Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends is centered around, Bloo, an imaginary friend created by 8-year-old Mac. When Mom says Mac is too old for Bloo, Mac takes him to Madam Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends - a vast Victorian mansion with endless rooms and hundreds of imaginary friends. How could he have been so insensitive? How could he not have put himself in Mac's shoes? He was Mac's father, his real father. Mac had loved him even more than Bloo had, how could Bloo act so upset? Bloo recalled Mac's apology just a few minutes before. 'I want to go and talk to my dad before it gets too late' He must be at the cemetery. Jul 10, 2012 Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends S02E07 Mac Daddy. Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends S06E06 Race for Your Life Mac and Bloo Mac Ending. Albert Gerson2023. Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends S06E06 Race for Your Life Mac and Bloo Mac Ending.
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To: A. nonomous: Thanks hun! I think thats my favorite bit too, second to Frankie knocking the crap out of Terrance. You'll find out soon enough if he lives or not.
To: Jessica: Aw, thats sweet! Thank you!
At this, the nurses grabbed Frankie's arms and held her back. Frankie struggled madly, kicking her legs in all directions. Wilt held Terrance back with Ed, who's face now sported a huge black eye.'You hurt Mac! You hurt him!' Frankie shrieked.
'No I didn't, you crazy bitch!' Terrance returned the scream.
Google earth for mac 64 bit. 'Yes you did! Thanks to you, he could die!' Frankie started to cry.
'No, I didn't.. I didn't..' Terrance groaned. He watched Frankie's face look to him in his eyes. He didn't like that look. It was of a pleading, why? sort of look. Tears streamed down her face. It caused his heart to flip.
'Come on lady. Lets let you out and have a breath of fresh air,' The nurses ushered her out. Wilt just watched. 'I'm sorry, won't happen again.' He hissed.
Terrance walked to the bed. Bloo eyed him suspiciously.
'He doesn't want to see you,' he growled. Terrance ignored that remark, and looked to Mac's tired face. He had heard Frankie's outburst, and he was so afraid he thought he would explode.
'No. I want to see him,' Mac objected. 'Alone?'
Bloo shot Terrance a 'don't do any funny business' look, and shuffled out of the door, followed by Wilt and a sobbing Ed.
'Mac?' Terrance whispered. Mac was having difficulty breathing, his chest heaving.
'Hey Terry,' Mac wheezed. Normally, Terrencehated being called Terry.But, now,he wasn't in the mood to be mad. Plus, something had diverted his attention.A hand reached out of the bed. It held a silver chain.
'How.. how'd you find that?' Terrence gaped.
'Found it. Earlier. I was going to give it back later,' Mac smiled.
Terrence could remember the Christmas when he had bought it for him. However, still worried about his reputation, he didn't want Mac to know it was a gift for him.
A/N: See 'Christmas Spirit'.
'Keep it. I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't believe you.'
'Yes you did, Terrance. But it was going to happen sooner or later. I forgive you,'
'Oh,'
'Terrance?' Mac looked to Terrance. 'Am I really going to die?'
Terrance swallowed. He didn't know.
'No. No you're not. You're gonna grow old and drive me mad for at least another hundred years and give me loads of baby nephews to play with,'
'Ew!' Mac stuck his tongue out but he was really hiding a smile. 'I love you Terry,'
'I love you too, shrimp,' Terrance hugged Mac.
At this, Bloo raced across the ward. 'NO! It's a trap!!!'
'Bloo?' Mac watched Bloo kick Terrance's shins.
'You plotter! Take this! And that! So you wanted to take over the planet eh?' Bloo continued. Terrance bowed over, and grabbed Bloo's head. 'Want a bunch of fives, Mr. Destructo?'
'C'mon! Give me your best shot! Put em up!' Bloo swung his fists, but Terrance just dropped him on the bed.
'I gotta go anyway. Mom's mobile phone is knackered, and she'll want to know where you are. I'll meet her and I'll bring her back for you,'
Terrance walked out of the ward, leaving Bloo and Mac bewildered.
3 hours laterFrankie was playing cats cradle with Ed. Bloo was asleep, a dribble of drool slithering down his chin, wrapped in Mac's slumbering arms. The only thing that broke the silence was the shrill electronic blee of Mac's heart monitor and the other beds.
'Mac?' A figure appeared at the door. She was dressed very smartly, a pin stripe skirt suit, and a briefcase. 'Is he asleep?' She hissed to Frankie. 'Ahem, excuse me lady, but do i know you?'
'Oh yes,Miss Lewin. My name is Frances. I'm one of mac's friends.My grandmaowns the Foster Home on the hill,' Frankie put her hand out to shake it.
'Friend?' Mac's mother eyed the red haired girl confused.
'Yes. He must have told you about me,'
'No,'
'Well. I suppose, I'd better leave you to talk to Mac,'
'Yes. Goodbye,'
Mac opened his eyes with a groan. He hurt all over. He looked to his right, and saw his mother walk over. She had a somewhat sombre look on her face.
'Hey, babes,' she stroked his hair to the side.
'Hi mom,' Mac sighed groggily. He felt funny, his head seemed light.
'How do you feel?'
'I hurt, but i feel lightheaded,'
'Must be the morphine, babes. It's nothing for you to get worked up over,'
She noticed a blue blob squirm beneath the sheets. 'Mac? Is that Bloo?'
Mac awoke with a start. 'Mom.. I-i didn't mean it, I- i..'
'Hush. Don't worry. Bloo can stay with you as long you are ill,'
'Oh wonderful,' mac sarcastically mumbled. Even now she wanted to get rid of him. His mother put her hand in her handbag and pulled out a photograph.
'Mac? Can you sit up?'
Mac shuffled his bottom up to the pillows, careful not to awake Bloo.
'See this?' She continued.
'Yeah. I'm not blind,'
'Well.. do know what it is?'
'It's a photo,'
'I know that, silly sausage. Do you recognize him?'
Mac peered at the photo. It was a family photo, taken at a wedding of a family member or some party. At the top was a man, with shaggy brown hair and a slight belly in mid- laugh and a beer in his hand,in the middle was a woman who looked about six months pregnant, laughing also, and at the bottom was a black haired little boy in a pair of dungarees. He had a packet of crisps in his hands and a football. Mac tore his eyes away from the happy image and turned to his mother.
'Dad?'
Indeed, it was none other than Macwell Craig McCracken Senior.
'You really missed him after he and I divorced.' Mac shuddered, remembering that day of his four-year-old life.'His name was Mac too. I named you after him because you looked so much like him. I.. never told you this, before, but.. your father.. when you were 6 1/2.. he died.'
'Died?' Mac was crestfallen.
'Oh.. you loved him so much, babes, I didn't have the heart to tell you.'
'Dad..' Mac stroked the photo. He yawned and slid down.
'I'm tired mom. CanI sleep now?'
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'Night, Mac,' She kissed his forehead, but he had already fallen asleep.
What do you think? This the last chapter of 'Mac is sick' for the moment and I'm gonna concentrate on Frankie and the imaginary friends the next chapter. And Frankie's mystery man steps out of the shadows now.. mwahahaha!
DanMat6288: I have made a few changes to this chapter. A few grammar corrections. Also, I have added a 'Christmas Spirit' reference. Also, I changed the part about Mac's dad.. a lot.