Burnout: Summer Rush Chapter 9: RESONATE!, a cartoon x-overs fanfic

Burnout: Summer Rush

(A/N and Disclaimer: Eight count em, eight chapters. YEEEE-to the-HA! The furthest I've ever gotten in any of my stories, of course then again am more properly motivated this time, mostly from a promise. And hey if your enjoying the show, then thats even better. So let's keep on keeping on, Shorty mine, MHZ owns Binks/Stealth and Lone Wolf, Beast Boy Fan the creator of Rocker-rella, Kirby with Nintendo/Hal Laboratories and everybody else belongs to Cartoon Network and/or their respected creators.)

"The City of Townsville…." Sprouts the always ever present narrator "…Doesn't know what its in for as they count down the days to the local fund raiser concert to save their park lake. As such Foster's Rockers have been practicing vigorously trying to be up to par with their musical rivals Puffy AmiYumi. Quite frankly their not sounding too bad though it may be due to the fact of new member Lone Wolf who agreed to help our bunch out after much begg-I mean persuasion from the pac-man ghost look alike known as Bloo."

"HEY, NAMCO CAN'T PROVE I WAS CREATED FIRST!" Bloo said stopping his guitar practicing though got whapped on the head by a nearby Rocker-rella.

"I know we've been playing for days and you need a little more rest. But…THAT'S NO EXCUSE TO STOP AND SHOUT AT THE CEILING! Now keep strumming…OR ELSE!"

"Y-Y-Yes ma'am." Bloo quickly complied while Rocker looked up at the ceiling.

"AND YOU, could you please take you brown-nosing else where?"

"Brown-nosing?! I'll have you know narrating is more then just sitting here and observing people's lives. It's…."

Rocker instantly turned back to him with demon eyes in her expression and waving her guitar around menacingly. "GrrrrrRRRRRRRR!!!!!"

"Or I could just move on and check back on you guys when you're not busy." The narrator said nervously before clearing his throat. "Um anyway while they were doing that, a day had seemingly passed by but the events that transpired were more then noticeable for the two people known as Shorty and Binks a.k.a Stealth XL the shadow powerpuff as the latter had went off to infiltrate the demolition site to find any dirt on the cause of the lake's impending demise, not to mention sworn annoyance of Puffy AmiYumi, Blair. However he found more then he bargained for as no sooner then discovering a folder of suspicious origin, he was ambushed by Blair's two henchmen then the construction workers who actually turned out to be…um…ice cream men and chicken workers…Yeah your guess is as good as mine. But anyway, he managed to evade capture for a while but was suddenly cornered by a bright light and…well that part still in development as Stealth is telling this to Shorty now. So if we wanna find out, we have to continue the story. Of course we don't have to as no days were saved since we started this thing and am REALLY getting on edge waiting for it to happen, I mean relative peace is great and all but where the ACTION, the THRILLS, the I'LL GET YOU NEXT TIME cliché line from the villains! WHERE I ASK YOU?! WHERE?!!"

……..

"Ahem s-sorry, too much caffeine in my system. J-Just ignore that and enjoy the show…go on…. what are looking at me for! Wait, you can't really see. JUST GO ON ALREADY!"

-Intro here-

CLICK

That was the sound that vibrated through Stealth's ears as the last thing he expected to be there shown on him.

"GAH!" He yelled as a dozen or so spotlights flashed on him, exposing him out to the open world. "What the…!"

However before he could finish, something dark descended upon him.

Chapter 8: Resonate

"AUUGGGH!" Stealth yelled out as force was applied upon his back and pushed him into the ground. If not for his Rowdyruff body that would have been the end of him right then and there. However pain still managed to course through his body as the weight of a bulldozer's wheel pushed down upon him. Eventually it stopped, leaving Stealth stuck in the ground. "Ugh –huff- -huff- I CAN'T…GET IT OFF!" He grunted trying to push it off of him, but it wouldn't give. "Dang it…too tired…light draining me of my…shadow powers." As he said this, he started to notice the henchmen beginning to crowd around him, their obvious sinister snickers and grins beginning to bore into him.

"This isn't good!" Stealth thought frantically "This is beyond good, this is dead end zero bottomless pit bad! B-but how did they know? I mean I've fought these guys before, but not enough for them to know the weakness to my powers!"

As he continued to ponder this, the crowd of henchman parted and out stepped the last person Stealth wanted to see in this situation.

"My my, I know demolitions are great spectacles, but NOT when its to my valuable co-workers." Blair said as he approached Stealth while reaching into the front pocket of his suit and pulling out a notepad. "Hmm lets see here, you wield shadow powers but you're not THAT superhero. Besides you don't look anything like a girl. You have a Rowdyruff body though you're obviously nothing like them. You don't drive a vehicle and or have any enhancements. And you have glasses though they're not geeky enough. Ah here we are, Stealth XL, the shadow powerpuff. Has all the strengths and weaknesses of a Powerpuff with the notable expectation of one difference: Your aforementioned shadow power which, as anyone who managed to finish school with more then one degree under his belt would tell you that its weakness is of course…" It was then Blair slammed his foot down upon Stealth's head "…Light"

"Uggh of course, these nitwits were nothing but hired hands, so of course they wouldn't know anything about my weakness. But typically the leader would…no matter how tacky he looks." Stealth though grudgingly while wallowing in pain, his vision starting to blur. However this wasn't helped when Blair suddenly lifted up his head by his hair.

"Now tell me what you were doing here?" Blair demanded with a venomous tone however his response was a sly grin from Stealth.

"Would you believe looking for a fashion sense for your clothes?"

This prompted many "Ooooooh"s out of the henchman but obviously wasn't amused by Blair who turned red with anger and once again stomped down on Stealth's head a few more times.

"Hmph a comedian, well we'll see how funny you are after by my henchm…err my employees get done with you." Blair then proceeded to stomp on Stealth one more time, however after the impact he noticed something fall out of Stealth's outfit.

"What's this?" Blair questioned as he picked it up but then his eyes widen with recognition then anger when he realized what it was. "Oh Oh OH! I see now your nothing but a spy sent to check in on my operation. Who sent you, those meddling rock star girls? Heh won't matter, cause were too close to completion for them to make a difference with their pathetic "save the lake" bologna, though why spoil their fun. After all false hope is better then no hope at all, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

He then stopped and raised an eyebrow to his henchmen who suddenly caught the drift and laughed with him least till he made a hand motion and cut them off abruptly.

"However…" Blair said in grave tone "…I don't appreciate when people steal from me, least of all knock off superhero wannabes. Do you have any idea what Mr. X would do to me if this was lost? It's scary enough just to meet the guy, so there no way in heck am gonna meet him face to face when he angered. He'd turn me into a pinstripe bar-b-que!" With that Blair stuffed the folder in his jacket and turned to his henchmen. "And now that you've seen too much, am afraid he wouldn't like it if you were to leave here with the information you've gained either. Am not really much of a person for elimination, bodily harm yes, but not elimination." He then smiled coyly "Of course that's what THESE gentlemen are here for!" On that cue many of the workers once again chuckled sinisterly while all the while Stealth faded in and out of conciseness.

"So that's…the case. Theres…a higher power." He thought wearily, fighting to stay awake "I…gotta…escape…warn the…others." However by now his strength had completely diminished and the pain far too intense to overcome, him struggling only making things worse until eventually he plopped onto the ground breathing raggedly.

"Gotta…Es...cape." This desperate thought entered into his mind as his vision gave in to darkness, the last thing Stealth saw were the henchmen parting to make way for what looked like a cannon that was soon leveled his way.

"And the next thing I knew, I awoke here." Stealth told Shorty finishing his story. "I thought for sure I was done for, but apparently fate said otherwise. Though I gotta wonder how DID I end up in the Sector V base?"

"Ah well now that you filled one part of the mystery, guess I should connect the rest of the dots." Shorty grinned "After I hadn't heard from you for most of the day since that morning, I was getting worried and it wasn't helped when noon started to fall into evening. So I headed toward the site myself, when I didn't notice more construction workers hanging near the first stretch of the area. I knew something bad was up and no sooner then I realized that…"

-Flashback, two minutes after Stealth lost conciseness-

"Hey boss, won't we damage the bulldozer if we blast him at this range?" The ice cream elite asked as he set his cursor on Stealth "The super boss won't like that; he does have a deposit on this equipment."

"That may be, but am sure he wouldn't like it even more if the whole operation is compromised and he loses even MORE money on the deal…not to mention taking it out on our hides. No, the loss of one little machine is tiddlywinks, so on my mark."

The elite nodded then powered up the cannon until it was at full capacity.

"AIM!'

The rest of the henchmen got back as this was sure to be messy.

"Wait for it!" Blair grinned savoring as much of this as possible while the elite's thumb hovered over the trigger.

"AND…FIRE!"

On that signal the elite pressed down on the button!

-BOOP!-

A noise was heard among the hired hands of spectators but the expecting annihilation of the shadow powered superhero didn't seem to occur, leaving Stealth still alive and all eyes to look toward the ice cream elite who was rubbing the side of his head.

"OW! WHO THREW SOMETHING AT ME?!" He demanded glaring over the spectators who quickly denied doing the deed. "I know somebody chucked something at my head! C'mon fess up! Was it you Jerry, getting back at me for the extra salt in your ice cream? What about you Ben? Das? Hagan? You guys always seem to be up to somethi…!"

"ENOUGH!" Blair yelled out "Cease this childish nonsense right now or I'll dock all of your pay! In case any of you buffoons have forgotten we have a superhero to execute, now recharge that thing and once more my signal fiIIIIRRRRRRE!"

-THUD- The crowd winched as their employer fell flat on his back after obviously slipping over something. "Boss, you ok?" One of the henchmen asked.

"Does it LOOK like am ok?!" He yelled as he was helped to his feet "I got dirt on my new suit and this is Armani plaid. Do you have any idea how hard to find and how much this cost especially at the cleaners?!!"

"Duuuh, hey what this?" One of the henchmen asked picking a small ball the size of a baseball but seems to have the design of a pokeball. Blair snatched it away from him and examined it. Eventually reaching the spot where the circle was and pressed it, suddenly the top half opened and a semi-bright light enveloped the crowd as a fanfare played. After a few seconds of this it died down leaving a few light particles in the air. They combined together until they formed into what looked like a typical catgirl wearing a maid outfit straight out of anime. Everyone save for Stealth blinked in unison at the confusion before them, Blair the most boggled of all.

"Greetings Blair-san." The hologram greeted cheerfully "I am NekoMeow, messenger of the countless stars. And am here to say congratulations, you've just been selected to receive a special gift from the omnipotent King of the Cosmos. YAAAAY!!!" It cheered producing confetti from out of nowhere before returning to Blair "Do you accept?"

"OOOOOOOH." Most of the henchmen said mesmerized by the sight. "AHHHHHHH."

"Err...wha? Wow! My, how thoughtful." Blair blushes "I've never received anything that I didn't take. What an honor, well I don't want to displease his majesty, of course I'll accept!"

The hologram smiled wide "Ok then, count with me everyone. 10…9…8…7…" Giving a shrug the henchmen do as instructed "6...5...4..."

The hologram turned toward Stealth, its eyes widening once it saw his form but continued counting not changing it cheerful expression.

"3...2..."

"I wonder what it is." Blair cooed. "More money, gold, jewels, REAL hair! Oh the possibil…wait I don't know any King of Cosmos."

"…1! Sayonara!"

BOOOOM!

The place goes up smoke…or more precisely whip cream covering the entire lake area in the white fluff, including the human occupants who were now scattered all over the area from being so close to ground zero i.e. Blair.

Who, speaking of which, somehow was still standing there with only his eyes visible from his covered foamy form, still holding onto the ball that produced the explosion and speechless at what just happened, it was then he noticed the hologram was still going as it grinned at him.

"Hope you enjoyed that little surprise, Blair-san. Now heres your real gift!"

BA-BOOOM!

This time a real explosion occurred however this one seem directed as only Blair was hit indicated by his blackened and smoking form. Amazingly though he was still standing though obviously in extreme pain now.

From a little distance sitting on top of one of the trees and looking at the sight with binoculars made up of soup cans, a figure smirks at what has happened before her. "You can call that the cherry on top." She speaks into a mic in her hand before throwing it aside, pulling out a board in her backpack and rushing toward the site.

"Payback time, you walking pinstripe!"

(Eyecatch: Shorty rears back and strikes the camera with her fist, when the flash subsides, Steatlh appears and then charges up one of his stubs and fires dark energy at it at the screen. The light and dark from their attacks merge together to form a yin-yang, and the two pop up in front of it with the respective color of their attacks (i.e: white for Shorty, black for Stealth) with their backs against one another, arms crossed and glaring at the screen.)

"Wait so you…blew up the area…with a whip cream bomb?!" Stealth asked in disbelief back in the present timeline.

"Well hey we are trying to save the lake, no point in doing so if we destroyed it. Granted it'll be a mess to clean up but at least it'll still be around." Shorty answered "Besides it wasn't just to get back at fuzz head. It was also the distraction I needed to save your bacon."

-Flashback-

"Ugggh! Looks like…boss man hurt." One of the henchmen said as he tried to get his feet.

"Well I would help him, but this stupid whip cream keeps making me slip all over the place." Another growled, having the same problems before licking some off his arm. "Very delicious though."

"Yeah, maybe when we get back to the ice cream factory we can make an ice cream entirely out of whip cream. Who knows maybe the boss might like it."

"You mean bosses. You know the higher boss put them in charge now."

"Oh yeah, the D…."

"YAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"

"HUH?!" The henchmen called out at once until something landed on one of their faces, which the group could see was a foot which, upon further looking up, belonged to a girl dressed in red who jumped off her unfortunate victim's face and toward the others.

"ANOTHER INTURDER!" The same dude who signaled Stealth's presence yelled out to his comrades, however the whip cream prevented them from rushing her. Though their intruder didn't seem to have this problem as she was in midair…

"OUT OF MY WAY YOU LAWN MONKIES!"

-POW-

…Not to mention holding a very potential weapon as demonstrated when she knocked a few of them aside then threw the board on the ground and landed to propel it through the whip cream which pretty much made it a makeshift ice rink.

"HOLD ON STEALTH AM COMING!" Shorty cried, surfing through the mob of mandatory employee suits to reach her friend. But as she got closer to her target, she soon realized something was standing in the way between her and him, the charred figure of Blair himself.

"Uh…wha ….buh…I'll take money for one thousand Alex." He said in a stupor before beginning to come out of it and no sooner then he did his eyes widen in anger "YOU!"

"YEAH ME, ALOHA!" Shorty yelled then suddenly skidded the board on it side and kicked it toward the still prone Blair while she fell to the ground but continued sliding due to the cream straight through Blair, tripping him forward only be smashed in mid-air by the incoming board before spinning to the ground.

"Heh surf's up." Shorty said nonchalantly before reaching out her hand to grab Stealth as she slid by him "I don't know too much about Powerpuff bodies, but I hope that they don't break easily." She thought as she pulled him with the force of the momentum. Normally she would have a right to worry as if was a human, well lets just say it would be a very messy sight. However no sooner as the pull reached it limit, the bulldozer suddenly creaked then started tilting till finally it fell over, freeing Stealth and sending both Shorty and his unconscious form tumbling till they were stopped by one of the equipment.

"Ow! Oof, well that could've gone better." Shorty chuckled as she rubbed her backside "But hey got you out of there in one piece, eh Stealth? Stealth?" It was then she noticed he was breathing raggedly "Oh crud vapors, it worse then I thought! I got to get you out of here now!"

Shorty lifted him up onto her back and started to make tracks…or would've had the whip cream not hampered her.

"Oh right, I used this to slow down the baddies. Talk about being caught in your own trap." She groaned giving a quick and worried look at Stealth.

"Uggh you…idiots! Mr.X didn't give you weapons for nothing." Blair yelled recovering and trying to get to his feet. "USE EM! DON'T LET THEM LEAVE HERE ALIVE!"

"Oh right the cone shooters! LOCK AND LOAD BOYS!" One of the henchmen yelled and all at once they unloaded cones on the duo, which were hard enough to puncture the vehicle they were by. Shorty quickly dropped Stealth and dodged out of the way slamming into the vehicle accidentally though this managed to jar the door to the vehicle open, blocking most of the shots. Seeing the opportunity, she grabbed Stealth and hopped into it. Quickly hitting the floor as more cones streaked through the windows.

"Well as far as temporary reprieves go. I could do worse." However the slowly increasing dents told her otherwise. She carefully reached her hand up to the console and randomly started mashing buttons, hoping to find anything to get the vehicle moving.

"Hey wait a sec?" One of the henchmen said, ceasing firing for a moment. "Isn't that…?"

A familiar sound of powering up soon radiated through the area followed by a blue light.

"THE CANNON!" Blair yelled

Seeing their weapon now turned against them, the henchmen yelled out in fear as they tried to get clear of the impending blast, some even making a feeble attempt to stop it with their cone shooters but obviously getting nowhere fast, literally as the cream kept them from running.

"Okay I feeling rumbling, but we're not going anywhere." Grunted Shorty as she continues playing with the buttons. "Which one these things make it move!" Suddenly one of the cones sailed by and nicked her in the hand causing her to yell out and rear back, hitting a lever in the process.

On the outside the henchmen noticed the blue light beginning to fade.

"Oh thank goodness, she must've hit the off switch in her desperation." Blair panted as his adrenaline went down "Heh the fool, tis her mistake. Henchman continue fir…ing?"

The last part come out into a question as the machine suddenly skidded then shot forward before anybody in front of it could move out of the way. End result?

-POOOW!-

Bodies went flying into the air as the cannon knocked them aside to painfully land into trees, the land, more whip cream or into each other. Quite frankly there was going to be a lot of exploitation of the health benefits later.

"OOOOOOH MAAAAAMMMAAAA!" Blair yelled as he crashed into a set of cases filled with drilling equipment. However after a few seconds, the cases started rumbling before being knocked over by Blair who, along with his shredded clothes and lopsided wig, now had a maniacal nature about him.

"He he he HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! So you wanna play rough?! Then lets get beyond crazy, CRIMINALLY INSANE!" he grabbed a certain case from the pile then opened it revealing a bazooka marked CREAM BLASTER 9000!

"A LITTLE PRSENT FROM MR.X, HOPE YOU LIKE THIS FLAVOR KIDDIES, BLACKBERRY EXPLOSION! HAHAHAHAHAH!" Blair opened fire haphazardly in the direction of the stolen laser cannon; soon making a bigger mess of things but in his current state it was likely that he didn't care now.

"Hang on Stealth, were almost out of here." Shorty told him as she tried her best to steer despite the wound on her hand though in her mind she pleaded "Please let us make it out of here. I'll never forgive myself if Binks met his end under my suggestion."

However her thoughts were interrupted as the vehicle was suddenly rocked by explosions causing it to swerve out of control. Shorty yelled trying to regain the steering but a lucky direct hit by Blair knocked the cannon into a tree; ricocheting off of it and making it spin into the lake where it quickly began sinking.

"Ugggh!" Shorty groaned almost knocked into La La land herself but managed to stay awake especially when she felt water on her knees. "Oh perfect." Shorty grabbed Stealth and climbed out of one the broken windows to the roof of the vehicle. "What do I do now?! Am a so-so swimmer but I don't know if I can carry Stealth along with me, especially with the enemy on shore! But if I don't move now we'll both drown regardless!"

"Aww, water water everywhere, but not a place to run to!" Blair's voice caught Shorty's attention, her eyes widening in horror was she realized that 1) he was now wielding a bazooka and 2) He had both Stealth and her clear in his sights with, as Blair correctly stated, no where to run. "NOT GOOD!" Shorty's mind screamed "NOT GOOD!"

"Now, hold that pose." Blair grinned wildly before aiming. Just as he was about to squeeze the trigger, a blue light suddenly glowed from underneath the lake were the vehicle was submerged. "W-What! Impossible! It can't be!" Blair said snapping out of his maniac phase "We don't even have the proper instruments yet!"

"Instruments?" Shorty thought as she watches the phenomenon herself then recognition hit as she realized what was going to happen, quickly jumping into the water with Stealth just as the circuitry in the laser cannon had reached it water-resistant limit.

-KA-BOOOOOM! -

The explosion rocked the whole forest producing a very noticeable smoke cloud that could be seen from a distance while those at ground zero were fling even further through the woods, some knocked out against the branches as was the case with Blair. However those who were knocked into the lake were having a tougher time as the waves carried them out further into the water but none more so then Shorty and Stealth, the former trying hard to fight the current however her strength was greatly diminishing. Followed by the fact the two were now out in the middle of the lake, Shorty's growing dread met an all time high as she continued to feebly to stay afloat with Stealth in her arm.

"How…ironic. Am trying to save the lake…and its…going to be…the end of me." Shorty thought while chuckling a little as her paddles got less and less frequent until eventually exhaustion took hold and she and Stealth slowly sank beneath the water. As the H2O met her ears so did another sound, a faint roar of engine rockets as they neared the surface of the lake.

"SHORTY!" Another familiar sound, this time a voice, called out to her.

The next few minutes went by in a blur to her. A couple of splashes in the water, hands reaching to grab her and Stealth, being carried onto what looked like a hovering barn house with silo rocket boosters on each side. A familiar face in a red cap and blue shirt with a white strip design trying to shake her awake, the ship being pelted by ice cream cone from those that were still moving on land, the rough take off as they escaped into the evening sky and lastly someone in a British accent asking if it was worth it to save a couple of teenagers which seem to have lead into an argument. However before she could figure any more, the darkness claimed Shorty.

Present Day

"And that pretty much the whole tale in nutshell." Shorty finished "I came too the next morning right beside you. Kuki had patched up my hand in her usual style." Shows Binks the Rainbow Monkey designed bandage wrapped around it." And I've been by your bedside since then, telling my mom I was at a sleepover."

"Heh looks like I owe you big time, girl." Binks grinned albeit forcefully but it quickly dropped "More then you'll ever know. I…blew it big time. I had the plans right in my grasp but I let my guard down for one second and it almost cost us our lives." A determined expression then entered onto his face. "That's why am going back up there right now and doing this right!" The rowdyruff began to take flight but a pain in his midsection kicked in causing him to cringe in midair. Shorty quickly caught him before he plopped down on the bed.

"Whoa! Whoa! Easy, you haven't fully recovered yet. In your state, you probably wouldn't last more then a few seconds at best." She told him frowning "Look everyone makes mistake, normal and supers alike, but you won't be able to make up for them if you go and get yourself whacked. Beside, it wasn't all for naught, we found out that something bad going down at the lake other then its destruction and Blair not on the up and up just as Ami and Yumi told us. So now we gotta figure out who this Mr. X is and what he wants with the lake. We'll think of our next move soon but for the time being, just rest and recover. Please…Binks."

Upon seeing the comforting yet worried expression on Shorty's face, Binks couldn't help but give in and crawled back into bed. "Ah you know I couldn't say no to that face. Besides you know me, sleeping is –Yawn- one of my best talents anyway." A snoring sound was soon emitted no sooner then his head hit the pillow. Shorty laughed softly as she watched him doze off then looked out one of the windows overlooking the city.

"Don't worry, Stealth." She said to herself "We'll stop Blair. On my reputation as a bully bounty hunter, I promise I won't let THIS bully get away with anything."

Back on the little street that held the house of 1123 Wilson Way, the wobbly sounds of music flooded through the surroundings indicating that the Foster's Rocker's were still practicing their musical chops. It was getting better but Rocker-rella was not content with that, she was aiming for perfection and wouldn't settle for anything less. Thus the hours of the house were constantly filled with so-so practicing which promptly forced the other residents to wear earplugs as they quickly found no amount of door closing could drown out the noise.

Mr. Herrimen, the second caretaker of the household not to mention an imaginary friend himself of the aristocratic funny bunny variety, tried his best to silence or at least move the group's practicing to another less occupied section of the house. But quickly relented when Rocker-rella gave him a taste of her wraith for rudely interrupting them (and subsequently found a new fear in guitar-wielders). He did however remind Frankie that she was still a caretaker of the house and she still had her duties regardless of this "band of hard objects" as he put it. And Frankie unfortunately had to agree, so a compromise was made that she did her job during the day and practice her instrument at night.

"Great, the fun of multi-tasking." She groaned

And so it went that she went about her chores, however was finding it difficult to do so with Rocker-rella's training drilled into her head as such when she "played" a scrubbing brush like a trumpet and got soap in her mouth for her troubles (yet her tongue had never been cleaner). Add to the fact that ongoing music was playing non-stop all day and well…medusa would be a better sight to look at for the moment.

Despite the noise, the doorbell somehow managed to be heard and reached the ears of the female caretaker causing her to dazedly make her way to the front door…and nearly scaring the bejeezus out of the person standing there.

"GAAAAAAH!"

"YAAAAAAH!"

After that little surprise Frankie pounded her heart to make sure it was pumping again before addressing the figure "Sheesh kid, don't do that. I get enough surprises around here."

"Oh…I…am sorry. This is 1123 Wilson Way, isn't it?"

"Huh, oh yeah sorry about that, you just startled me there. If your looking for Foster's this is the place. Am Frankie, one of the caretaker, how can I help you?"

"Ah cool, well with two things really. One am looking for a boy by the name of Mac. And two, I hear you take in imaginary friends well…"

"Puyo!" A pink figured popped out from behind the person and greeted the once again startled Frankie.

"Kirby, you were supposed to wait for you cue." The person sighs but can't help but chuckle.

"Uh… well yeah, we take in imaginary any friends of all shape and sizes." Frankie answered her. "At least I think that one." The back of her mind doubted before continuing "As for Mac, who shall I say is calling?"

The figure smiles at Frankie no sooner then that question pops up.

"Betty, an "long time, no see" friend of his."

T.B.C. equals To Be Continue as thats what soon appears onscreen.

"Hmm, how to judge this one." The narrator says "Mmmm, well someone was saved even though the baddie wasn't completely stopped and there was plenty of action with a splash of drama oh and comedy. Meh, I give it a "B" not great but not bad either. Though LET TRY TO HAVE A LITTLE HUSTLE OUT THERE ON THE NEXT ONE, HUH PEOPLE!"

-THUNK-

"OOOWWWW!!!!"

"Do you mind? My friend trying to sleep here." Shorty said while leaning in a chair by Binks' bedside.

"Well am trying to a closing narration here but you don't see me throwing stuff a people!"

Shorty leans back then tilts over a nearby table before lifting it up with one hand.

"Err…of course maybe a little courtesy wouldn't hurt either. Hehehe, till next time."

-Outro here-

Next Chapter:

Mac: B-Betty? What are you doing here and whose that pink friend of your?

Betty: Oh just happened to be in the neighborhood, oh and this is Kirby by the way.

Bloo: Oooh, is this your little girlfriend Mac?

Mac: N-no! Just a friend I met in the past and…stop looking at me like that!

Bloo: Sure she is and hey I just realized something that our band is messing. A singer, what do ya say pal?

Kirby: Puyo!

Betty: Oh boy.

Next Chapter: Red, Pink and Red All Over.

Bloo: Mac and Betty sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

Mac: SHUT UP, BLOO!