A/N: Dang, I guess my update every day streak is over. :( -sigh- Oh well. Anyway, I change the last chapter a bit because, as Gentleman Jirachi pointed out, it was more of an angst story then AU. I apologize if I offended anyone into the whole emo culture, that wasn't my intention. I own nothing.

P.S., thanks Emma Iveli for the crossover idea :)

"How about this'a one?" Folgore asked as he pointed at a title. "It's a crossover."

Kiyo had finally gotten a hold of himself. He was now lolled out on his bed, looking through his history book, paying little attention to Folgore or the the rest of the group. Suzy and Kanchome had finally stopped crying and were sitting silently on either side of Folgore, Megumi and Tia were sitting on the floor, grumbling to themselves about the last story, and Zatch was hiding all the sharp objects.

"What's that?" Kiyo asked.

"It's'a when a person...um... how you say?... Oh, it's when a person writes about two shows, books, movie, or whatever, coming together and, well, meeting."

Kiyo stood up and walked back over to the group.

"Well, as long as I'm not some suicidal kid here," He said, sitting himself down. "I'm cool with it."

Zatch's Home for Imaginary Friends

By FHFIFandZBfan

Summary: The Zatch bell gang meet the Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends gang in this freaky crossover.

"Oooh, I love that show!" Folgore squealed, clapping girlishly. The group stared at him. His face turned pink.

"Uh, I'a mean... that's a good cartoon." He coughed, blushing.

"Come on guys!" Kiyo yelled to his companions as the rain poured down. "We gotta get back."

"What were we doing in the rain in the first place?" Kiyo asked, making a confused face.

Kiyo ran, followed by Zatch, Megumi, Tia, Folgore, and Kanchome. Thunder struck. Kanchome screamed and hid behind Folgore.

The group snickered slightly. Kanchome blushed but stayed silent.

"It's not safe, dude." Megumi stated.

"When did I start saying 'dude'?" Megumi questioned, raising her brow slightly.

Kiyo nodded.

"You're right, we'll have to find some place to hide out until the rain stops."

"Thanks for the info Sir Point-Out-The-Obvious." Zatch giggled. Kiyo shot him a glare.

"Hey look!" Zatch yell, pointing to large mansion. "There's a place."

The group ran towards it. When they finally got to the gate they noticed that it said "FOSTER'S" on it in big letters.

"Who's Foster?" Zatch asked. Kiyo just shrugged his shoulders.

"Maybe he, or she, is a real rich person." Kiyo answered.

"I don't say 'real' instead of 'really'." Kiyo stated with a cough.

They ran up the steps and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later a large rabbit in a tux answered.

"Good day, ladies and gentlemen. How may I be of assistance ?" He said, eyeing the wet group with slight disapproval.

"Cool!" Zatch squealed. "A bunny butler!"

"Hey!" Folgore cried, pouting. "They'a stole that'a line from episode 1! And he doesn't wear a tux, it's'a just a suit."

"My good man, I will have you know that I am Mr. Herriman, the head of business affairs of this facility, and in no way a butler or any other member of the service trade. Now will you please state your business?"

Kiyo shot Zatch a look.

"Sorry to bother you," Kiyo said politely. "but we just want somewhere to stay until the rain stops."

Don't you think I might be questioning why I'm talking to a giant rodent?" Kiyo asked, blinking. The group shrugged.

The rabbit glared.

"This house is not an Inn in anyway, shape, or form and we cannot-"

"Oh shove it, Fuzz Butt!" Said the voice of a young woman as she walked beside the rabbit. She was tall, had bright red hair that was tied back in a pony-tail, and sported a purple skirt, a white PPG tee-shirt, and a green jacket. Folgore and Kiyo sighed with love.

Suzy burst out into more tears. Kiyo groaned and slapped his face.

"Must I always be the one to fall in love?" He asked while trying to calm the sobbing teen girl down.

"Well, she'a is a good looking girl." Folgore said, shrugging. "For a cartoon character, that'a is." He added quickly.

"Miss Frances!" He cried. "How dare you talk to me-"

"Yeah, yeah," She muttered, waving her hand in his face. "I can take it from here."

With a loud "hmph", the rabbit stormed off. The redhead smiled at the group and lead them inside.

"Sorry about Mr. HairyButt there, he seems to think he owns the whole place." She laughed, causing Folgore and Kiyo to blush a bit. "Anyway, you guys can stay here until the rain stops."

She started to eye the three mamodo children.

"Are these your imaginary friends?" She asked still staring at them.

"Uh, no!" Kiyo yelled, pushing the kids out of the way. "They just have weird taste in clothing. So," He added, trying to change the subject. "you're name is Frances?"

The girl laughed and sighed.

"Yeah, but it's Frankie to you."

"Oh, okay." He said, still blushing.

Kiyo groaned.

"Well, while you're here, do you want a tour?"

The group nodded and Frankie smiled.

"Okay, Foster's was founded in-"

"Miss Frances! Miss Frances! Your presence is needed on the third floor immediately!" The annoying scream of the rabbit echoed through the intercom.

"I'm busy!" She screamed back in a voice that was oddly loud for her size.

"Miss Frances-"

"Frankie! Frankie get up here!" The sudden voice of a Europian woman rang through the intercom.

"Argh!" Frankie groaned, stomping her foot. "Sorry, I gonna go tend to her royal highness. But don't worry, I'll get someone else. WILT! TOUR PLEASE! Don't worr, Wilt will take care of you."

And with that she ran off, leaving the confused group standing there.

"Who's Wilt?" Zatch asked.

"I dunno." Kiyo said shrugging. "Maybe he works here."

"I hope he's handsome." Tia sighed.

Tia made a gagging sound.

"Great, now I'm a boy-crazy prep."

They waited quietly. Soon, they heard an oddly loud squeaking sound, and it was coming closer and closer...

SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK!

"Hey there, can I help you?" A sudden cheerful voice said behind them. They turned around and gasped. Standing before them was a dark red creature with a missing arm, a large blue on his chest, spiky cheeks, and two antenna-like eyes (one was rather bent up and broken looking). And, oh my, was he ever tall!

"What the hell is it?" Kiyo asked, a look of disgust on his face. Folgore glared at him.

"He'a has a gender you know."

"Yeah, but still... what is he?"

Folgore sighed and shook his head.

"I'a guess the title "Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends" didn't give'a it away?"

Kiyo blushed.

Even though he was odd looking, he was still so much cooler then Folgore.

"Uh, no." Folgore said simply, crossing his arms. "He'a may be cool, but'a no one can beat the great Parco Folgore!"

Kanchome cheered. The rest of the group, however, rolled their eyes.

"Oh yes," Megumi sighed sarcastically. "you're just so cool. Just, as cool as cool can be."

The group stared. The tall creature frowned.

"Uh, yo? You okay?" He asked, waving his hand in their faces. Nothing. He sighed.

"Oh okay, I get it." He said, smiling. "It's cool, it's cool. I know I'm all broken, with the wonkey eye and the stubby arm. Probably freaks you out? That's okay, I'll get someone else-"

"You're tall." The group all gasped in unison.

"They'a stole that from episode 1 too!" Folgore whined.

"Oh, uh, yeah." The creature said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"You should play backetball." Zatch sighed.

"Oh, yeah, I do." He said, obviously embarrassed. "So, how about that tour?"

"Yeah!" They all cheered.

"Great! Let's go!"

"That's'a it of chapter one." Folgore sighed, turning towards the rest of the group. "So, what'a did you'a think?"

"It was alright." Kiyo said, shrugging his shoulders. "Not one of the best stories ever, but it was probably the best one I read so far on this site, even though I've never even heard of this 'Foster's' show."

Megumi shrugged and made a bit of a face.

"Eh, I dunno. It seemed to be more about this Foster's show and less about, well, us."

Most of the group nodded in agreement.

"What did you think, Folgore?" Kiyo asked turning towards the Italian.

"Uh, I'a thought it'a sorta copied the show word to word, but it'a was better than the other stories we'a read earlier."

The room when deadly silent for awhile. The group looked at one and other, just waiting for someone to utter the first word. Finally, after what seemed forever, it came.

"So," Folgore began. "should'a we read the next chapter?"

So, should they read the next chapter or should they go on to a totally different story? You decide.