Scene 1: Broflovski's Residence
[Kyle slowly rises behind the kitchen counter, followed by Bloo, who also rises slowly. They both look around simultaneously, when suddenly, a black figure of Louis- Kyle's older brother-slowly rises behind them, followed by an ominous electric guitar riff and an evil smile on the figure.]
BLOO AND KYLE: Ahhhhh!
LOUIS: Wait, stop! I just wanna punch you!
BLOO: Watch your back, Kyle! He's gaining on-
BLOO AND KYLE: Whoa!
LOUIS: [punches the wall with his fist] Oooooh, I'm telling Mom!
BLOO: [runs around the couch with Mac while starting his sentence] Kyle?
KYLE: [answers] Yeah?
BLOO: Your brother...
KYLE: Yeah?
BLOO: Is a...
KYLE: Uh-huh?
BLOO: Big...
KYLE: Right?
BLOO: Fat...
KYLE: Yeah?
BLOO: Doofus.
KYLE: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
LOUIS: Shut up, you...
BLOO: Yeah?
LOUIS: You...
BLOO: Come on!
LOUIS: You... Bloofus! Heh ha heh ha!
BLOO: [stops running for what he heard] Bloofus?! Bloofus?
KYLE: His name is Blooregard Q. Kazoo, and you know it, Louis!
BLOO: Right, right, or Blooey, Bloo the Blue Dude, El Blooderino, or hey, how 'bout just Bloo? Heh! But come on, man, Bloofus? Heh! How stupid can you get?
LOUIS: Look! No stupid imaginary friend of my stupid little brother is gonna tell me how stupid I am 'cause I know just how stupid I-
[Bloo and Kyle look like they're about to break out laughing at Terrence calling himself stupid]
LOUIS: SHUT UP! [jumps over the couch and tries to grab them both with his hands]
LOUIS: Stupid, heh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Well, well, well. Lookee what I got here. It's Mr. Destructo and his evil pal Breaky. Ha ha ha! Mom is gonna be so mad when she sees what you two have done.
BLOO: We haven't done anything.
LOUIS: Oh, no? [holds Bloo to break the lamp] Breaky, how could you? No, Mr. Destructo! Don't do it! [holds Mac to knock CDs off the shelf]
KYLE: Stop it, Terrence!
LOUIS: But I'm not doing anything. It's... Mr. Destructo and Breaky. They've gone crazy! [Continues laughing while he holds Bloo and Mac to break things and spins them around. Bloo sees a vase on the top shelf, he joins in the laughter.]
BLOO: This rules! Breaky loves breaking! Break more, break more!
KYLE: Bloo, no!
BLOO: [to Mac] Quiet, you! Terrence, the cabinet!
[Terrence throws Bloo at the top of the shelf Bloo grabs the vase with an evil smile on his face.]
KYLE: Don't do it!
LOUIS: Shut up! [to Bloo] Do it, do it!
BLOO: Sorry, Mac, I hate to break it to you, but... [throws the vase at Terrence's head]...your brother is a big, fat doofus.
KYLE AND BLOO: Ah ha ha ha ha ha!/Whoo!/Oh, yeah!/Brilliant!/Oh, yeah! We won!
[Kyle and Bloo continued laughing and dancing around, but then the front door opens with a shadow that reveals to be Kyle and Louis's mother with grocery bags and their adopted baby brother Ike and looked at the broken furniture in the house.]
SHEILA: [mad] Kyle! Bloo!
KYLE: Mom, it's not what you-
BLOO: Yeah, Louis! He was the one-
LOUIS: [pretending to whine] Mommy, Mommy! Kyle and Bloo were MEAN TO ME! [grabs his mother's waist] I was being a good boy looking after my sweet, little brother when all of a sudden his crazy, imaginary friend Bloo went insane and started to tear the house apart. I tried to stop him but when Kyle joined in they started beating on me. If it wasn't for you coming home there's no telling what they would have done to me! Oh, thank you for saving me, Mommy!
KYLE: What?!
BLOO: That is so not what happened! Louis-
SHEILA: [interrupts Bloo's sentence] Is the oldest and is in charge of this house when I am not at home...
LOUIS: Ha!
SHEILA: ...and I expect him to act like the oldest and set a good example by telling the truth.
KYLE AND BLOO: Ha!
IKE: Bother Louis is in twouble!
LOUIS: But, Mommy, I was telling the-
SHEILA: Terrence, you expect me to believe that a 13-year-old boy was overpowered by an 8-year-old and his cute little imaginary friend?
BLOO: Yeah. Kyle may be tough but he is still kinda weak compared to his brother.
KYLE: And Bloo's spineless.
[Bloo wiggles his body.]
LOUIS: But, Mom...
SHEILA: [sighs] Terrence, I've had a long day, and I'm too tired to deal with your made-up sob stories. Just go to your room.
[Louis just goes to his room angrily, while Kyle and Bloo laugh, say "mama", tease and make faces at him.]
SHEILA: [off-screen] Kyle, Bloo, that's enough.
KYLE: But-
BLOO: Louis-
SHEILA: [interrupts Bloo's sentence again] Is not the only one at fault here. I'm fed up with the three of you always fighting. We need to talk.
BLOO: Okay, sure. Come on, Mac.
SHEILA: No, Bloo. I need to talk to Kyle alone.
[Kyle looks guilty.]
BLOO: It's okay, Kyle, I'll be right here. I'm not going anywhere.
IKE: (saddened) Bother Kyle…
[Kyle goes in his room with his mother. Bloo stands there and changes his face to a sad look.]
Scene 2: Kyle's Bedroom
SHEILA: Mac, now you know how tired I am of you three fighting.
KYLE: But it was Louis. He always picks on me and treats me like a baby.
SHEILA: And why do you think he does that?
KYLE: 'Cause he's a jerk?
SHEILA: Well, yes, but can you please stop fighting with your older brother? You're a 8 years old boy and need to settle an example for your little brother Ike.
KYLE: Mom...
SHEILA: I'm not blaming you entirely for the reasons why Louis pick on you but I think I know the actual reason why you and Louis hate each other now.
[Bloo is hearing the conversation outside the door.]
SHEILA: It's because of Bloo.
KYLE: What?!
SHEILA: I'm sorry, Kyle, I just think it's time. You need to grow up, and say goodbye to Bloo.
KYLE: But, Mom, it's not fair. We're best friends. we'll be good. I-I-I'll keep him locked in my room. Mom, PLEASE!
SHEILA: Kyle, no! Stop it! This isn't about you're being good or keeping Bloo locked up. The fact is, you're a big boy now, and you're too old for him.
KYLE: But-
SHEILA: My decision is final, you have got to get rid of Bloo. Or you're going to be in serious trouble, young man. [opens the door and leaves as a shocked Bloo falls on the floor] Oh, sorry, Bloo.
LOUIS: [shoots a spitball at Bloo's eye and laughs evilly] Hasta la bye-bye.
[The screen fades to black until different TV channels are being switched through.]
MODERATOR: Sorry, you have to go.
[The channel switches.]
BOY: Go on, boy, get outta here!
[Channel switches again.]
SALESMAN: And just like that, it's gone!
[Channel switch.]
SPEAKER: Featuring such Blues classics as "Feelin' Blue", "Gettin' rid of the Blues" and "No one wants the Blues".
[The scene switches to Bloo who's been swapping the channels.]
[Bloo switches channels to stop at a sitcom.]
WOMAN: Are you alone?
[Bloo switches channels now faster until it reaches a documentary.]
NARRATOR: The Grand Canyon, spectacular, beautiful and mystifying. And one of the deepest, deepest, deepest depressions the world has ever known.
[Bloo switches channels again, hears "Imaginary Friends" and switches back to that channel.]
FRANKIE: Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends is a wonderful, funderful imagination habitation. We provide food, shelter and a warm heart for imaginary friends, looking for a place to call home. So if you know of or have an imaginary friend that desperately needs a home, then come down to Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends, where good ideas are not forgotten.
[The scene switches from the TV clip to the actual house.]
Scene 4: Foster's Front Yard
[The morning has come as a gentle, early fall breeze blows some leaves across the old sidewalk that ran in front of the huge mansion that Bloo saw on TV. Bloo was taking Mac to Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends.]
BLOO: This is the place I was telling you about. Pretty cool, huh?: This is the place I was telling you about. Pretty cool, huh?
KYLE: [looks at the house through the fence] I...I don't know, Bloo. Are you sure?
BLOO: Totally! The commercial said it was some fantastical, magical place for imaginary friends who need a place to crash, hang out and do stuff. It's gonna be great!
[They walk all the way to the doorstep and Bloo knocks on the front door.]
KYLE: I guess you're right, but still.
BLOO: Mac, I know you're worried, but listen. With me living here, mom will be happy, Louis will leave you alone, and you can visit me every day. It's perfect! Our problems are solved!
[The door opens and it appears to be a rabbit, wearing a suit, a monocle on his left eye, and a top hat.]
MR. HERRIMAN: [tips his hat] Good day, gentlemen. How may I be at assistance?
BLOO: Cool. A bunny butler. Well-
MR. HERRIMAN: My good man, I will have you know that I am Mr. Herriman, the head of business affairs at this facility, and in no way a butler or any other member of the servant trade. Now, if you will please state your business.
KYLE: Uh, uh, uh, uh...
MR. HERRIMAN: [about to close the door] Oh, very well. As I have more important issues to attend to than dealing with an indecisive child, I shall bid you both good day.
Scene 5: Foster's Foyer
[Bloo and Mac enter the floyer.]
BLOO: Wait a minute!
MR. HERRIMAN: My good man!
BLOO: Please, Mr. Rabbit Man.
MR. HERRIMAN: Herriman.
BLOO: Please, Mr. Herriman, my boy here, his name is Kyle and he has the worst life ever! I tell ya, it's so vile and horrible, I can't even begin to explain. But I'll try.
KYLE: What?!
BLOO: You see, this poor, pathetic kid, lives all alone with me, his nagging mother, his scummy father, his jerky older brother and little brother in this trashy, run down dump of a house. It's got no electricity or running water. Man, oh man, does it stink. No, I mean it, it really does. [Mr. Herriman stares at Bloo with his arms crossed] It's got this foul disgusting smell that'll make you sick.
KYLE: Na-ah.
BLOO: And oh yes, his older brother is a total jerk, who's like eight feet tall, weights three-hundred pounds and has no brain. So he's like the foul bully monster that beats up wimpy little Kyle all the time. And there is never anyone home to stop him, 'cause his mom works like fifteen jobs every day of the week, including weekends. Not to mention that she doesn't get home until midnight, so yeah, each and every day Kyle is killed dead by his big stupid brother.
KYLE: What? I'm not a wimpy!
BLOO: And there's also his little brother, who is adopted from Canada but he is still a baby and doesn't understand Kyle's pain.
KYLE: (angrily) Bloo!
BLOO: And, all this miserable kid has to forward to in his crummy little life, is me. His best buddy Bloo. But get this: His mother has said that he is too old for an imaginary friend. And he must get rid of me. Can you believe it? So here I am on my knees.
KYLE: Uh-uh.
BLOO: What? [Kyle points to Bloo's knees as Bloo is standing up] Oh. [back to Mr. Herriman, while getting down on his knees and Kyle facepalms] So here I am on my knees, at your mercy, kind sir. So if only you can find it in your big bunny heart to open up your beautiful and spacious home to this poor, rejected, hated and unwanted imaginary friend, maybe, just maybe I wouldn't be so... blue.
[Mr. Herriman stares at Bloo again.]
KYLE: I'm sorry, sir. He's crazy, we'll be on our-
MR. HERRIMAN: Very well. I shall arrange a tour for you.
BLOO AND KYLE: What?
[Mr. Herriman hops towards a speaker.]
MR. HERRIMAN: Ms. Frances, Ms. Frances, your presence is requested in the foyer. There are two gentlemen who are in need of a tour.
Act 2
MR. HERRIMAN: Ms. Franc-
FRANKIE: [over the speaker] I'M COMING! Sheesh!
MR. HERRIMAN: She will be with you a momentarily.
[Herriman hops away, we see a bunch of imaginary friends walk around in the foyer.]
BLOO: [to Kyle] Well?
KYLE: It's okay.
[He looked away and crossed his arms, worrying Bloo and…but he soon found out it was just a joke when Mac grinned. So Bloo gave him a friendly punch on the arm. A teenage red haired girl appears with a giant green slime creature, George Mucus.]
FRANKIE: Now you know why you're not supposed to run around with Scissors? Scissors? Scissors?
[A pair of legged scissors with small feet, two eyes and the blades as the mouth came running in.]
SCISSORS: Yeah?
FRANKIE: Scissors, what do you say?
SCISSORS: I'm sorry.
FRANKIE: Okay, go play. [they run] Don't run! Whatever that bunny says is wrong. The name's not Frances, It's Frankie.
BLOO: I'm Bloo and this is my boy Kyle.
FRANKIE: Hey Bloo. Hey Kyle.
KYLE: Hi.
FRANKIE: So, I guess you guys wanna have a tour of the place?
BLOO: Yeah
KYLE: Please.
FRANKIE: Cool, follow me. Foster's was founded in-
MR. HERRIMAN: [over the speaker] Ms. Frances, Ms. Frances. Your presence is requested in the third floor sleeping quarters.
FRANKIE: I'm busy! What's the problem!?
MR. HERRIMAN: [over the speaker] It is Duchess. She-
DUCHESS: [over the speaker in a German accent] Give me that. Frankie? Frankie?! GET UP HERE NOW!
FRANKIE: Aww man, one of these days. [turns to Bloo and Kyle] Sorry, guys, her royal majesty calls. But don't worry, I'll get someone to show you around. Hold on a sec. [calls somebody] Wilt? Tour please! I'm really sorry, guys. Wilt will take care of you, but I'll try to meet up with you at the end of the tour, okay?
DUCHESS: [over the speaker] FRANKIEEE!
FRANKIE: COMING!
[Frankie goes upstairs, angrily.]
WILT: [to someone] I'm sorry, is that okay? You sure? All right. Okay. Sorry, though.
[The imaginary friend walks over to them. Mac and Bloo look up. This friend is red with long legs with a small body with a number one on it.. His arm was long and the other was ripped up and stitched. One of his stalk eyes was bent.]
WILT: Hey, how ya doin'? Name's Wilt.
[Kyle and Bloo stare at him. Wilt is still standing there with a smile and he blinks his normal right eye for a long silence.]
WILT: Yo, guys? Hello?
[Mac and Bloo are still staring.]
WILT: Oh, okay, I get it. It's cool, it's cool. I know I'm all broken with a wonky eye and the stubby arm. Probably freaks you out, huh? But don't sweat it, I'll get someone else to—
BLOO AND KYLE: You're tall.
WILT: Oh. Well, yeah. I guess.
BLOO: You should play basketball.
WILT: Oh, yeah? Well, um, yeah. I used to, um, you know, whatever. Hey, how about that tour, huh? Great, let's go!
[Music starts playing and we see them in different rooms]
Scene 6: Various Rooms
WILT: Waiting room, sitting Room, living room, parlor. Ooh. Sorry, sorry. I just stopped. Is that okay? Okay. Check this out. [points to the picture of Madame Foster] This is Madame Foster. Man, I tell ya, if it wasn't for this little lady, none of us would even be here, 'cause you see, she's the one who has the bright idea to open up our own home and give us forgotten imaginary friends a second chance. I mean, how cool is that?
MYOPIC PATOOTIE: She rules.
RODNEY SQUIDDLEBEAK: She's awesome.
JACKIE KHONES: She's old. [sees Mr. Herriman walking to him with a spanking paddle and walks away from him. As Wilt, Mac and Bloo stare at them, the tour continues]
WILT: Hallways, hallways, hallways, halt. Sorry I keep stopping, but I gotta point this out, okay? This is Mr. Herriman's office and trust me, you don't ever, ever, ever want to get sent here.
[While Wilt explains, the spanking noise can be heard in Mr. Herriman's office.]
JACKIE KHONES: [comes out after he got spanked by Mr. Herriman] I'll say.
[The tour continues.]
WILT: Washroom, bathroom, powder room, laundry.
[But as Sockajewea was carrying a huge basket of dirty laundry, he accidentally dropped a sock, and Wilt wasn't going to let that sock go unaccounted for. So Wilt picked up the sock, curled it into a ball and started doing tricks with it as if it was actually a basketball, and then he soon made a trick shot and it landed back in the same basket just before Sockajewea left the room. And this certainly impressed Kyle and Bloo.]
[The tour continues.]
WILT: Dining room, tea room, [straining] pantry, kitchen.
[They were making their way to the next part of the house, but were stopped by what had to have been another weird imaginary friend they've seen today. This one is shape as a bird with green palm tree hair, blue airplane body, red beak, two eyes with eye lashes and orange bird feet. Female.]
COCO: Coco?
KYLE: Uhh, no thanks.
BLOO: Coco?
BLOO: Yes.
COCO: Coco?
BLOO: Yes.
COCO: Coco?
BLOO: Yes.
COCO: Coco?
BLOO: [getting annoyed] Yes.
COCO: Coco?
BLOO: Yes, please. With marshmallows.
WILT: No, Bloo. No. This is Coco. She wasn't asking if you wanted cocoa. She- Uh, all she says is "coco".
BLOO: Oh. Well, then what is she saying?
WILT: Do you want any juice?
[A timpani being struck was heard. The tour continues, now with the addition of Coco.]
WILT: Hallways, hallways, always, [tired] hallways.
[Kyle stops as he could've sworn he heard heavy breathing…most likely from a huge beast. So when he looked back in fear, only to find nothing and no one there. He walks back to the group as the unknown beast was watching him from behind.]
WILT: Music room, play room, rumpus room, arcade.
[Kyle and Bloo stare at the games.]
WILT: [grabs Kyle with his hand] Come on.
COCO: [grabs Bloo with her beak] Coco.
[While they leave to continue the tour, the figure sneaks past the TV screen to keep spying on Kyle.]
WILT: Bedrooms, bedrooms, bedrooms, bedro-
[They stumble into Duchess' room where Frankie was hit by towels.]
DUCHESS: [throws towels at Frankie] No, no, no! This is unacceptable! [lowers a towel down to reveal her disgusting elephant face] I will not stand for my good linens to be washed with everyone else's dirty laundry. I have said this time and time again, wash in imported water only. I don't care if you have to run a pipe from the swiss alps. Just do it, do it, do it! [to Wilt, Kyle, Bloo and Coco] What do you want? Get out! Get out! GET OUT!
[They quickly close the door.]
WILT: That is Duchess. She thinks she's the best idea ever though of. But if you ask me, she's one of the worst. [gives them a thumbs-down]
MYOPIC PATOOTIE: She's gross.
RODNEY SQUIDDLEBEAK: She's ugly.
JACKIE KHONES: She's evil.
MR. HERRIMAN: She is indeed.
[Mr. Herriman couldn't help but quietly add his opinion about Duchess with Jackie Khones. But again, Kyle felt that queasy feeling that they were being watched, but when he looked, he found nothing again.]
KYLE: Hey, Wilt. Speaking of evil, are there any monsters here?
BLOO: Monsters? What are you crazy, Mac? There aren't any-
WILT: Well...
Scene 7: Foster's Back Yard
[The scene switches to them being outside in front of a giant locked up cage.]
WILT: They're called Extremeasauruses. These vicious and destructive imaginary friends are created by jerky teenage boys. We gotta keep 'em locked up, 'cause, boy, are they nasty. So, be careful.
[With that, they were about to walk away from the cage to head back into the house, but a monstrous tentacle bade out of giant metal balls managed to slip through the bars of the one small window while their backs were turned, and it was aiming for Mac, who is being grabbed by the Extremeasaur in the cage.]
KYLE: Heeeelp!
BLOO: Kyle!
KYLE: Aaaahhhaa-Ahhhhaa-AAAhhhhaa...!
WILT: [jumping around in place to panic] I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but that is definitely NOT okay!
COCO: [running back and forth] Coco-Coco-Coco-Coco-Coco-Coco-Coco-Coco!
[Kyle sees someone coming, charging like a bull in front of him. He was violet with huge horns, sharp fangs and small claws. with a demon tail.]
KYLE: M-M-Monster!
[The beast roars and hits the cage with his horns. The Extremeasaur lets go of Kyle as he falls, but the beast catches him as he cradles Mac and starts sobbing.]
EDUARDO: [sobbing] El chico muerto!
BLOO: [punches the monster's boots] Let him go, you big stupid monster!
EDUARDO: [runs away from Bloo] Aaaah, I no monstro!
BLOO: Wait, stop! I just wanna punch you!
[Bloo begins chasing the beast around.]
WILT: No, Bloo, no! It's okay! It's okay.
EDUARDO: [while running, speaking in Spanish] El hombre azul es loco!
COCO: Coco?
EDUARDO: Why?
COCO: Coco coco coco.
EDUARDO: No!
COCO: Coco coco coco.
EDUARDO: No, no no!
COCO: Coco co. Coco. Coco.
EDUARDO: [understands] Sí.
COCO: Coco coco coco coco co.
EDUARDO: [understands again] Sí.
COCO: Coco coco coco coco coco co, co?
[The beast calms down and stops running and thanks Coco.]
EDUARDO: Uh, sí. Gracias, Coco. Usted tiene una manera con palabras.
[He puts Kyle back down on the ground and smiles.]
WILT: Good job, Coco. You sure have a way with words.
[Bloo bites the monster, who then runs around and screams.]
KYLE: Bloo, stop! I think he's cool.
EDUARDO: [Latin accent] Sí, sí, I cool, I cool. The little boy gets thrown around and around. And oh, it's so scary. I uh, you see, tried to help. Please little crazy blue man, I'm no monster. I am good guy. I am friend.
BLOO: [with his teeth still biting] Fwwend?
EDUARDO: [whimpers] Sí.
WILT: Yes, that's what we've been trying' to tell you. Kyle, Bloo, this is Eduardo. And he's one of the sweetest and kindest friends we've got here at Foster's. He wouldn't hurt a fly.
EDUARDO: Sí. And I am too scared of them anyway.
KYLE: Well, why were you being all sneaky, and hiding from us all day?
EDUARDO: [nervously] I uh. I am, how do you say- scared of the little kid. And well, I was uh, afraid you would not like me. And so I hide.
KYLE: Not like you? You're crazy. You saved me! You're a hero, Eduardo.
EDUARDO: Hero?
WILT: See? Friends. We're all friends.[Bloo lets go of Ed's fur] And speaking of friends, man, oh man, you should see all the kinds of friends we've got here at Foster's!
Scene 8: Various Rooms / Foster's Foyer
[The tour continues with Eduardo joining them, Wilt leads them to horse stables.]
WILT: There's friends with horns. With wings. With horns and wings. With horns and wings that talk.
ALICORN: Hey, Wilt.
WILT: [hands her some hay to eat] Hey.
ALICORN: Thanks.
WILT: Simple ones, stealthy ones, two in ones, unimaginative ones. [An Imaginary friend resembling Mojo Jojo from The Powerpuff Girls appears on screen.] Some kids aren't that creative, so they just copy what they see on TV. What you gonna do? Furry, fuzzy, fluffy, funky. [Tries not to smell Sloppy Moe.] Oh man, whooo. Big, small, young, old.
MR. HERRIMAN: [offended] Why, I never.
WILT: Happy, sad, good, bad.
DUCHESS: [also offended] Well, I never.
BLOO: And don't forget, [refers to Coco] silly, [refers to Eduardo] nervous, [refers to Wilt] helpful.
KYLE: And now, [refers to Bloo] blue.
BLOO: You mean-?
KYLE: Yeah. You can stay.
[With that, Bloo started jumping around and cheering like an excited child; eventually, he's even tackling Mac to the ground.]
BLOO: Whooohoo! Yeah haha, yeah whoo, all right, yes, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah yeeaah! This is so awesome!
[Coco starts running around and clucks happily, but in between she would sit down like a chicken, and giant, plastic Colorful Easter eggs would pop out from underneath.]
COCO: Coco coco coco coco coco! COCO! Coco coco coco coco coco! Coco! COCO!
BLOO: Wow.
KYLE: What's she doing?
WILT: Whenever she gets excited, she lays these eggs. [scoops an egg up and tosses one to Mac] Open it up, there's a prize inside! [when Mac pops it open and conveniently, a new vase came out] Hey, a Ming bust, that's a new one.
KYLE: Wow, thanks, Coco.
COCO: [rolls three more eggs up to Mac] Coco.
BLOO: This place is crazy, I love it!
FRANKIE: Glad to hear it. I guess you dug the tour? Pretty cool, huh?
BLOO: The coolest! This place is perfect.
KYLE: Yeah. It's just like Bloo said. With him living here, my mom will be happy, Louis will leave me alone, and I can visit him every day! Our problems are solved!
FRANKIE: Well, um. There is one little problem.
KYLE: What? Can't Bloo live here?
FRANKIE: Yes, but-
BLOO: Then there's no prob, I stay here and Mac comes to see me every day. Done deal.
FRANKIE: Umm, Mac, Bloo. Foster's is a foster home. It's not a boarding house. If you leave Bloo here, you can't come see him, 'cause he won't be yours anymore.
KYLE: WHAT?
FRANKIE: He'll be put up for adoption, like everybody else here.
BLOO: Adoption?
WILT: Yeah. For one reason or another, we've all been given up by our creators, and as much as we all love living here, what we really want is to be adopted by a new kid who needs an imaginary friend.
BLOO: Well, then forget it. As cool as this place is, adoption's not an option. Come on, Mac, let's go.
KYLE: Wait.
BLOO: What?! Come on, Mac, adoption?
KYLE: [leaves with the Coco-eggs] I know, but what else can I do? Mom said-
BLOO: But-
KYLE: But don't worry, I'm not giving you up. Just stay here so I can think of a better idea. If I come back tomorrow-
FRANKIE: He's still yours, but if a kid shows up and wants him, and you're not here, he will be adopted.
KYLE: Okay.
BLOO: Okay? OKAY?!
KYLE: Don't worry, I will be here. [Bloo holds out his arms for a hug] A hug? I umm. I got these uhh, Sorry. [leaves] I'll be back. I promise!
MR. HERRIMAN: [shuts the front door] "I'll be back." Hmpf. If I had a carrot for every time I'd heard that, I'd be a very fat rabbit. But don't worry, Master Bloo, you look like a fine imaginary friend and will most certainly be snatched up by a new child in no time.
[Bloo walks up to the nearest front window with sorrow to glance out and watches as Kyle left, and the giant metal gates closed itself.]
Authors' note: this fanfic is written in script format! I also wrote this because I thought it would be fun if Kyle was Bloo's owner instead of Mac and no, I don't hate Mac or something like that, this is just an AU that i wrote for fun.
