Chapter 2: Two Bloos?
Rose POV
So I am now on my way to a new life...to be very honest I never thought of it that way! Laurette is growing up and having a new life...and I'm going to a home where I might get adopted, and I'll have a new life too! Plus I may make new friends there which I've never had before except for Laurette.
I got off the bus and looked around for the next bus stop. It was further down across the street. I checked to see if any cars were coming then crossed the road. I walked towards the bus stop. Then I suddenly heard voices coming from a window in an apartment above.
"Finally! I finished painting my room!" I male voice said.
"Ooh! I love the colour! Such a nice shade of blue!" I female voice said who was also in that room.
"But I have so much extra paint..." He said
"Then save it for when you need to paint something else..." The girl suggested.
"It's not like I'm gonna paint anything else... I'll just throw it out." He said to her.
And throw it out he did. He dumped the paint from the bucket out the window and it splashed on me. A bit weird how the rose didn't turn that blue.
"YOU IDIOT! What if somebody was down there!!!" The girl yelled at him.
"Oooh...never thought about that..." The guy said now peering down to see if it splashed anybody.
He saw me and puddle of paint. I glared up at him.
"Whoops..." The guy had an embarrassed smile. "Sorry about that!!"
He quickly closed the window and walked away from that.
"You did splash someone with that paint didn't you?!" I could hear the girl yell from inside.
I looked at the reflection of myself from a store window. Didn't look very fuschia-like any more...I looked blue...
"A well...I guess I just have to shower when I get to the Fosters place..."
The bus had come to the bus stop. I quickly got in before it left. From here it would take me to Fosters.
15 minutes later
The bus slowed down to a stop in front of the Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends mansion. I stared at it in awe of how big it is.
"I'm finally here!" I said to myself in glee as I jumped off the bus. I ran up all the way to the big double doors.
This is it...this is my new home until I find a new owner...and new happiness! I thought.
"Where is Bloo?!!" I heard a girl yell from behind the door.
Blue? Why are they talking about colours? ...unless this "Blue" is a person... I thought awkwardly.
I knocked on the door.
"Mrs. Frances, It seems we have a visitor!" I heard an old man's voice behind the door.
The door then opened and a tall girl with fiery red hair stood in front of me. Her hair was in a pony tail and she had a white midriff with a pink and blue pattern across the chest. She wore a green sweater, navy blue skirt and light blue sneakers. I thought she looked very pretty.
"Hello how can I..." She stopped and stared down at me for a while.
"Um...Hi...I'm---" I was cut off.
"BLOO!" She shouted at me. Her face lit with anger. "What are you doing outside!! You have chores to do inside!!!"
"Huh?" I said confused of her words.
But before I could say anything she grabbed my wrist and dragged me inside.
"It's your turn to do the dishes, dust, mop, and clean Bloo! You've been putting your chores aside for way too long!!! And now is time for you to get to work!" She said to me.
"What?" I looked at her in disbelief.
I just got here and I have chores?? And I've never put aside anything!! Is this going to be more like a slavery place than a comforting home?? I thought and hopefully I was wrong.
She brought me into the kitchen where there were piles of dirty dishes needed to clean.
"I have to clean all of them?" I said shocked.
"Yes you do Bloo. If you just did these stuff before you wouldn't have to be doing so much!" She folded her arms across her chest.
"But I never---"
"No buts! Now clean!" She cut me off again.
She walked out of the kitchen a shut the door.
I was silent for a while as I stared at the door she left. She looked so pretty yet sounded so mean. Well looks can be deceiving I thought. I turned to the pile of dishes.
"Well...might as well get to work..." I grabbed the first dirty dish.
On the second floor
"Bloo! Everybody is looking for you!" Mac entered Bloo's room. Bloo was trying his paddle ball again...unfortunately he still can't get past "one".
"Oh hey Mac, What's goin' on?" Bloo wasn't paying attention to him. He tried taking a swing with the toy. "One...ooone! One! One! ONE!"
Bloo became more frustrated the more he missed and Mac just shook his head at his efforts.
"Grrrr...I can't hit this darn ball!! There is something wrong with this paddle!" Bloo gave up and placed it on the bed. "So what were you saying?"
"Frankie said she was looking for you," Mac folded his arms across his chest "She said that you had some chores to do."
"Oh, not that again! Just...tell her that I'll do them tomorrow." Bloo grabbed his paddle ball again.
"Bloo! That attitude is exactly what's getting you in this trouble! You can't just keep putting things off! That's called being a procrastinator!" Mac said to him.
But Bloo didn't really understand the word "procrastinator".
"Pro...cras...tin...ator? Hmm...well...It has the word 'pro' in it, so I guess it means that I'm really great at...something!" Bloo said like the self-absorbed imaginary friend he is.
Mac smacked his forehead.
"No Bloo! It means that you're always putting things off till the last minute! That's how work piles up!" Mac explained.
"..." This wasn't getting through to Bloo. "Soo...what's your point?"
"My point is that you have to do your chores TODAY!!" Mac burst with some anger. "Ok how bout I put it this way: I'm not playing with you today until you finish all your chores!"
With that said Mac turned and headed towards the door, but Bloo zoomed in front of him.
"MAC! You can't be serious!" Bloo exclaimed.
"I am serious." Mac told him. "You have to finish your chores first."
"C'mon how bout we play just a few games...we could go in the swimming pool!" Bloo tried to convince him.
"Its autumn Bloo, Its too cold to go swimming." Mac said.
"Then we can sneak in Mr.Herriman's office and see if we can find something like a diary and look for something embarrassing to read!"
"No Bloo" Mac responded.
"Look for secrete doors?" Bloo's voice was now getting desperate.
"Nope."
"Play in the arcade?"
"No thanks."
"Scare Edwardo?"
"I'm not doing any of those things Bloo, not until you finished your chores!" Mac finally said.
A defeated look came on Bloo's face. He knew Mac too well and knows when he's made up his mind, there's nothing he can do to change it. Bloo sighed.
"Alright. FINE. I'll do the dumb chores." Bloo slugged over to the door with Mac following behind.
When the dishes are done
I walked out of the kitchen finally done the dishes. I saw the red head girl in front of me accompanied by a purple scary looking imaginary friend with sharp horns and tusk. There was another person...more like a bunny in a tuxedo, top hat, and eyeglass.
"Master Bloo you have plenty more chores to do, the dusting, making the beds, sweeping, cleaning the bathrooms...I suggest you get to them right now." He said in a British accent.
"But this is insane!" I cried "How did I get so many chores anyway? I JUST GOT HERE!"
"Don't start making excuse Bloo! We gave you a few chores at first but you kept telling us that you'll do it later, or tomorrow or next month! Well we're fed up with it and you're gonna do the chores, NOW! Whether you like it or not!" The redhead said to me.
"Sorry amigo, but she has point!" The purple, scary-looking guy said in a Spanish accent.
I looked down defeated...I can't argue against three people...but...I can run from those three. I slowly turned the dashed off to the Lobby.
"Bloo! Where are you going? Wilt stop him!" I heard the redhead call from where I ran. But decided to ignore it.
Wilt? Him? I thought.
I hurried towards to double door but then two large feet were blocking the way. Soon I realized those feet had legs then a body and face. I very tall guy, with a wonky-looking eye, missing arm and had a number 1 on his belly. He kept me from getting to the door.
"I'm sorry Bloo, but you can't play outside not until you finish your duties!" He said to me.
He was so tall I had completely fallen over just by looking up. But that didn't matter; I wanted to get out of this plac. I scrambled back up and ran to the backdoor. But the purple-scary Spanish guy blocked that way too. I was now screaming as I upstairs to the second floor.
"ARGH! If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself!!" The redhead had taken chase after to me. The bunny followed aswell.
I ran as fast as I could thinking: Gotta get outta this place! Gotta stay away from those guys!!! GOTTA ESCAPE!!!
I turned the corner and...WHAM! I had tumbled into somebody. I was running so fast that we were tumbling all the way to the other side of the hall!
"What the---Bloo?!" A male voice said. He was watching us tumble.
Gaining more speed we had crashed into the wall. A bit stunned I dizzily sat up. I looked beside me to see who I had bumped into...and it was this blob...that looked just like me!!! Only blue and well...male.
"Owww..."He sat up as well rubbing the back of his head.
He looked over to me and was stunned. I was stunned as well. We were staring at each other for a couple of seconds.
"Who are you?!?" He snapped.
I didn't say anything still stunned. The red-head girl had caught up to us with the tall red dude, the bunny in a tux, and the purple-Spanish guy.
"ALRIGHT BLOO THATS ENOU---" She stopped half way noticing that there was two of us. "HUH? What in the name...THERE'S TWO OF YOU??"
We glanced at each other and then back at them. A boy with brown hair and a red sweater had ran up to them. He saw both of us.
"...Frankie..." He turns to the red head. "There's...two of em'..."
"Ya I know..." She said. "Even I don't understand how there is suddenly two."
"But that's preposterous! How can there be two master Bloos?" The bunny said.
The purple guy focused on both of us.
"I hear on T.V., about something called clones. One es real, and one es sintético!"
"So...one is real...and the other is...fake?" the red-hear by the name of Frankie turned back to me and Bloo.
"That just leaves us with who is the real Bloo?" The tall imaginary friend said.
All eyes were on us now.
"I'm the real Bloo! You guys should know that!" Bloo shot up.
A mischievous side of me decided to play along with this and have some fun.
"Nuh uh!! I'm the real Bloo! Don't you guys recognize me?" I said in my best "Bloo-impression" I could do.
"WHAT?" Bloo glared at me."Ya right!!! You're not the real Bloo, I am!!!"
"No...I AM!" I glared back.
"I AM!" He pointed to himself
"I AM!" I pointed to myself.
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"I AM!"
"WILL YOU BOTH STOP IT?!" Frankie broke up the little fight. "Mac...you created Bloo...he's your imaginary friend...you can tell the difference between them right?"
"Uhhhh..." Mac said still stunned. "Honestly...I just can't tell..."
"MAC!" Bloo cried. "How can you not know it's me?!! You're my best buddy!"
"Ya Mac, how could you?! I thought we were the best of friends...and you can't even tell that I'm the real one!!"
Mac had looked back and forth at us, unsure of who the real one is or what to say. Then an "I got an idea" expression soon came on his face. "I know how to tell them apart! I'll be right back in a sec."
Mac ran off into a room nearby.
"Hurry Mac!! One Bloo is enough for this house!!" Frankie called down to him.
We were all in awkward silence staring at each other before Mac came back with a paddle ball toy in his hand.
"Alright one of you two, play with this." He handed it out for one of us to get it.
I went forward and grabbed it quickly before Bloo could. He glared at me and I smiled smugly.
Everyone stared waiting to see what I would do with the toy. I didn't even really understand how this paddle ball is gonna show a difference between me and Bloo.
I moved my arm back and forth, as I did the ball kept hitting the paddle; I did this for a while. Bloo was looking so...impressed.
"What's the point of this again?" I asked tired of hitting the ball.
Mac was looking real smug. He pointed at Bloo.
"He's the real Bloo." He said.
"YES! HA HA! In your face!!" Bloo cried with glee."Of course...nobody can completely copy my good looks and charms..." Bloo started to flex his arms. I snickered at how funny he was. He looked surprised that I found him funny.
"How did you know Mac?" The Tall dude asked him.
"You guys had forgotten how Bloo can barely hit the ball with that toy! It's a bit pitiful...but true." Mac explained.
"So then that means you..." The bunny stepped forward and pointed at me. "...are an imposter! Now explain yourself! Who are you and how did you enter this house?"
"Umm...uhhh..." I stuttered. "Welll----"
I couldn't continue because I had just realized something...the rose!!! It's not on my head anymore!! It must have fallen off while me and Bloo were tumbling...but...WHERE?
Panic soon came on my face and I was looking wildly around for it on the floor.
"Mr. Bloo Imposter!" The bunny tried to get my attention. "When I ask you a question the most appropriate thing to do is to answer! Now I demand to know who you are!"
I had completely ignored him still looking for my rose. But it wasn't anywhere on the floor!
Oh what would Laurette say if she ever found out that I lost it! I thought as I stopped searching.
"Hey Frankie, I found a flower! It is pretty!" The purple dude had my rose.
"H-Hey! That's mine!" I was giving up the 'Bloo impression' voice and letting my normal feminine voice come back. I rushed up to him forgetting how scary looking he was.
I turned to me. "Oh? This is yours?" He asked. "I am sorry. I did not know."
He handed it to me. I took it out of his hands and placed it back in its rightful place: on top of my head. "Thank you."
"You are welcome!' He smiled. Once again...looks can be deceiving. He isn't really that scary anymore.
"Heeey...wait a minute!" The tall guy came towards me with a big grin. "This isn't a boy, this is a girl!"
"A GIRL?" Bloo said astonished.
"Si, he right." The purple guy said realizing this too. "This es no senor, this es senorita!"
Now that they all knew, I couldn't help but let a little giggle out.
"Well that proves it. Looks like you have a female counterpart Bloo." Mac said to him.
Bloo just stared at me stunned.
"Without that rose...we can barley tell you apart!" Frankie said. "Oh, and what's your name?"
I giggled again "Its Rose"
"Why would your owner name you that?" Bloo asked me. "You don't look the least bit the colour of a rose!"
"Well...this isn't my actual skin colour...its paint..." The paint had dried up and I was able to peel some of it off showing my actual fuschia skin.
"..." Bloo stared at the ripped piece of dry paint. "O...k...there...why do you have paint on your skin?"
"Don't ask...please...don't ask" I said remembering the paint that fell out of the sky and onto me.
The bunny cleared his throat to get our attention. "You still haven't answered my questions Miss Rose."
"Oh, sorry about that...well my name is Rosebush A. Lamiz; you can call me Rose for short. And my owner Laurette told me to come here, and then you mistook me for Bloo and then-"
"OH! THAT WAS YOU?" Frankie said in shock. "I'm so sorry!! I was looking for Bloo...and then I saw you...and I thought you were Bloo...sorry..."
I laughed. "It's ok. We all make mistakes sometimes right?"
"Well...let's start fresh then and introduce ourselves...I'm Frankie" Frankie said.
"I am Edwardo!" The purplish guy said.
"My name Is Wilt, It's a pleasure meeting you." The tall red man had the same big grin on his face.
"My name is Mr.Herriman and I am the president of Fosters Home." The bunny in a tux said in his British accent.
"I'm Mac; I come here every day after school to visit my friends" Mac walked a little closer to Bloo. "And of course you know...this is Bloo, I was the one who imagined him."
"Well its very nice to meet you." I smiled at every body
This...was the warm welcome I was expecting I thought happily.
"So, now that we all know each other, how bout I give you a tour of the house." Frankie offered.
"That would be wonderful!" I walked up to Frankie, but Bloo zoomed ahead and blocked my way.
"Hey Frankie...how about I give her the tour...ya know...in exchange for my chores?" Bloo gave a cheeky smile.
Frankie's frown quickly appeared. "No." Frankie turned to walk away but Bloo grabed her heel to stop her.
"PLEASE FRANKIE! Can't you find it in that cold heart of yours to let this go? I promise I will do my chores when needed to next time!" Bloo begged. "...maybe..." He muttered under his breath so no one could hear.
Frankie didn't seem to take him seriously and stood there with a thoughtful look.
"And besides! How many new imaginary friends show up at this place? It's not like we have a new one every day!" Bloo added in to convince her.
Frankie stared at him for a while then sighed.
"Alright Bloo...I'll give you one more chance, ONE MORE chance to make up for your chores, so you better give this girl a good tour." Frankie said regretfully.
"Don't worry about me, i'll give the greatest tour Roose has ever had." Bloo said.
"It's Rose." I corrected
"Ya, that too." Bloo started to walk down the hallway. I shot a little glare at him. He turned back to me. "Well do you want a tour of the house or not?"
I was actually wishing that Frankie was giving me the tour instead of him. I walked up to his side.
"Aaaaand WE'RE OFF!" Bloo started to walk down the stairs to the lobby with me following behind him.
I took one last glance at the group of imaginary friends and people. They all had smiles on their faces. I smiled too.
I've found friends already... I thought warmly. I looked at Bloo who has now started explaining some things about the house Even a funny friend too...
An image of Laurette appeared in my head. She had her beautiful smile and a rose clutched in her hand.
"Don't worry about me Laurette...I'm gonna be just fine..." I said softly.
I know what you're all thinking...the paint falling out of the sky scene? How odd or unusual is that? But this story is on Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends. The show was full of lots of surpriesing (and funny) stuff. So expect the unexpected!! ---love that line Anyhooo...please send in your reviews!