Notes:Thanks for the great and positive reviews guys!It's really given me inspiration^^

Also,the character 'world' or fan-called 'face' that was introduced in the latest special,Destination:Imagination,will show up in this chapter.

Chapter 4:2nd Day

Fighton awoke with the sun streaming into his face. Jumping out of bed quickly,then doing a few stretches."Let's see what today's going to bring...."

Walking into the dining hall,well,more like walking into chaos. Food was flying in the air. Friends slung bowls of cereal,pancakes with syrup,orange juice,any breakfast item you could imagine was in the food fight. Standing on the table,was Bloo,aiming at Mr. Herriman with oatmeal goo on his stubby appendage.

Fighton picked up a very buttery biscuit,and a well-aimed shot hit Bloo directly in the head.

"CEASE AND DESIST!"

The food fight came to a halt. Mr . Herriman straightened himself out."Now,form and orderly fashioned line out of my office,and each friend,prepare for a stern talking to!"He said,and hopped in front of Bloo."Especially you,Master Blooregard."

Fighton stood in line behind a small,plushie-like friend. He nervously switched from one foot to the other."Hey,you okay?"Fighton asks."No....this is my first time getting in trouble here!"

"Hey,same thing for me too.I just got here yesterday!"

"I've been here for a month."

"How'd you get here?"

The plushie seemed reluctant to speak. He finally related the entire story.(Watch the special to find out what happens!)

"That's interesting!"Fighton said,once World had finished. The line had shortened quite a bit,and they were almost at the front. World looked back,and smiled at Fighton,and entered Mr. Herriman's office. About 10 minutes, it was Fighton's turn.

He walked out of the office,his head hurting."I've never met a person who could talk so much,tick me off,and give me hard lesson in 'throwing projectile consumptions' in just 10 minutes......."

Outside, Frankie was keeping the rest of the friend's in line under control. Fighton felt his knee's buckle."Oh,hi Fighton!"She said,walking over to him. He tried to make a reply,no sound."Have you seen Bloo around?Whenever he dissapears,someting bad happens....."Frankie began to mumble to herself.

"N-no!I haven't seen him since the f-food fight this morning......"He replied.

"He was the first in line. So,he got off early...."

As if on cue,Mac comes running into the foyer,panting heavily."Frankie!Quick!Bloo!Backyard!HURRY!"

Fighton kept pace with them as they ran into the backyard.

Outside,a gigantic black cage loomed over everything in the rather large backyard.

"Mac,tell me what happened!"Frankie yelled.

"I followed Bloo outside when he was done in Mr. Herriman's office. He was talking about how he could do anything he wanted."

"Cause he's so awesome?"Frankie interrupted.

"Yes. Then,he looked at the cage,and just went in like an idiot!"

"I don't get it,what's so bad in there?"Fighton asked,pointing at the cage.

"Extreme-a-saur's. Dangerous imaginary friends made by teens."Frankie explained."The're probably tearing him to bits!"

Fighton considered this for a moment,then put on a stern face. He walked up to the cage,and entered."NO!"Frankie and Mac yelled in unison.

The cage was even bigger on the inside than the outside. The only light was coming through the bars."Bloo?Blooooo?"Fighton called. He was greeted by a gutteral roar.A flash of azure ran behind Figthon."He's going to eat me!I'm too young,handsome,and awesome to die!"

Coming into the light,was a huge black ball. It's eyes red dots,and it's mouth jagged. Dragging behind it was a tail of spiked balls. Again,it released a roar.