[Mr. Herriman, Frankie, Goo, and all the other imaginary friends are shocked with horror at all the destroyed party decorations in the library by Mac]
I warned Bloo not to throw me a party! Every year, I tell him no more parties! But does he listen?! NO! HE NEVER, EVER, EVER, EVER LISTENS!!! But he'll listen now! [laughs manically]
Mac, this party isn't for you.
[enters with Artie, blindfolded] Surpri-- [notices the wreckage] Whoa, what the heck happened in here?
[looks around, seeing everything is birthday-themed after Artie, and looks down at the squashed cake; shocked at realizing what he had done] I didn't…
AArtie
[heartbroken] I was four years old. [runs out of the library, sobbing]
I thought this was my party. [to Goo] You said you ruined the surprise.
I didn't. Artie saw me walking with my present for him.
Artie left, too, remember? He walked out the door.
And I didn't want to tell him about the curtains because then everyone would know I can sew.
IFImaginary Friend
You can? I can sure use me some pants.
Master Mac, when you told me you hate parties, my chief concern was protecting this one from you. But I see now no party is safe from the likes of you. You will destroy each and every one, even if that means destroying lives in the process. [hops out of the library]
But… [attempts to stop him, but retracts]
[Everyone leaves the library, all disappointed with him while scolding him]
[annoyed] You es muy, muy meano.
[Coco squawks annoyingly at him]
Wilt[also annoyed] Maybe next time, you could talk about your problems, instead of taking them out on a little imaginary friend.
[also annoyed] Like I didn't have enough to clean.
How could you, Mac? He was four years old today! Four years old.
[sulking in shame] I thought it was my party.
You know what I like best about the reunion? It's really cool to see what kind of people thought up all the friends we know.
You know whose creator I really wanna meet? [cut to Wilt standing sadly at a table with cupcakes] Wilt!
Wilt
[cringing] Oh! Hey, Mac! Hey, Bloo! [clenching his teeth in a strained smile and twitching his good eye]
Is there something wrong?
Wilt
[hesitantly] Yeah, sure! Never better! Sorry! Want some burgers? [instead offers Mac and Bloo a plate of cupcakes]
[takes a cupcake] Uh, thanks.
Hey, Wilt, where's your creator?
[11:00 P.M. in the night; Bloo wakes up, seeing Wilt packing his things in a bindle and leaves the room]
[groggy] Wilt? [follows him downstairs to the foyer and sees him talking to someone mysterious on the telephone]
Wilt
[on the telephone] Yeah, that's right. It's me. Bet you'd hoped to never hear from me again, didn't you? It's time we set things straight once and for all! Oh, really? Fine! Fine, then it's on! I'll see you in two days! You can count on it! [slams the phone on the receiver in anger]
Wilt
[surprised to see Bloo has followed him] Oh! I'm sorry, Bloo. Did I wake you?
Wilt
Well, yeah...But don't you worry about it. [slings his bindle over his back]
"Don't worry about-?" [walks down a few more stairs to better see what Wilt is doing] What do you mean? Where are you going?!
Wilt
I did something terrible, and it's time I set things right. [closes the door behind him and leaves the house]
Something...terrible? [hangs his mouth open in shock]
[Next morning; Eduardo, Mac, Coco, Frankie, Bloo, Mr. Herriman, and Madame Foster are all in the room, investigating on what happened the previous night]
Huh. Now if that ain't the pot leadin' the horse to water.
Well, he couldn't have just left.
[opens up Wilt's locker] Look. His locker's empty.
And his toothbrush is gone.
[checking under the bunk beds where Wilt usually sleeps and finds nothing there] Coco coco co co!
No note? No letter? No nothing.
Oh, that's not like him at all.
[At the bus station, Wilt finds a pink little bear imaginary friend named Foofy Woogums in the Lost and Found]
Wilt
[kindly] Well, hello there, little friend! I'm sorry, but imaginary friends don't belong in the Lost and Found.
FFoofy
But, I am lost. My little girl left me here when she was gonna go visit her grandma… [sniffles sadly] and she never came back to find me. [starts to sob]
Wilt
Oh, it's okay. I'm sure she'll be back looking for you soon.
FFoofy
But… [sniffs] I've been waiting… [sniffs again] since Christmas.
Wilt
Chwistmath?! I mean, Christmas? But that was months ago. [Foofy cries harder; picks her up from the box, consoling her] Shh. No, no, no, don't cry. You'll see her again someday. Maybe you could go find her yourself.
FFoofy
But I'm afraid to go all by myself.
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing] Coco Coco bo-boco
Banana fana foco foco
Mee mi momo coco!
[Frankie orders to stop singing and Bloo and others continue to sing]
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing] Shut up shut up
Bo butup banana
fana fo futup
me mi mo mutup, mutup!
Frankie, what if we don't catch Wilt at his next stop?
I don't know. But don't worry. We can always try for the next stop until we catch him. As long as there's a trail to follow, we'll find him.
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing again, making Mac and Frankie annoyed] Frankie Frankie
Bo benkie Banana
fo fenkie!
[Meanwhile, Wilt has finished mowing the final lawn in the suburbs with his lawnmower and dozens lawns have been mowed neatly]
Wilt
Phew. 274 lawns. [stands up] And it only took several hours out of my trip.
SStats
Wilt? Oh, my gosh! Wilt, is that you?
Wilt
Stats? Stats!
SStats
Wilt, it's been so long! So, tell me, what brings you back to the hood?
Wilt
I've come to see Larry. [walks into the old basketball court] Foul Larry!
FLFoul Larry
[sitting in a corner, wearing a robe] Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. Sore Loser. You're late.
Wilt
Sorry. But I had some things to take care of.
FLFoul Larry
It's been 30 years since I whoop your behind. Come back for more?
Wilt
No thanks. You know what I'm here for, Foul Larry, if that's okay.
FLFoul Larry
A rematch, huh? 'Nother game of 2-on-2? [mocking gasp] Oh, wait! That's right. Your little creator has gone away and left you all alone. [mocking baby talk] Hee hee hee...What do you think you gon' do? You think if you beat me he'll forgive you? He'll take you back? Well, forget it! He don't want you no more! And you know why? 'Cause you let him down. 'Cause you're a loser!
Wilt
Why don't you prove it? [unties his hobo bindle, revealing a red, white, and blue basketball] Is that okay?
FLFoul Larry
[takes off his robe and throws it aside; approaches Wilt at the center of the court, showing that he's taller than him] Scared, shorty?
Wilt
Ready when you are!
Wilt
[remorsefully] I lost again. I can't believe I lost again. Now he'll never forgive me.
JJordan
Wilt? I'm sorry, but, are you okay?
Wilt
Jordan?
[Jordan helps his imaginary friend get back up on his feet and the group appears from offscreen]
Wilt
[surprised] Wha… Guys?! How did you… when did… What are you doing here?
We have been so mucho worried about you!
We've been following you for days!
But you were, like, running all over the place!
EEveryone
But Frankie, we need you!
[Then they will plead Frankie to come with them, as they remind her of the other stuff she did for them]
Sí. And I is miss how you sew my beanie baggie when they rip- so the beanies they don't fall out of the baggie!
Wilt
I'm sorry, but I miss how you pump my basketballs so they were always just wright!
I know how you helped with my homework! I may if it's like a really long math problem!
Besides, who's gonna make us Frankie Foster's famous flinginberry butter-drenched toast?!
[realizes; misunderstanding] Oh, I get it. You didn't rescue me and everyone knows you missed me. You missed all of the other stuff for you!
Well, you can forget it! I'm sick of taking care of everyone and everything and never getting a thoughtful word of thanks, an ounce of help, or a tiny LITTLE SMIDGEN OF RESPECT! [she walks to the door] You guys are just like Mr. Herriman! I'm just a servant to you! Well, guess what?! In this world, I'm one person who's taken care of, [sheds into angry tears] and THAT'S THE WAY I LIKE IT! [angrily slams the door behind her as she leaves]
No! Frankie, wait! [goes after her, but as he tries to open the door, someone tries to block their favorite sides, it's World, possessing a sorcerer body]
[infuriated] Nobody upsets my Princess Frankie! [tries to point his favorite staff at the gang with unconscious gas] You never should come here! Feel ready to say goodbye to Frankie FOREVER!
Aha! There you are, Miss Francis!
[stops her from talking] Now, where is this toy chest friend? [hops angrily over to World] You, young man, are a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad boy! Luring a naive, young woman into to this silly little imaginary world and keeping her from her duties! Tsk, tsk, tsk. Shame on you! Now, I'm taking Miss Frances and those unsupported whimper-snappers over here back to their wrightful home! And you, young man, you are going to stay here in this toy chest, alone! And think long and hard about what you have done before or once or since! [pushing Frankie and the other people away]
Ow, ow, ow! Mr. Herriman. You have no idea, what you just did-
I know very well what I'm doing, young lady.
[becoming incredibly enraged with hatred as his castle melts] NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME! YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! GIVE HER TO ME! GIVE HER TO ME! NO, NO, NO, NO, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! FRANKIE IS MINE! MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE!
Good heavens! What's happening?!
YOU PEEVED HIM OFF, THAT'S WHAT'S HAPPENING!
[World's castle is about to try to fall down, lava erupts, Frankie and the other people escape to World's Imagination]
NO! NO! GIVE HER BACK TO ME!
[They continue to run as they go across obstacles and they fall across, and they run as the ground shatters, and they continue to run as the world begins to go out of control]
NOOOOOOOOOO! [turns background into shapes and nightmares] SHE NEEDS TO STAY! WITHOUT HER, MY OWN WORLD IS EMPTY! AND I'M NOTHING!
[Then the world turns into a white void while the others running]
Good grief! Are we getting anywhere?!
I don't know! Just keep running!
[They spot a scribbled tree in the distance]
Yes! This is the tree I wrote on before people learn I first got here! That means the entrance is...
[looks at the tree, reading what Frankie wrote; offended] Well, I never!
Ay-Yi-Yi! Why do I always need to get on the bottom?!
[Frankie and the others are climbing to reach the entrance]
We're gonna make it! We're gonna make it!
[echoing] NO! YOU CAN'T TAKE HER! I SHAN'T LET YOU! I WON'T LET YOU!
[Then the shaking causes the gang to fall off and the stuff blows away as Frankie and the others try to hold on until it stops]
Is everybody okay? Is everyone okay?
Did you try to hurt yourself?!
Did you break something?!
Wilt
Is it your leg?!
Oh, for goodness sake! What's it?!
[World, possessing a dragon-like monster toy body appears behind them and roars in fury]
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