Author's Note- Okay, I'm going to make this very clear. I came up with this ending myself before I had ever heard of the FanFiction Network and I am by NO MEANS COPYING 'Conan and Amy Forever' (copyright)OKAY? SO PLEASE DON'T SUE ME OR KICK ME OFF! BECAUSE I JUST READ HER STORY RECENTLY AND GOT ALL FREAKED OUT! (Pants and sighs) Sorry, that technically spoiled the end. (Shoot…)
Previously…Mac and Tessa stopped coming to Foster's, for good… now the story of Bloo and Honey draws to an end… unless you want me to continue… now we enter the… (looks at bloomacncheez who is readying a Crunchy-Hurt-O-matic for its next victim)…future 9 years later… whew…One afternoon, a small boy, probably around the age of eight, was walking down the street of 1123 Wilson Way. He had freckles, long spiked brown hair with streaks of red (so you could say that he looks a little like Shadow the Hedgehog,) he wore a blue shirt with light blue sleeves and a pair of pine green pants. He also had a green shoulder bag. This little boy had no idea what he was doing. All he knew was that his parents had told him fabulous stories of a wonderful place along this road. He couldn't create an imaginary friend no matter how hard he tried, heck, he had never seen one in his life. With dollars burning a hole in his pocket, he quietly approached a set of gates that read "Foster's" over the top. He sighed and stepped through them. He rapped on the door and waited. The boy could hear voices and fumbling through the door.
"It's them!" one said.
"You sure, sweetie?" said another.
"Yes!" the first one groaned, "C'mon! let's go!"
"Okay, okay…" Then the door opened. A little blue blob and a mix of a bird, fox, and a bunny answered it.
"Uh…" the boy started to say but before he got anything else out, the blob slammed the door and the two ran off screaming. The boy folded his arms.
"I'm not sure this is the place," he thought, "the people here are pretty rude." Suddenly the door re-opened revealing a pretty lady with long red hair tied in a ponytail.
"Hey," she greeted, "sorry 'bout the rude behavior our friends have. What can I help you with?"
"Uh, is this by any chance Foster's Home for Imaginary…" he started but was instantly interrupted by a loud SLAM!
"Hold on a sec," the lady said, "BLOO! HONEY! WE TALKED ABOUT SLAMMING DOORS!"
"No, you screamed about it!" a muffled voice called down.
"Don't you back-sass me, girl!" the lady screamed, "once again, sorry. Those two have had a rough time since their creators stopped visiting."
"Oh. I'm sorry. That's awful," the boy said meekly.
"Oh, don't feel bad. But anyway, this is the place you're looking for. Come on in," the lady said gesturing for him to enter. Reluctantly, the boy stepped inside. "My name is Frankie," the woman said, "And I'll be helping you find a friend today. So what's your situation?"
"Uh, my situation?" the boy asked.
"Why do you want to adopt one? You're too lazy? You want to give a home to the needy? What?"
"Oh. I can't create one. I had one drawn out and everything but he never came to life," he said embarrassed.
"We understand, we get that all the time," Frankie said. Suddenly a large rabbit hopped by. "Oh, this here is Mr. Herriman," Frankie introduced.
"How do you do, young gentleman?" Mr. Herriman asked.
"Uh, spectacular…" the boy said. When Mr. Herriman left, the boy snickered. "He looks like a big over stuffed badger…" he smirked.
"Ha ha, I like you, kid," Frankie laughed evilly, "So, go ahead and look at our friends and come get one of us when you find your match." The little boy walked down a hallway and saw a really tall red one.
"WHOA! YOU'RE AWESOME!" he awed. The friend blushed,
"Heh, thanks."
"Should I adopt him?" the boy wondered. He decided to come back to him later. As he checked the rooms he found a big purple monster.
"Ooh! You're cool!" he complimented. The monster just smiled.
"Should I get him?" The boy then encountered a bird-airplane-plant thing."Awesome! You're neat!" he yelled. The hybrid just blankly stared.
"What about her? Man, this is tough…" the boy thought while walking down the hall. As he passed a closet, he heard the voices again.
"Is he gone?" the one girl's voice asked.
"I think so, let's go," said the other. The door opened to reveal the blob and the bunny-bird-fox thing. "Uh-oh," the blob said.
"Hello," the boy said, "what are your names?"
"Uh, Bloo," the blob said.
"And I'm Honey!" the BBF thing chirped happily. Then the two imaginary friends smirked. "Hey, take a look at this kid," Honey said starting to circle him.
"Yeah, he remind you of anybody, Honey?" Bloo asked joining the little circle.
"Uh, I don't think you know me," the boy said getting a little concerned.
"Nah, we don't," Bloo snorted.
"Uh, can I adopt you guys?" The two looked a bit surprised. Honey tapped Bloo's shoulder with her tail and they huddled, their backs to the small boy. They muttered something back and forth then turned around to face him.
"Okay," Honey said making a little curtsy. Bloo just bowed without a word. When they told Herriman, he was all happy at first about Bloo, but then got all sad about Honey. He made a deal with the boy that he could have Bloo free and Honey for $15.00. And the boy just happened to have that much. As he walked home with his two new friends, they asked him,
"By, the way, what was your name again?"
"Oh, my name's Charlie." The boy replied.
Later at Charlie's house…
His name rang a bell in Bloo's head. But he didn't know why.
"I want you to meet my parents, guys," Charlie said. He led them to a closed door. "I'll give you a signal to come in, okay?"
"Okay," Bloo and Honey replied. Charlie entered his parent's room.
"Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad," he greeted.
Bloo and Honey sighed sadly. It reminded them of when their friends used to visit them still. Oh, how they missed them.
"Ahem, I said presenting…" Charlie called loudly, interrupting their thoughts. They stepped foreword with their heads down. They really didn't feel like making eye contact.
"BLOO? HONEY?" two voices said rather surprised. When Bloo and Honey looked up, their jaws dropped. It was their long-lost creators! (Who hadn't changed at all except their height.)
"MAC? TESSA?" Bloo and Honey cried. The four stared at each other.
"Um, I'll just leave you guys alone," Charlie said scooting away.
After two hours of just staring at each other speechless…"RANCH!" screamed the ranch tooth from Wendy's (Don't ask.) interrupting the silence. Honey broke into wails.
"WHY? ALL THOSE YEARS, AND NOT A SINGLE VISIT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES WE ALMOST GOT ADOPTED?"
"Honey, we're so sorry," Tessa cried with her. As Honey and Tessa hugged each other, Bloo stared at Mac with disbelief all over his face.
"Why, Mac," Bloo said angrily but quietly, "I thought we were best friends."
"Bloo, listen, Tessa and I have to tell you something. Sit down." Mac said quietly.
(Flashback music)
"When I walked Tessa home that night and finished kissing ea…"
(Flashback pauses)
"PLEASE! Don't talk about the horror!" Bloo screeched.
"Alright, alright, jeez…" Mac grumbled.
(Flashback resumes)
"Well you remember how I wore those stupid black gloves that night? I hid an engagement ring in one and proposed to Tessa. She had to kind of think about it because we were only 19 and in our first year of collage…"
(Flashback pauses again)
"You're stating the obvious, Mac!" Bloo rudely interrupted again.
"Would you just shut up and listen to us for two seconds?" Tessa said irritably.
"Thank you, honey," Mac said. ( FYI he was talking to Tessa.)
"What?" Honey said looking up. Everyone smacked his or her foreheads. "What?"
(Flashback resumes again)
"Anyway, Tessa's parents opened the door and told us to come inside. Mom was there too. Even Terrance and Andy were there! So this is what happened…
"What's going on?" Mac asked, "Mom why are you here? And who invited them?" Mac asked pointed at Terrance and Andy who were too busy making out too care.
"Let me do the talking," Tessa's mom hollered, "Where have you two been going for the past few days?" Tessa realized that they'd been getting home pretty late since they started playing more with their imaginary friends.
"Uh, nowhere," Tessa lied.
"I think there's a little more to this," Tessa's father said seriously. Mac and Tessa exchanged glances of confusion. What the nut were their loony parents talking about?
"I'm sorry?" Mac chuckled.
"Where have you been going? It's okay to tell us sweetie," Mac's mother started, "We'll understand…"
"Don't tell him that!" Tessa's mother snapped, "We all know what's going on don't we?" Everyone nodded except Mac and Tessa who still weren't catching on. What were they talking about? And why were they just now noticing that they were leaving in the afternoon?
"Uh, Mom? Are you going a little loco on us or are you pulling our legs?" Tessa said with a look of confusion rather strong on her face.
"Don't play stupid with Mom, Tess!" Andy suddenly snapped with a snotty attitude, "Everyone in this room knows that what you two have been doing, including you!"
"I'm still not understanding what you're…" Mac started to say but then it hit the both of them. "AUGH! You think we're doing "THAT"! Oh, man! That's disgusting! Don't be ridiculous!" Mac shrieked.
"Of course you aren't," Terrance smirked.
"YOU SHUT UP ABOUT IT!" Tessa screamed, her cheeks were so pink with embarrassment that it made matters so much worse.
"Well, if you're not doing THAT, then where are you going?" Tessa's father asked.
"They're visiting those freaks, Bloo and Honey," Andy said quickly. Tessa's jaw dropped.
"You-you-… Don't listen to her!" she stammered.
"Bloo?" Mac's mom said.
"Oh dear gosh, you still believe that 'friend' of yours exists?" Tessa's father sighed rubbing his eyes.
"Mac, I told you to get rid of him! Delete him completely from your memory! And you still visit him?"
"See, I told you I was the better son," Terrance scoffed.
"I'll show you 'the better son,' you son of a…" Mac steamed rolling his sleeves up.
"Mac! No! Don't!" Tessa (luckily) interrupted.
"…Biscuit…" Mac finished angrily. Tessa's mother was shocked by the news of them visiting Foster's.
"Tessa, tell me this is all a lie," she said.
"Nope! They've been going down every year," Andy said quickly.
"And every week," Terrance said.
"And as a matter of fact everyday," Tessa shouted. Everyone turned to look at her.
"Tessa, no, don't…" Mac said.
"Mac, it ain't gonna stay a secret forever," Tessa cried. Mac sighed knowing that Tessa was right. They had already figured it out anyway. So after they told the whole story about Foster's, (it took a while because Mac's mom was hysterical when they mentioned that an Extreamosaur ate Terrance and then spit him up.) their parents told them that they would keep an eye on them for the rest of the time so that they would never visit Foster's again.
(Flashback ends for good)
"Bloo, it's not like we didn't try. Tessa and I put up fights everyday just to come back but nothing worked. And after we got married, things got a little mixed up. We still remembered you but we couldn't find Foster's," Mac went on.
"Dude, it's just down the street," Bloo said.
"Yeah, we realize that now," Tessa sighed.
"When Charlie wanted a story at night it was usually one about you guys," Mac smiled, "he always said that he would save up any money he had to find Foster's and adopt a friend. We always thought he was just being cute but he was obviously being serious."
"You could've at least given us a call…" Honey scowled.
"Well, we tried that, but our parents monitored the phone too," Tessa said.
"We're really sorry guys," Mac said truthfully, "Can you forgive us?" Bloo and Honey exchanged glances and smiled.
"Of course," they chirped. Mac and Tessa sighed in relief. Then Charlie came back into the room panting with excitement.
"What's up, lil' buddy?" Mac asked.
"I've done it, guys!" he squealed.
"What did you do?" Bloo asked.
"I created not one, but two imaginary friends!" he cried.
"Uh, no, you adopted us. There's a big difference, see, we…" Honey started.
"No! Not you guys! These guys!" he panted. With that two imaginary friends entered the room. They were like hybrids of Bloo and Honey! One had a body like Bloo, except she had Honey's eyes, feet (for feet and hands), ears, tail, and wings. The other one looked like a white rabbit ghost with Honey's ears and Bloo's eyes.
"Hi," the girl one chirped, all cute and bubbly, "I'm Bonnie Bloo!"
"Yo," the boy one greeted in a rather rebellious tone, "I'm Gloo!"
"Didja have to make 'em hybrids?" Honey mumbled to Charlie. He just smiled.
"So, you see?" said Katrina the Fortune teller (from Animal Crossing.)
Now in present time…
8-year-old Mac and Tessa stared at the crystal ball disbelieving.
"We… did… what?" Tessa stammered. Bloo and Honey just shuddered.
"Thanks a lot, Katrina, now my secret's out…" Mac growled.
"Looks like I'll have to brain wash you of everything you just saw," Katrina said with a sigh.
THE END?
Author's Note- Okay, I hoped you liked that! Keep an eye out for the sequel! (See? It was quite a bit different than 'Conan and Amy Forever's' (copyright)right? SO PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I'M TOO YOUNG!
-bloomacncheez