The next morning, Wilt was lying on the couch upside down, his head hitting the floor when he heard a soft voice calling him.
"Wilt...Wilt...Wilt?" the voice said softly. He opened his eye tiredly to see Frankie and a few other imaginary friends surrounding him. He groaned as he got up rubbing his head noticing a flat spot.
"You okay Wilt?" Frankie asked holding a handful of bed sheets in her arms.
Wilt stood up still rubbing his head, looked at her saying," I am fine, I just didn't sleep well last night."
"You should try to not overwork yourself so much today then, I just need you to take care of the windows and the kitchen."
"Okay." he replied, trying to sound a little cheerful while giving his best smile.
Frankie knew that he wasn't all cheerful, for she could see it in his eye, something was bothering him, but she didn't say anything for she knew that if he wanted to talk, he would when he was ready. She gave him a small smile and walked out of the living room with some of the other imaginary friends to finish what was left in the laundry room.
It was around noon, Wilt was still washing the windows in the back as the imaginary kids were out in the yard playing. He looked down to see some playing tag and them some playing sports like softball and basketball, seeing such young ones play made him so happy, making him think about happier days he had with his creator.
"GIVE THAT BACK TO ME YOU LITTLE BRAT!" a voice shouted that made Wilt cringed with chills for he knew who it was; the mistress of self appreciation, the queen of little miss universe...Duchess.
Duchess came running out chasing a small pink, big headed, baby looking animal, who was chewing on one of her best outfits she had designed herself. When she finally came up to the baby she grabbed the outfit and yanked it nearly taking out the poor things front tooth out making the baby wail in pain, knowing that her chew toy for her sore tooth was gone.
Duchess held her hands to her ears screaming, "shut up you little pest, shut that mouth up immediately! You are hurting my ears!" but her yelling only made things worse for the child, scaring her with her horrible screaming voice of annoyance and anger.
Duchess wasn't the only one that was cringing from the horrible wailing, pretty soon it caught the attention of all the members of Fosters, making them stop dead in their tracks of what they were doing and follow the awful sound. Everyone was out in the yard when they saw who was there at the source of the problem.
"Duchess!! What did you do now?" Frankie screamed.
"Nothing! This horrible little brat took off with one of my best designs and used it for a chew toy."
"Uhg! She is probably just teething, you are not suppose to yank anything away from a baby when they are teething, or yelling at them for that matter!"
"How dare you yell at me like that, I have you know that this was my best designers fabric, I have every reason to yell at this brat for ruining it!!"
"No you don't!"
Everyone was into the argument giving out lectures and pointing fingers. Wilt watched with a heavy sigh, shaking his head thinking, "how can one Imaginary friend cause so much trouble?" His attention from his duties was brought back to the group when he heard.
"Hey...where's the baby?" one of the imaginary friends called out making everyone stop arguing and look around for the pink baby whom was not to be found.
"OH MY GOSH!!...We can't loose that baby...look around…search everywhere!!!" Frankie frantically shouted.
"Its Alright Frankie!" a voice called out.
Everyone including Wilt turned to see Sarah, standing on the back porch, holding the infant pink child in her arms, who was chewing on a pair of rubber keys while she descended the stairs. "She is right here."
"Oh thank goodness!" Frankie sighed with relief, "I was scared there for a minute."
"I grabbed when she crawlwd away from everyones arguing," Sarah said as she tickled the babies' stomach which make the baby pink animal giggle.
Frankie couldn't help but smile at the cute moment.
Wilt was surprised and relieved when he saw the one thing he was hoping to see…Sarah's smile. He could now see her beautiful smile and happy eyes, he knew now what she was missing and why she was so sad...she missed being with children. Just then he thought that maybe she was sent away to early when the kid was still young or maybe moving away. That would explain why she was so sad and isolating herself from everyone.
"Where did you get those keys?" asked an imaginary friend to Sarah.
"I always bring them around with me just in case...don't worry its been washed."
"You carry your own set of rubber keys?"
"Yes...I used to take care of a couple of babies at the foster home I lived in"
"What's it like there?"
"Hot, only because it's so close to the ocean, but I couldn't ask for a more beautiful scene. The waves crashing, the wind whistling through the trees, and the fish is always up for grabs in summer time."
"Oh! that sounds Beautiful!" said Ed.
"Coco...coco coco!" Coco said with a smile.
"Yes...Please tell us more!" a red furry imaginary friend said as everyone crowded Sarah, it wasn't often they heard stories of other states, her hometown sounded like a wonderful place to visit.
"Well! Of all the nerve!" Duchess said in an annoyed, disgusted voice, "I make a unique outfit for everyone to witness and they are more interested in a low down sweaty state," with that she crossed her arms and walked into the mansion in a huff.