Wilt opened the glass door entrance to the mall, letting Frankie, Sarah and the kids through before making sure that there was no one else coming then walked in. Frankie looked around the mall to gather all of the shops, then looked at her list that Mr. Harrimen had given her.

"Okay," stated Frankie, " I have to go pay for my grandmas bill, get her new stereo system and get her lotion of lavender, so this all shouldn't take more than 45 minutes. You can roam around for a bit, but meet me here at the entrance in 45."

"Cool!" Skeet shouted looking to Sarah excitedly, "Can we go to the arcade?"

"I want to go to the toy store," Bella said.

Sarah looked at the two saying, "we are here to pick up a few things that we "need" not want. Skeet, I know you need some new shoes and a new pair of pants."

"What's wrong with the ones I am wearing?"

Sarah looked at him oddly then pointed to a few holes that were showing, " your pants have holes that's why."

"But that's the look these days."

Sarah shook her head.

Wilt looked at Sarah then at skeet stepping in saying, "why don't I take him to get some shoes and a some new pants, I needed to grab some socks anyway, and the Footlocker is the perfect place to start." He smiled.

Sarah looked up at him saying, "Do you mind?"

"Of course not," Wilt looks down to Skeet, "unless you rather go with Sarah and Bella."

Skeet looked up at Wilt then at Sarah and Bella, he really didn't want to spend time with a bunch of girls, talking about dresses and stuff like that, it was all to annoying to him, crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side, he said, "I will go with Wilt."

Wilt smiled at Skeet then at Sarah who smiled back saying, "good, meet us here at the entrance in 45 minutes then. Bella and I will be shopping for a few dresses and some blankets for the babies. See you boys later," Sarah waved, as did Bella following close behind her as they walked up to the escalator to the second floor.

Wilt watched them go as he and Skeet went to the Footlocker.

Skeet tried on several different types of shoes as Wilt checked out the socks to find his pair. Finding them, he walked over to Skeet and sat down beside him, watching him put on various of shoes, "Did you find any you like?"

Skeet looked at one foot that had a white sneaker while the other had a black sneaker on, thinking, Skeet said, "I can't decide which one looks better, what do you think?"

"I think they both look good, though in my personal opinion, the white ones look better."

Skeet nodded with a assured look, "White it is."

Wilt looked at skeet with a smile as he gathered up the shoes he tried on and put them back, knowing that if he didn't, Sarah would find out sooner or later somehow and be on his case. Wilt watched as Skeet put the shoes away while putting his white pair in a box, picked them up and walked over to the counter to pay for them.

Leaving the store, Wilt got kind of curious about this little guy, his attitude was of a cold demeanor but at the same time respectful in his own way, having pondered on a very personal question, Wilt asked, "Mind if I ask you something Skeet?"

Skeet didn't look up to him as he and Wilt made their way to OLD NAVY, he answered, "sure."

"What was your kid like?"

Skeet looked up with a smile, walking into the store saying, "he was the greatest, Skylar wasn't always that good in school when he was going with some of the other foster kids, but when it came to sports he was all round champ, his favorite sport was street hockey, and treated like everyday was a new adventure."

"So when did he create you?"

Skeet went to the boys section and checked out the pants, "he created me when he was 4, his mother kind of ran off, so his father was working full time to make ends meat just to take care of him and Skylar, after school he would spend most of his time outside, of course, living in a run down neighborhood you don't get to see many kids his age, so he created me."

"Wow… but what was he doing in a foster home if he had a dad?"

"After school, sometimes his dad would work late until 10 or 11, so he comes to the foster home to play with some of the other kids and their imaginary friends till his father came to get him. While he waited, we played games, do homework and take a nap before he came." Grabbing two pairs of pants he said, "I am going to go try these on, be right back."

Wilt smiled at Skeet as walked off to the fitting rooms. After trying them on and finding his pair, Skeet walked over to the counter clerk and paid for his pants. Wilt watched how the kid played independence, paying for his own things as if it were natural without begging Sarah or other older imaginary friends to pay for them for him. However as they left, Wilt was curious as to whether to ask the most personal question a imaginary friend sometimes dread answering. But the curiosity got the best of him, looking down at Skeet he asked again, "um Skeet?"

"Yeah?"

"Wh…I mean…what happened to Skylar?"

Skeet slowed down for a little bit, as he looked down to the floor tiling of the mall.

"I am so sorry! I was just curious but you don't have to answer! I mean you can tell me when you are ready, I hope I didn't-!"

Skeet chuckled a little as he waved a hand, " nah nah its alright, its just been a while since I had thought about him that's all. Last time I checked he and his dad were moving to Kentucky, where he got a better job, and be able to spend more time together, so I decided to stay behind at the foster home with all the other imaginary friends and their creators, I figured they needed some time together. I would just be in the way."

Wilt looked at Skeet and smiled, putting a hand to his shoulder, "that was actually very mature of you to put his feelings first, but all creators miss their imaginary friends, I know mine does."

Skeet smiled, "Do you think he is thinking about me?"

"I bet, he is thinking about what you are up to, right now."

Skeet smiled more as he gently nudged Wilts leg with his small fist since his shoulder was way to high to reach, "Thanks Wilt…"

"No Biggy, hey! Since we both have some time left how about a quick ice cream and an arcade game before meeting up with the girls?"

Skeet thought then smirked, "Bet you I can beat you in Race Car Mania"

Wilt gave his game face, "your on!"

With that said, both boys ran off.