Next to last chapter, even though the most important part of the fanfiction ends here. ^^

I thank you all fort he great reviews and criticsm. Writting this Fanfiction is/was great fun. Maybe I'll do some more Foster's stuff in the future. It's so much fun to write those strange and yet symaptic characters.

Oh, just one thing: I hate the 4th and 5th season, because I realized how much Bloo is out of character for the maturity of those two seasons. In the seasons 1-3 and 6 he's so cute and mostly likeable but in 4 and 5… jerk…

Well, read ya! ^^

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Street? What street?

This would probably have been what a helicopter-pilot may have thought if he was flying over the one-way street in the middle of the town right now:

It was covered and covered in red-haired girls (except for those who weren't), wearing green sweaters (same here) and wouldn't stop chattering.

And in the middle of all this, the original Frankie tried to bring order into all this, when she finally saw a red hand rising up over the heads of her wannabes'.

„Frankie!! We're here! Excuse me, you don't happen to be Frankie?"

„No, I'm Jennifer, tee hee!!"

„Oh, sorry."

The real Frankie quickly ran over to the one who rose his hand:

„Wilt, Eduardo, Coco!!!"

She maneuvred through the mass of girls and jumped in front of them:

„You don't know how happy I am to see you!"

Eduardo threw her a suspecting look:

„Wait a minute, amigos! How we know that she is real Frankie and not another clone?"

Frankie crossed her arms and answered calm:

„Your name is Eduardo, but you're sometimes called Ed, you're as strong as an elephant but as sweet as a strawberry-shortcake, you own a collection of beany-baggies, your favorite food are potatoes and you can't sleep without a little light beside your bed. Believe me now?"

Eduardo's face lightened up. Suddenly, he smiled and grabbed Frankie, hugging her almost painfully:

„Frankie, it IS you!! Oh, I so glad the clones did not eat you!!!!"

„Ufh!... Why should a bunch of imaginary look-alikes try to eat me?"

„Coco showed him a horror-movie last night.", explained Wilt.

„Oh."

Frankie freed herself from Eduardo's hug and went back a step:

„Guys, I need your help now, so, please, listen good!"

„OK!"

„Coco?", asked Frankie the somewhat bird-like friend.

„Co!"

„You try to get the attention of my copies, so can guide them off the street and, if possible, to the Foster's bus. Use your eggs, if necessary! Eduardo, you make sure that as many of them as possible get into the bus! If they refuse, use force!"

Eduardo made a little jump:

„What? B-But … the clones…"

„Ed, look at them, do they look menancing to you?"

Eduardo took a look around. The red-haired girls were chattering and laughing, discussing boys, new trends and the hottest bands, while some others were trying to clean the street with brooms (god knows where they got them).

Eduardo finally came to the conslusion:

„No…"

„And they aren't attacking us , are they?"

„… Hey! You are right! They not trying to eat us!"

„Haha, of course they're not! They're imaginary friends, just like you, Coco and Wilt! They were just created to look like me. And am I a bad person?"

„No, no you are a good person, Senorita Frankie!"

„He, thanks! So, you're not afraid anymore, are you?"

„No! I am not afraid of the imaginary friends, that just looking like clones!"

„Great!

Now, Wilt, you have the best overview of the place! There should be a little girl with black hair and weird clothes somewhere around here. She's the one who's making up all those „me"s! You have to find her and keep her from making up any more, or we'll never clear the street of them!"

„Alright, leave it to me!"

Coco looked at Frankie asking:

„Co CoCo Co co?"

„I will get into the bus and drive it home and back here, everytime it is full, untill we cleared the street!"

„But you have no licence!"

„Better driving illegal than leaving it to grandma and her „Funny Bunny". Ask the instructor, he'll confirm that! And now, let's do our best!"

Frankie then quickly ran of to the bus, followed by Coco and Eduardo. Coco was laying eggs quickly, creating as many attention-seeking kinds of stuff as possible, while Eduardo leaded the distracted Frankies into the bus.

Meanwhile, Frankie had refilled the tanks, gotten inside the bus and was now sitting on her seat.

„Miss Francis! What are you planning to do?", asked Mr. Herriman

„Driving."

„But the street is not passable!"

„Coco and Ed are taking care of that."

„What will they do with those most annoying copies of yourself?"

„We're bringing them to Foster's. They're imaginary friends after all."

„You are aware that Foster's is off the route of your test, are you not?"

„I am, but I have to get those to the home first! This has priority now!"

While they leaded this conversation, the bus was getting noisier and noisier because of the additional Frankie's it was filling with.

The original looked at her driving instructor:

„I am really sorry, but I have to change the route… that won't cost me minus-points, will it?"

„Hm, I'll probably have to note it in the protocol…"

„Argh!... Ah, screw the test, there are more important things now…", Frankie was about to start the motor, when Madam Foster suddenly asked.

„Deary, maybe I should drive?"

Frankie quickly remembered back to the last time her Grandmother drove a car all by herself, then she answered decitated:

„No."

She started the motor and drove away, causing everyone behind the bus to shout out in relief and joy.

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„Bloo! I'm out of munition!!", Mac shouted.

„Me too!"

„What?!"

When Terrance heard this words, he laughed and grinned:

„Now, it's my turn!"

He came up to them , walking in slow, but menancing steps.

„What shall we do now?!", screamed Mac.

„Oh, I tell you what we'll do!Phase S!"

Bloo pulled something out of the bag and held it aloft triumphingly. It were two little, white, square things…

Mac couldn't believe his eyes:

„S-Sugar cubes?!"

„Oh, yes! Now, open your mouth!"

Mac backed of:

„Bloo, are you nuts?! You've seen me going berserk before, god knows what I would do this time!"

„Listen Mac! You're telling me all the time that you were to small and weak to do anything! I'm GOING to proof the opposite to you, no matter the cost!"

„And what if I snap and hurt somebody? For example, YOU?!"

„It's just a tiny little sugar cube! Look, I'm even breaking it into halves! Now tell me that you can't cope with that! THAT would be pathetic!"

„Why is that so important to you?!"

„Because I want to have a kid with guts for a creator, that's why!"

„I do have guts!!"

„Than prove it!!"

„Fine!!"

Mac grabbed the half sugar-cube, but hesitateda moment. Bloo quickly said:

„Mac, I believe that you can do this, now swallow it, before your brother realizes that he could actually move with speed!"

„Ok, Ok!"

So, Mac decided to just get it over with. He putt he sweet crystals into his mouth. And swallowed.

…

Terrances, who'd been walking in snail-speed up to this point, now stopped at all:

„Huh? What's… he… doing?"

Mac was looking, like a was focusing something… Shivering and facing the floor….

When he suddenly jumped right in Terrances' direction:
„YOUAREABIGMEANJERKIHATEYOU!"

„WHAAAAAAA!"

Mac started beating his older brother up at sonic-speed:

„INEVERLIKEDYOUNOTEVENWHENIWASLITTLEYOUDALWAYSSTEALMYTOYSOHHYESIDIDNTFORGETTHATYOUIDIOTYOUDALWAYSTAKEEVERYTHINGAWAYFROMMEUNLESSDADWASWATCHINGANDONCEHEWASGONEYOUTHOUGHTYOUCOULDDOEVERYTHINGYOUWANTBUTTHATISOVERNOWYOURNOTTAKINGBLOOFROMMETOOFORGETITHESMYFRIENDANDYOUCANTDONOTHINGABOUTIT

I HATE YOU

I HATE YOU SOOO MUCH!!"

Bloo crossed his arms statisfied:

„Now, that's what I wanted to see. GO, MAC!!"

The cheering wasn't needed in any way, Mac was so full of energy, he just kept releasing it on Terrance.

And, strangely, for the first time in his life, he was completly aware of what he was doing in his sugar-rush. He just didn't feel like it was necessary to care. Terrance had never cared what happened to Mac while beating him up eihter after all…

So, Mac kept on hitting and shouting and…hitting…

But …

Then, Mac realized, that he had to stop. Now.

//OK…. Now, I have to… calm down….//

Mac took a few deep breaths.

Restrained the energy.

Let go of the rage.

…

He opened the eyes now. His sugar blured eyesight had returned to normal.

And he felt relieved. Incredibly relieved.

And also happy, that he stopped.

Terrance was knocked out, but not wounded any way. Just exthaused.

Bloo came run up:

„WOW, dude, that was awesome!! But why'd you stop!?"

Mac smiled:

„Because I wouldn't be me, if I hadn't stopped."

„Huh? I don't quite follow."

„You were right, I AM glad I finally stood up to him. I now know that I can do something like that if I want. But you know what I don't want? To be just a big jerk as Terrance, no matter what reason for! I think that's something I wanted to find out as well."

„So… you stopped beating Terrance up, because that's what Terrance would do?"

„Yes, you got it."

„… I don't see the logic behind that."

„Well…"

„Wha---

What is going on here?!"

Mac turned around quickly.

It was his mom. Open mouthed, she had let go of the bags she'd been carring, starring at the battle-field and the knocked out Terrance before her.

And in the middle of this, Mac and Bloo…

Mac gulped:

„M-Mom…"

He backed of a step:

„ He He… Did you have a nice day?...Uhh…"

She just rubbed her eyes and uttered:

„M-Mac?.. What… How… Isn't that all from our fridge?!"

„Ahahaha…."

Just then, Terrance woke up, saw their mother and rushed to her:

„MOOOOOOOOOOMMY!!! WOOOOHEEEEE!!! Mac was soooo mean today, you wouldn't believe it!! He got an evil doll now and they were rushing all through the house and destoring everything!! Mac even ate cake!! They were running amok! I couldn't stop him, because he'd beat me up, when I tried!!! It was sooo awful and I'm so glad you are here now and can protect me from this evil little boy!!!!!!!"

„Mac! Is that true? You ate sugar? But you know how you react to it!"

„No!..Well, yeah, I ate sugar, but it was not how Terrance told it! He was the one who…Uhh…."

Mac tried to say something, but then, Terrance threw him a weird look and he suddenly couldn't say anymore… He was too afraid…

Terrance smiled:

„See Mom? He's sooo lying, he doesn't even know what to say?"

„Who's lying!?!"

Bloo stepped forward:

„Miss, this sappy jerk here is the one who's lying, not my buddy Mac! He's a big fat doofus, who plays punchingball with Mac, everytime you step outside the door! Don't believe me?! Maybe you should install cameras to get a clue how awful your lil' boy's life really is!!"

Mac's Mom was baffeled:

„Oh my… are you… are you what I am thinking you are?... Mac.. is that really…?"

She looked at Mac in confusion. Mac sighed:

„He's my imaginary friend. I made him up while you were gone…"

„Imaginary friend? But why, Mac? Did you feel so lonely? But I told Terrance too play---„

Bloo interuppted:

„Ha Ha, „play". Yeah, sure. Because beeing smashed against a wall and getting your stuff crushed is sooo much fun!"

„Terrance?!"

She turned at her older son, as he quickly tried to deny:

„He's lying Mom!!! Mac made him to torture me, because he was jealous of me beeing bigger and—„

Suddenly, Mac shouted:

„STOP LYING, TERRANCE!!!"

He jumped up:

„That's not what happened Mom! Do you remember the clay you brought home yesterday? I wanted to make you a present from it, but Terrance smashed it and beat me up afterwards!!"

„Terrance?"

„ALL LIES!!"

„SHUT UP!! Mom, I'm sick of him always getting away with everytjing he does! The brokken sink? That was him! The ripped cook-book? That was him! The electroduction of the neighbour's cat? Terrance, Terrance, TERRANCE!!"

Bloo gave them a proud smile.

Mac continued:

„And while I'm at it, I'm not a baby anymore!!! There are so much rules I have to follow, but Terrance has not!! That's not fair! I deserve it more! I want to jump on my bed, I want to have sweets now and then, even if I get a little hyper, I want to watch TV till 8pm, I want to play with the good videogames as well and I want you to be there for me more often!!! I want to—„

Mac felt his mother's hand on his head. She was petting him:

„Aww, Mac… I never knew you felt like this... I'm so sorry. I thought, leaving you alone at home with Terrance would be the best thing to do to ensure our income…"

The tone in her voice changed and her eyes slid into a different direction:

„ But, obliviously, I was mistaken with that…"

Terrance was shocked:

„B-But Mom! They're so lying… I…"

She turned around:

„That's enough, Terrance! To be honest, I always suspected it was you doing all those things, but since Mac always stated you were innocent, I believed him! Do you think I never get any calls from your teacher's for your nice little „pranks" at school? Now I can finally know for sure that they were telling me the truth! I think I'll attend the next parents-teacher meeting, scheduldes or not."

Terrance swallowed. He knew, he was done now.

His mother finished with the words:

„But, for now, you are…

Grounded."

„NO!"

„YES!!!"

Mac jumped up happily and he and Bloo hugged each other:

„THANK YOU!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!! I would have never done that alone, Bloo!! You're the greatest friend I could ever have!!"

Bloo blushed a little bit:

„Aww, cut it out… even through it IS true!"

„So, your name is Bloo?"

Mac's mother had went up to the two and looked down at them.

„Blooregard Q. Kazoo, Lady!"

„He He… Aww, Mac, You've always been quite creative..."

She looked at Bloo a bit sceptical:

„But are you aware, how much responsibility an imaginary friend brings?"

Mac quickly hugged Bloo again:

„I want to keep him!! He's the best friend I could have!"

„You have to take responsibility for everything he does! Every little prank, everything he brakes."

„That's not a problem!", said Mac.

Bloo nodded:

„Yeah, taking responisbility for my pranks is better than taking responsibility for Terrance's pranks, what?"

„Actually, I hoped you'd promise to be good…"

„Oh, Ok, I'll be good… mostly!"

Mac's mother sighed:

„Mac, to be honest, our apartment is already small enough and you can't gurantee that he won't make any problems! I don't know, if we can afford---„

Bloo looked up to her with big eyes:

„Lady, did anyone ever tell you how fabulous you look with that haircut?"

„Uh… well, why, thank you…"

„Can I call you „Mom"?"

„Errr.."

„Technically „Grandma" would be more correct, but you are much to young and pretty to be a grandma!"

Mac's mom sighed and rolled her eyes a bit:

„OK, I got it. You can stay."

„Yessss!"

„But if you give Mac any stupid ideas, I'll call the local foster home to come and get you!"

Mac stepped inbetween:'
„That won't be necessary mom! I'll be good and keep us both out of trouble! I'm responsible enough, really!"

„But, sooner or later, you will get bored with him and then…"

„No.", said Mac firmly: „I won't get bored with him. Ever. We'll always be friends! Right Bloo?"

„RIGHT, MAC!"

Mac Mother nodded:

„Well, if you say so…

Anyway Mac… I decided to raise your television-curfew to 8pm!"

Mac laughed:

„YEAH! Thank you Mom!"

„Just 8pm?", Bloo gave a sceptical look: „And what about the bed-jumping and the candy?

Mom rose her finger:

„The beds are funitur and not for jumping. And Mac simply can't have any sugar. I can show you the medical artest, if you want."

„Come on!"

Mac smiled:

„It's OK, Bloo, 8pm is great!"

„It's late now boys. You should go to sleep. Alright?"

Bloo protested:

„But I wanted to pl-„

„Alright, Mom!", said Mac quickly. „Come on, Bloo!"

„But…"

He winked at him:

„We can play tommorow! I'll get the videogames from Terrance's room!"

„ALRIGHT!"

The two boys ran inside.

Terrance gave his mother a last pleading look but she just pointed at the door and said firmly:

„Which part of „grounded" didn't you understand?"

„Arrghh…"

He went inside as well, hearing Mac and Bloo laughing from upstairs.

„ARGH! This blue creep ruined everything! Oh, you just wait, Mac, one day I'll—„

„TERRANCE!"
„I'm in my room, Mom, I'm in my room!"

„What a day..."

The boy's mother let herself fall into the couch, looking at the mess that the apartment had become. She'd have to clean this all latter…

„Ahh… Mac is a responsible little boy. But this new imaginary friend of his looks like a little troublemaker to me… Will it look like this here everyday now?"

She sighed.

„Hmm…"

She reached into her pocket and pulled a little lock out. Then, she opened it. Inside was a picture up a little girl with brown looks and something yellow, resembeling a cartoon cat:

„He he… Lizzy. I miss her…"

She looked up:

„Every child has to grow up someday and realize, that they have to cope with their lifes alone, instead of hiding behind an imaginary friend… That's what makes having them so sad… knowing that it isn't forever. But, then again, which good things last forever? Holidays? Friendships? Marriages..?

I'll just let them have fun togheter, until the day it's „ Good bye"…"