Author's note- Hi there! You fans ready for this awesome new sequel? Well, I sure hope so!

Previously… Bloo and Honey have become a wonderful new couple! But Mac and Tessa have shown almost nothing at all! Now we will enter- the Twilight Zo- OH FOR THE LOVE OF HUMANITY! WHO RE-HIRED THE DIOLOUGE WRITER? (sigh) We now enter the future, five years later…

Author's Note (again)- Okay in the past 5 years, there have been a few changes. Like Bloo and Honey got married, (You can imagine what Berry and Herriman thought,) Mac and Tessa have been getting along just as best friends should except they keep too many emotions bottled up and they act too shy around each other, Frankie got engaged to a guy named Marlin, and Hairy (once again, don't ask) got a really cool car with hotrod flames and… yeah, you lost me a while ago didn't you? … Riiiight… Anyway, on with the chapter!

One real cool day in October, Bloo and Mac sat on the porch of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends discussing relationships.

"So, do you think I should get Honey a bouquet for our anniversary?" Bloo asked.

"Uh-huh…" Mac mumbled sadly.

"Or maybe a bunny? Ooh! A gift card to the mall!"

"Uh-huh…"

"What do you think, Mac?"

"Uh-huh…"

"MAC!" Bloo shouted irritably.

"Sorry! It's just… the homecoming Fall dance is Thursday and…" Mac paused. He sunk his head into his hands so Bloo couldn't see his face and quietly mumbled, "…It's her again…" Bloo rolled his eyes. He'd forgotten what it was like to be shy around a girl. He knew Mac was talking about Tessa, for the twenty millionth time that week! He was getting sick of hearing her name over and over again. But despite that, Mac was his best friend and the least he could do was listen.

"Alright, what about her this time?" Bloo sighed agitatedly.

"I want to ask her to the dance but I don't think she likes me any more than a best friend. I don't know how to dance, or deal getting close to her!" Mac sighed miserably.

"You're such a peach," Bloo groaned.

"Good, then I should be tasty…"

"Were you being sarcastic?"

"I dunno…" Then Tessa and Honey walked onto the porch.

"Hey, Mac! Hey, Bloo! Have you been out here all this time? We've been looking all over for you," Tessa said.

"Well, um, I, uh, sorry…" Mac stuttered. Tessa giggled.

"For what? You're so funny," she snickered and pecked him on the cheek very lightly.

"Shekissedmeonthecheek!Eee!" Mac squealed before passing out.

"He's such a girl," Bloo sighed shaking his head. Tessa nudged him hard in the ribs.

"Shut up, Blob-boy," she snapped. Bloo rubbed his side in pain for a second, grimaced, and then asked,

"So, what did you want?"

Later…

"DID I JUST PASS OUT?" Mac squawked, sitting up so fast that he got a head rush.

"No," Bloo said truthfully, "You fainted," he thought.

"What did she say?"

"That you're a total and complete idiot and you…"

"AUGH! SHE DID? SERIOUSLY?"

"No, you idiot! Do you think your friend would say that about you? Sheesh…" Bloo groaned, "Okay, she said that she really wants a date for that prom. I think that if we shape you up a little, she could be yours! So, what do you say?" Mac stared at Bloo for a minute. "Augh! What did she do? Fry your brain and serve it with chips?" Mac gave Bloo a 'you're really weird' look. "OH, FOR THE LOVE OF-! Come on, we definitely need to get you some help."

Honey, Frankie, Wilt, Eduardo, and Coco wanted to help Mac too, so Bloo and them worked together. Well, Honey kept Tessa busy, so really it was just Frankie Coco, Wilt, Ed, and Bloo.

"Okay, Mac. First, we'll talk about important things first. Like dancing." Bloo started.

"Okay, great. But I thought you were trying to help me ask her to the dance." Mac said.

"Well… yeah, but you need to know how to dance first so you don't look like a freak at the dance. Frankie is the only one here who will want to teach you besides Herriman, but you can probably see how wrong that would look, so… she is going to be your teacher today." Mac felt his blood go cold. He would have to dance with a girl he used to have a crush on? And she was engaged? And that wouldn't seem wrong compared to Herriman?

"Okay first, put you're hand on my waist," Frankie started. Mac stared at her incredulously.

"Okay, wake up, Mister Funny-pants," Bloo barked, "You're asking Tessa to the dance, remember?" Mac sighed and plopped down on the floor with his face in his hands again.

"I can't do it," he mumbled, "I can't ask her to the dance. I'm too scared and I can't even talk to- OW! Hey! What was that for?" he grimaced as Bloo pinched him hard in the arm.

"Man up, Mac! If you want a chance to tell her, a dance would be the best! If you don't ask her, there's no chance of you dating her, marrying her, playing with Mac Jr…"

"WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! Who said anything about that!" Mac asked with a disgusted expression, "… … besides I'd rather call him Charlie…"

"Mac!" Bloo groaned. Mac slightly smiled to hint that that was his way of whistling in the dark. Bloo smiled back, shook his head and said, "C'mon, you gotta dance to go to!"

TO BE CONTINUED…