Wow 8 reviews? I'm seriously feeling flattered!^^ Thank you all so much. I'll try to keep up the good work till the end of the fanfic! (Which won't be that hard, since I haven't got any tests or exams or the likes in the next few weeks.

I'm just glad, so many people like it!^^

I'm having another Foster's story in my head right now, but I'm not sure if I'll write it, because I'm also working on a storyline for a homemade videogame AND one for a Manga, I've been planing on for one year, right now, so I'm kind of booked. ^^;

It wouldn't be the first time I would abando a good Fanfic-storyline. This has already happened to many of german fanfictions as well.

Alas, poor story-lines...

Ah, however, the other story in my head would be about Mac, waking up one morning and finding himself in a world, where Imaginary friends aren't real.

Drama ensures.

But this author's note is already WAAAAAY to long!^^

Just have fun reading my newest chapter! ;-)

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Mac was lying on the kitchen-floor,moveless.

The hit "head-against-cupboard" had been pretty... hard.

Bloo went up to him:

"Mac?.....

.....

Are you dead?"

No response.

Bloo freaked out:

"ARGHH!"

He started shaking Mac's shoulders:

"Please, tell me that I didn't kill you, cause it would pretty much be a new record-time for loosing your creator on the very first day, and that's BAD!!!"

"Uhhhghh...."

Mac started to move again.

"My... head..."

Bloo sighed:

"Wheew! Thank Goodness..."

Just then, a voice from outside reached them:

"Hey, what's going on in there!?"

Terrance slamed the door open and let his eyes wander through the room:

Stained walls, stained floor, broken dishes, spilled food all over the room...

And in the middle of all this, with a bruised head and dizzy move-patern, his little brother was sitting, trying to regain his conciousness.

Terrance smiled:

"Oh, oh, oh! Look what little Maci did do!"

"Uhh... Terrance..?.... HUH?!"

Mac finally came to his senses and realized, that he was sitting in a destoried kitchen.

The next moment, he also realized, that it wasn't Terrance, who destories the kitchen. It was he himself.

Mac was completly shocked.

He destoried the kitchen.

Sugar-rush or not, this was terrible.

Terrance went up to him:

"And I didn't even have to do anything! OK, I have no idea, how you got out of the living room, but, boy, how nice of you to do all the work for me, lil' Bro! ... And what have we got here on your cheek, ha? Is that cake? Oh, Mom is so gonna ground you, if she finds out you ate sugar and did this!"

"But... But... It was in the fridge..... and.... I.... B-Bloo...."

"Yes, I would feel Blue too, if I was in your place now! How much does it suck to be you, twerp? How much, How much!?"

"T-Terrance..."

"What a jerk!"

It wasn't Mac who said this last sentence. But Terrance sure thought it was him.

"Sooo, you think, I'm a jerk?"

"N-No, It wasn't..."

"Well, if I am such a jerk, I might as well do THIS!"

Terrance punched Mac into the face very hard.

"HAHAHA! Mom is comeing home soon! Oh, this is gonna be so great!"

Terrance once again slammed the door after him, leaving Mac alone in the kitchen again.

Alone, except for....

"..Mac?"

Mac was cowering on the ground again, crying.

Bloo came out of his hiding place under the sink and appraoched the little Boy:

"...Mac.... I..."

But Mac turned his head away:

"Do you see now, why I always do, what they tell me to?"

"Mac, I'm..."

"Doing what the others want from you keeps you out of trouble... or, at least, out of more of it... I should have thought about this, before I started pitying myself...."

"But... that's why you've got me now! If you just let me, I'll show Terrance!! I can help you to make stop treathing you like trash! Just trust me! And I'll...

I'll make up for everything, I promise! I did a great mistake by feeding you sugar, but I didn't know any better and it won't happen again! From now on, I'll listen to you, please! Give me chance!"

"..A chance for what? Getting yourself into trouble as well?"

"But... I thought you wanted a friend to go through that with you?"

Mac finnaly turned around again and looked at Bloo:

"Yes... but...

...You know..."

He sighed:

"Now I get, why I made you... I'm to weak to do anything myself, so I wanted someone to do it for me. I wished for a friend, who's everything, I'm not... So he could do all the stuff I could never do, not just help me doing it, but....But that....now I realize... that won't make anything better. That won't change who I am. I will never get stronger or braver. I'll never be able to say or do what I really want..."

Mac paused.

"You... You don't belong here, Bloo."

"What?"

"You deserve a better kid then me. Someone who's strong and independent. Someone you can have the fun with, you want so much. I don't deserve you. I don't deserve any friends. I'm too weak to stand up to Terrance by myself, too afraid to say Mom what's really going on or what I really want, and when I get sugar, I can't even control my own energy. "

"But I don't want any other kid... I'm your friend!"
Mac smiled saddly:

"You only say that, because that's what I wanted you to say, right?"

"But..."

"I made a mistake... Now... please, go..."

"Mac..."
"Please, Bloo..."

Bloo wanted to say something, but he ran out of things to say... Reculantly, he left the kitchen and Mac alone...

...with the strange feeling of beeing a failure as an imaginary friend.

*

"No, No, NOOOOOO!!!"

Again, Frankie banged her head against the steering-wheel in despair.

The tank

Was

EMPTY!

"I told you to refiel at the gas-station one mile ago, dear!", said Madam Foster firmly.

"Grandma, that was when the tank was still FULL. It just EMPTIED when you were buisy READING. THE. STUPID. WRONG. MAP!!!"

For every one of those words, Frankie hit the wheel with her head once, leaving some bruises on her forehead. Not that she cared right now.

Finally, she just let her face lie flat down on said wheel.

"Arghh... I'm getting the spare fuel..."

She just left the bus, when she had to realize something:

This was a one-way street. And behind her, yet another traffic jam had started to form.

AGAIN.

"No, No, NO NONONONONONO!"

Now, she was banging her head against the bus,until a high-pitched voice reached her :

"Hey, what are you doing? Does it hurt, is it fun? If it's fun, show me, It's fun, right? If it's fun, I want to join, because I looooooooove fun!"

Shocked, Frankie looked down to her feet, to find a little, roughly 5-years old girl talking.

"Who... are you?"

"Oh, my name's Goo Goo Gaga, because my parents let me chose my name, but I could only say "Goo Goo Ga Ga", since I was a Baby and stuff and couldn't talk, so I'm Goo Goo Ga Ga now, but everybody calls me Goo and that's fine, because Goo is soooo much shorter than Goo Goo Ga Ga and I like it!"

Frankie backed of.

"O.... K......"

She tried hard not to twitch with her eye. This little girl just said an amount of words worth an essay in aproximatly 5 second.

And her voice, GOD, THAT VOICE!

Frankie seriously wished, she would never hear such a fast and annoying voice again.

However...

"What's your name?"

"F-Frankie?"

The little girl's eyes grew big:

"Reeeeally?But you look more like a Jennifer to me! Oh you know, and it would be so cool, if you wore your hair in twin-pigtails and had more lipgloss, and were a bit taller, and...."

Just as the girl said all that, a horde of clones started to form beside Frankie, who was more and more freaked out as the process progressed and started to drown in alternate versions of herself.

"Hehehe...... Grandma?"

"Yes, dear?", asked Madam Foster from inside the bus.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!"

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While writting the scene where Mac is all hopeless and down, I realized that his dialouge happened to seem a lot like it was from „Amu" of the manga „Shugo Chara", which I am reading right now. I wasn't intending on doing that. It just happened. Probably because of the simmilar premise of the two series: Shugo Chara is about the embodiment of your deepest wishes becoming real and alive (as something resembeling a fairy), quite simmilar to how imaginary creatures become real in FHFIF. I guess, I was just influenced by that. ^^;

Just in case you wonder whatever happened to Goo's parents, they went of to the grocery story, I think. And left their daughter alone. Yeah.

Antiauthority is just dumb. It causes children like Goo to become lonely outsiders. -.-

I got the idea of Goo, producing a million of alternate Frankie's from one of the Foster's comics, where some random boy fro Mac's school did in fact imagine a Frankie clone. He was forced to give her up, because his parents didn't want their son to have a girlfriend based on a 22 years ol woman. ^^;

Till the next chapter! ^^