Throughout the day Richie could have cared less what Mac and Bloo were up to, he was having way too much fun playing games and having people do as he said being the guest of the house. Mainly it was only Wilt and Coco he wanted to do his every bidding. Eduardo was fun to scare but after 30 minutes of that he got bored, seeing Eduardo was scared of everything, he didn't bother trying anymore.
Richie was now sitting in the theater room munching on some Popcorn and drinking a soda, in a large purple sofa that had previous stains from other imaginary friends who made cleaning the darn thing a chore on a daily basis. On the right hand arm of the sofa was a small bell that Coco had laid for Richie, just in case he needed anything, not but choice of course but of demand from Richie.
"Ah this is this life, I should come here more often," Richie said to himself sipping down another soda before it was empty, "oh seriously?" grabbing the bell he rings it, "WILT!"
Wilt came dashing in as fast as he could, with a sock between his eyes and a sweater over his right shoulder.
Richie just raised a brow, "nice get up, someone dress you like that?"
Wilt inwardly groaned, but on the outside he smiled chuckling, "no of course not, I was in the middle of folding clothes for Frankie when I heard your call for me, so what can I do for you?"
"I am out soda; can I have a refill?" Richie wiggled the empty cup in front of him.
"Sure thing Pal," Wilt said happily before taking the cup and started heading out through the door when the sound of a familiar could be heard.
"MAC BLOO! You will not believe this! My sister just got me this cool game of space invaders 8.0! with all the graphics and – "through the door came Stacy in her long sleeve pink jacket and light pink pants, her hair was done in a braid this time as she came in with a smile but then frowned seeing that mac and Bloo were not in view, but Richie.
Richie jumped down from the sofa and walked up to Stacy, "well, if it isn't the little girl with the attitude."
"Oh geez give me a break, you are the same age as me so I don't want to hear any of this little girl stick."
"Such a mouth"
"Such an ego"
"You got a problem?"
"You are my problem."
Richie growls, "Can't we have a civil conversation?"
"Wow, you know what civil means? For a moment I thought your vocabulary was only based on, Me, I, want and now."
"why you little- "
"call me little one more time, and I will show you mean it means to be pint sized."
Richie looks at her for a moment and then smirks…" …. little"
Stacy glares darkly, "you have been warned." With that statement a battle ensued.
On the way home, Mac and Bloo walked quietly and sorrowfully, they knew Sarah was upset that they would fall for such a stupid tall tale on her and Blake, when they know of her and Wilt.
Sarah, though couldn't deny that they were not only looking out for their friend Stacy and Wilt, but looking out for her too. Even she had to admit that Blake wasn't so bad as an imaginary friend, but her heart still belonged to Wilt. In that event, she couldn't be mad at them forever, in fact, it had only been 10 minutes, and she has already forgiven them. Children of any age, can fall for tales they don't understand if someone else knows about it first and then tells them. If they don't see it for themselves, they have no choice but to question it.
Mac had his hands in his coat, kicking a rock to the side then looked up to Sarah from the corner of his eye, "are you still upset with us?"
Sarah looked at him and smiled a little, "just a tiny bit, but I do forgive both of you. I understand how you feel, really I do."
Bloo and Mac look up hopeful, "Really?"
Sarah giggles, "yes"
"Cool!" Bloo jumped up, "so what did you get from the store, are there cookies? Maybe some cake?"
"No," Sarah hugged the bag of groceries while Blake carried the rest, "the groceries are for Richie and his family, however, I did get a treat for all of you to share."
"Really?!" Bloo had stars in his eyes, "is it pie?"
"No, but it can be turned into a pie," Sarah smiled, "and its Stacy's favorite"
"oh what kind of pie?" Mac asked.
"Well, it's a rarity and its very healthy if cooked the right way."
"And just like that you lost me" Bloo stated blankly.
"Healthy is good for you, and it can taste just as good as all those fatty foods you guys eat on a daily basis," Sarah smug grin, opening up the gateway to fosters, "As for what type of pie it is, I will leave it up to you and it will be a big surprise when I bring it out later, when I get off from work."
"Speaking of which, why didn't you bother telling anyone that you had a job?" Mac asked.
"I was really trying to make it a surprise when I earned enough money for the girls, but I guess I couldn't keep somethings a secret forever. I guess I wanted to show that I could earn a little bit of extra cash on the side to help as much as I could. I know Stephanie and Stacy never ask anything of me except for support, love and understanding. I just wanted to show I can do more for them too…" Sarah looked a bit down about it but in the big picture, she knew she wasn't going to keep it secret forever.
"Wow, that's really nice of you." Mac said.
"Well they are my girls, and I want to be sure they are well taken cared for."
Sarah stated, walking up to the door and opens it. Only to be interrupted with the scene of Wilt and Coco pulling Stacy and Richie away from each other.
Sarah looked stunned, Richie was covered in bruises and one black eye, while Stacy had one bruised lip and a few scratches.
Wilt pulling on Stacy gently picked her up as she screamed at Richie, "YOU POMPUS RICH DORK!"
"You Violet, temperamental Brat!" Richie screamed back as Coco pulled on Richie's shirt with her beak.
Sarah, Blake, Mac and Bloo stood there stunned, till Bloo said, "5 bucks Stacy wins."
Mac smiled, "I will take that bet."
Sarah glared at the boys, "BOYS!"
Mac and Bloo looked down, "Sorry."