Madame Foster paused…she looked at Mr. Herriman, and then she started again…. "Now where were we?"
Bloo answered, "Frankie and the Scribbles" He looked excited, "Tell me more"
Madame Foster started….
20 years ago….
The house was full of Scribbles. Mr. Herriman was red in the face, Frankie was bawling and Ed was bawling, Wilt and Coco were comforting them. "Look Ed a potato!" Eduardo smelt the waft of potato; his eyes widened, and zoomed of with Frankie on his back.
Bloo butted in. "A potato! Eduardo saved Frankie with a potato!" He laughed. Madame Foster coughed...Bloo fell silent.
Madame Foster continued….
Eduardo, still was dashing off in the direction of the smell, squashed a load of Scribbles with out knowing it and now he was heading of course... To Herrimans Office!
"Master Eduardo" screamed Mr. Herriman. "I am sick of these interuptions! GET OUT!" Eduardo was sad, but the smell of potatoes tore his sadness and he ran for it. Frankie, on Eduardo's back was about to throw up. Eduardo stopped inn mid step, he had just seen the Extreme-o-saur cage...open. There, is a corner, an Extreme-o-saur roared. Frankie then jumped off Ed's back and then flew into the Extreme-o-saur. She was about to be sick. In mid-jump it happened. Frankie threw up. Frankie threw up on the Extreme-o-saur. Eduardo, plucking up his corage jumped on the Extreme-o-saur. Ed then heard Wilt's voice. "Stay Away, Nasty!" he said.