We had to sleep in the bus. That's what happened.
Oh, the house has become so frightfully full that is actually far more comfortable to lie on these ancient benches [pulls out a spring.]
Gosh, guys. I'm really sorry. I--
Well, you should be. We've been very patient with you, Master Mac, but I'm afraid there must be consequences for your inaction. From now on, you--
[Frankie stops him]
Mac, we've been talking, and, well, we know how very much in love you are with your girlfriend [Mac groans] and, well, since she only comes around to see you, and you won't ask her to leave, we kind of think you shouldn't, you know, [frowns] come to Foster's anymore.
[shocked] What? But what about Ches... I mean, Bloo?
Our agreement to house Master Blooregard will stand firm as long as you, Master Mac, stay away.
[Coco, Eduardo and Wilt fold their arms and turn their backs on Mac. Bloo blinks slowly. Frankie frowns even more. Madame Foster looks miserably at Mac.]
I'm sorry, Master Mac. But it is for the best.
[Mac leaves the bus.]
GooOh, my gosh, Mac. I totally forgot to tell you about something and I totally remembered it when you were on the bus talking to that badger and that crazy angry lady, and I was outside communing with the animals like I always do on my family vacations in Wisconsin, and I suddenly remembered about the thing I've been wanting to do for, like, a long, long, long, long, long time, and I kept forgetting. And, you know, my mom says that sometimes memory loss is a sign of a protein deficiency, but I don't think that pertains to me, 'cause I eat lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of bananas. In fact, you could probably say I'm Bananas about bananas. Get it, Mac? Bananas? Get it? Do you get it, Mac? Do you get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it...? I know you wouldn't get it. Well, anyway, I just wanted to give you this, 'cause I've been thinking about all the time we've been spending together, and since we're best friends and all, and I really wanted to--
[snapping at Goo after being barred from Foster's] I-DON'T-LIKE-YOU! Don't you get it? Nobody likes you! You're annoying and weird and you talk too much, and Bloo's name is not Chester, Mr. Herriman is not a badger, that's not how you play checkers, and protein doesn't come from bananas, it comes from nuts, which you don't need to eat more of because you are nuts! You're chock full of nuts! You're so nuts, you drive me nuts! [jumps in Goo's face] Get it? Getitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetitgetit?! Everybody thinks you're a nuisance and they all want you to just GO HOME! [Goo becomes sad and upset upon hearing Mac's words] Well?! [so she drops a box in front of him and runs off. Mac opens it and discovers his backpack inside. He also sees that the strap has been fixed and he reads a note on his backpack] "To Mac. Thanks for being so nice to me all the time. Your friend, Goo." Great.
Goo
This is Scooter. He's a great friend. He eats sandwich crusts, lima beans, and very old really cold pork chops. Scooter is very awesome because you can't be allergic to him because you can't, because it's totally impossible. And also you don't have to worry about him biting because his teeth are made of gum. What do you think? You want to adopt him? Huh? Do you? Do you?
Goo
How about something a little more sporty? More flashy? What do I need to do to get you with a friend today?
GGirl
Do you have this in pink?
[blue imaginary friend frowns]
Goo
Here's Wilt, he'll help you with the superficial adoption forms.
Don't worry, this is really easy. [puts stacks of paperwork on table]
[Mac exits his apartment door and sees Coco and Goo throwing eggs at the Applebee's door instead of his]
Goo
Will you speak up?! I can't hear a thing you're saying!
AMr. Applebee
[comes out of the door after waking up; cheerfully] Well, hello there! What can I do you gals for? [Goo accidentally knocks him out unconscious by throwing an egg at him in the face]
AMrs. Applebee
[comes out, seeing her husband, unconscious; waves to Coco and Goo, cheerfully] Thank you so much! [drags her husband back into their apartment] He's been having the worst insomnia. [closes the door and they go back to sleep]
Goo
Not until you let us into the party!
[coming out; shouting] I told you no girls allowed!
Goo
I hope there is the party!
Goo
A séance is where we conjure up spirits from the Great Beyond and talk to them like normal people, except they're not normal because they're DEAD.
[gulps nervously] Why es they dead?
Goo
Who knows? Old age, or they put a jet engine in their car, or they were attacked by possums! Ooh! Maybe they had a piece of popcorn stuck in their throat, and they were like- [falls over pretending to choke and gag]
[Eduardo uneasily replaces a popcorn kernel in the bowl]
[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.
Goo
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]
[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.
Goo
[grumpily] You stink!
How could you, Mac? He was four years old today! Four years old.
[sulking in shame] I thought it was my party.
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