After Frankie dropped off the group at the Game Hive Arcade Center, Wilt opened the door to reveal a world Stacy rarely saw. Games, food, prizes and rides galore, the place had everything. Her smiled widened to the look of the place, it was just like a bee hive, guys dressed in bee costumes, the rides, the little mini games, she couldn't help but feel elated by the very sight of the place. It wasn't like she never went to a place like this, but she hardly, maybe even rarely gets a chance to go to these kinds of places. To her…this was her disneyland.
Stephanie looked at her little sister as she twirled a little when Mac and Bloo came up to her then showed her various of games they like to play. Mac was showing his skills on the ski ball as was Bloo who just got pummeled in the head with the ball after it bounced off from him throwing it. Sarah shook her head as she walked up to Bloo grabbing the ball from his hand, she wasn't about to let Stacy get hit in the head with the ball because he tried to play mister hot shot. Wilt looked to Stephanie with a smile.
"Well," Wilt started, "what would you like to do? There are tons of stuff to do around here."
Stephanie looked around thinking, she hadn't been to this kind of place sine when she was 6 with…she looked down a little when she thought about…her mother.
Wilt noticed the look on her face then decided to change the subject, "hey how about something to drink? Are you thirsty?"
"Nah, I was thinking," She smiled at Wilt, "How about a nice video game? I haven't played that in forever."
Wilt smiled down at her with a nod and led her to a video game section.
After a while, Bloo got tired of the ski ball game and decided to go for the claw machine instead. He leaned up against the handle saying, "yeah I am a master at this game."
Mac rolled his eyes, "Bloo, cut it out, we all know you that stink at sports, games, ski ball and the claw machine."
"I do not!" Bloo screamed, grabbing one of Mac's tokens, putting it into the machine, "Watch this!," he guiding the claw over to the pile of toys that lay inside, wondering which toy to grab.
"aim for the pink teddy bear!" Stacy shouted.
"Heck no! I getting the blue robot!" Bloo said forcing the claw over to the robot.
"but that's to heavy, you will never be able to lift it!" Mac looked at him with a glare.
"Can too! Watch this!" Bloo shouted, dropping the claw onto the robot and watch it get stuck in between the arms and legs, "HA! See!?!" he pulled it up from the pile and brought it to the drop box, but when he did…it got stuck on top, "WHAT?!!"
Mac and Stacy laughed.
Bloo growled at them then started to shake the machine, "Give me my prize you stupid thing!"
Sarah giggled as she walked to the machine and put a quarter in, then gently took the claw to the robot figures feet and tilted it till it dropped down. Bloo just gave her an annoyed look, "oh you think you are so clever don't you?" Bloo said to Sarah who just smiled at him.
Stacy giggled, "well, I am getting kind of thirsty."
Sarah stood up looking at Stacy, "then lets gets some refreshments."
"That sounds cool, I was getting thirsty myself," Mac said with a smile.
"Aww, I am thirsty and hungry can we get something to eat?" Bloo whined.
"well, I suppose we could, but just a light snack for now, we have to wait Stephanie and Wilt," Sarah said, "we can get two pretzels and share okay?"
"Share" Bloo whined again.
Sarah glared at him as Stacy said, "its okay, I am just thirsty, I don't mind waiting, so you can have my pretzel Bloo."
"But I want a Pizza, thick greasy, cheese, pepperoni, sausage filled pizza!" Bloo said, his mouth slowly coming to a drool.
Sarah sighed as she shook her head, "alright alright, you guys go find Stephanie and Wilt and we will order a pizza okay?"
"You got it!" Mac and Bloo said running off to find Wilt and Stephanie.
When Sarah and Stacy got the concession stand, Sarah looked at the list before she said to the clerk, "I would like one large pizza with pepperoni, sausage and extra cheese please with 6 root beers please."
The clerk nodded as he placed the order. Stacy looked at the treats behind the glass display, craving each nougat, peanut butter filled candy displayed before her when she heard a familiar voice.
"Are you like obsessed with food or something?" came a voice beside her.
Stacy looked to the sound of the voice and immediately grew a sour face as she saw Richie looking at her with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face, "Why would you say that?"
"because it seems that every time we meet, I see you hovering around food or drinks, what's the matter don't get enough of it at home?" Richie stated flatly but then said, "I will be willing get you any type of food you want."
Stacy stuck her hand up, "I don't take second hand pity pocket change from no one."
"From the looks of your clothes, you look like you could use some second hand pity pocket change," Richie smirked.
Stacy glared at him saying, "at least my hair don't look like it cut through solid medal, you put so much moose and hair spray on, that if I were to throw you into the wall, you would get stuck there."
"Your sass is starting to really get on my nerves," Richie growled.
"just now?" Stacy said cocking her head to the side, when Sarah looked down at her.
"Stacy, don't be rude," Sarah said looking over to the child who looked at her with a questionable look.
"who is this?" Richie asked.
"This is my imaginary friend, my original imaginary friend, Sarah. She is sweet, kind, thoughtful, everything your imaginary friend could never be," Stacy said in a matter of fact voice.
Richie looked over Sarah saying, "she looks almost human, what can she do?"
"She can cook, tell great stories, make clothes, a-"
"Boring…That is nothing to what my imaginary friend can do…oh Blake!" Richie called as Blake came flying up with an arm full of tickets.
Blake grinned saying, "I have collected 7,569 tickets, and I have reached highest score on mega blaster 5000."
Richie smiled, "bet your imaginary friend can't do that."
"She doesn't have to, she is fine the way she is." Stacy said crossing her arms
Sarah looked down at her with a smile, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Richie rolled his eyes and looked to Blake, "Blake, this is Stacy's imaginary friend, the one she said could put you to shame."
Blake chuckled but stopped when he saw Sarah. His wide tiger eyes scrolled from her feet up to her face, his arms dropped all the tickets to the floor, as he jaw opened in awe struck. She was…gorgeous. He quickly licked his hand and streaked his hair back and flew up to her gently taking her hand in his as he bowed to her, "Oh sweet fair maiden, if there was a damsel in distress for me to rescue, please let her be you and I will rescue you with arms wide open. I shall carry you to the highest clouds to where no harm will befall upon you. For I fair maiden am at your service." He lent forward kissing her hand.
Sarah made a slight disgusted face as she pulled her hand away from him, "As charming and overly done as that sounds. I am not to be a maiden in distress or someone to be whisked away. I already found my superhero."
"I bet he can't do this!" Blake stood next to Sarah, strutting his muscles out, "Boom Boom Fire power!"
"Blake what are you doing?!" Richie shouted.
"Uh no," Sarah answered Blake, "but he doesn't need muscles or special powers to win me over…."
"Hey there Sarah" Wilt walked over placing a hand on her shoulder with a smile as he looked at Richie then at Blake, " I see you meet Blake and Richie."
Sarah looked up to Wilt, "you know these two?"
"Yeah, every year they come to Fosters for the Imaginary friend talent show. Blake always won till he lost 2 years ago."
Blake huffed at the sudden humiliation reminder then shouted to Wilt, "Lay your hands off the lady at once you broken bean pole!"
Sarah glared at him, "Don't you talk to my boyfriend like that."
Blake's jaw dropped, "Boyfriend? Him!?"
Sarah smiled saying flatly, "Yes."
Blake stood up next to Wilt looking him over in a disgusted curiosity, "I don't see anything worth liking. He has no muscles, he can't fly nor can he save baby seals in a blink of an eye."
Sarah smiled and intertwined her fingers with Wilts, he looked down at her and smiled back as she said, "its his inner strength that makes him more powerful than any super hero."
"Yeah so there" Stacy stuck her tongue out at Richie.
Richie glared at Blake for his embarrassing performance as he looked at Sarah, "Wait a minute….I think I have seen her kind before."
Stephanie looked at Richie with a questionable stern look, "What do you mean…her kind?"
Richie looked at Stephanie, " I mean from what she described, cooks well, tells great stories, thoughtful, kind, makes clothes…she is an imaginary motherly like Friend."
"Gosh you think?" Stacy said sarcastically.
"Thats really sad," Richie said.
Stacy looked at him with a slight glare, "What do you mean sad?"
"Well either your mother sucked so much you had to make her up, or your mother died and decided to think of a cheap imitation of her," Richie crossed her arms raising a brow to Stacy, "so in other words, yours isn't original, its cheap."
Wilt glared at Richie for saying such horrible things about Sarah in front of her and her creators. He gritted his teeth a little, holding back every word he wanted to tell the little brat when Stacy shouted:
"NO ONE TALKS ABOUT MY MOTHER THAT WAY!" Stacy shouted.
"You mean your real mother or your friend?" Richie asked.
Stacy could feel tears swelling in her eyes, how could anyone say such things about a mother, about any mother. She couldn't remember much of her mom because she died when she was 3, but she did remember her soft voices and her warm hugs whenever she got hurt or needed someone to hold her. She clenched her fists as she was about to wop him one when…
"Hey Richie?!" Mac shouted behind Richie making him turn around to face him, when he did, Bloo grabbed his collar and dropped a slushy ice drink down his shirt.
Richie screamed as he jumped up and down trying to get all the ice out, he hopped away with Blake close behind him. Blake looked to Sarah as she bent down to Stacy, putting her hands on her shoulders as she too looked sad to what horrible things his creator had said, giving a sorrowful sigh he ran off with his creator.