can you not see?" Frankie slammed her fist down on the counter, causing the nurse behind it jump.

"I'm sorry lady, we can't let a doctor see him immediatly unless it's critical," The nurse started to bicker with Frankie.

Bloo groaned and wacked his head against the wall. Turning, he saw a little girl hugging a small dragon. She was a sorry sight. She looked mentally disabled, and in a wheelchair. Her legs were, well, messed up. One was longer than the other, but the dragon sat by her, never leaving her side. Kids and their imaginary friends.

"Right, thank you! A doctor! He's had a cough for two weeks, I heard he's been sick every morning for a week, had headaches and he collapsed about half an hour ago. He hasn't woken up yet," Frankies frantic voice peirced Bloos daydreaming.

"Yeah! What she said,"

The doctor felt Mac's temperature, and his eyes shot up. "Get a wheelchair, nurse. This kids going into the intensive care ward,"

"What? Senor Mac is going into the intensive care?"

"Yes, mr...."

"Eduardo, senor Dr Hopkins,"

Terrance crashed through the waiting room doors and ran to the counter. He grabbed the nurse's dress and pulled her face to his. "Wheres my brother?" he screamed. Wilt grabbed Terrance's coller and pulled him back, with an apologetic sorry to the nurse.

"What is your brothers name?"

"Mac, Mac Lewin. I'm his brother! My mom's gonna kill me!" terrance babbled.

"Yes. He's in intensive unit number 4. Can you find it alright?"

"Yes, ma am," Wilt smiled, and ushered Terrance outside into the hallway.

"Do you know where unit 4 is?" Wilt questioned, but terrance was already gone.

"Are you comfortable, senor Mac?" Eduardo comforted Mac. He had woken a little, his eyes just open slightly, but a small smile spread across his face. Frankie was by the curtain, drinking a glass of juice. Bloo sat on the edge of the bed. A nurse was hooking Mac up to a heart machiene and another was puting a drip in his arm.

"So terrance let you out, even though he knew you're ill?" Frankie said.

"Woah. Thats low even for him," Bloo gaped, and slid up to the middle of the bed.

"Hey, hey, stop making a fuss! I'm okay!"

"Yeah sure, big guy," Bloo winked.

At this, Terrance burst through the doors, and he stopped. "Mac!" He called.

Frankie swallowed her drink, and immediatly saw red.

"YOU BASTARD!" She screamed hatefully and punched Terrance in the eye, knocking him to the ground.