Mac managed to drink more than half the coffee before handing it back to Frankie.
"Do you feel any better yet?"
"Yeah, i think so. Man, what happened last night?"
"Where should i start? Well, you got aged by Goo's new friend, you signed up for a speed-dating thing, under Bloo's guidance no doubt. Then you and me hung out for awhile and Bloo had you drink wine. So you were drunk and i..."
"I WAS WHAT!?!? Frankie, i can't drink!! My mom is gonna kill me!"
"Don't worry about it! I told ya last night before you passed out i would keep it between us."
"Oh. WHEW! Thanks. I owe you one. If there's anything i can do to repay you..."
"Would you be willing to let someone adopt Bloo?"
"Depends. While i was...drunk...did i do anything...y'know, bad?"
Frankie frowned. "Yes! You grabbed me everywhere and puked on the hostess!"
Mac shrieked. "Oh my gosh, really!?" She laughed.
"No, not really. The closest thing to that you did was tell me i'm 'hot'. Other than that, you just kinda talked weird."
Mac sighed with relief. "Where is Bloo now?"
"I dunno. I didn't see him when i went out, so maybe he's back at Foster's."
"Probably. By the way, is anybody going to be mad you stayed out all night?"
"I doubt it. I'll probably get a few comments, but it's nothing i can't take. Anyway, as long as you're here, i think we should head back to the house so Timen can fix you."
Frankie got in the driver's seat and started up the bus when Mac spoke behind her. "Well, actually....i wanna stay like this. Being grown up is cool! I can sit in chairs without booster seats, sign up for things by myself, uh....i can rent adult movies."
"MAC!!"
"Ow! My head!"
Frankie inhaled through her teeth. "Sorry!"
"I mean, i assume i can rent them. Bloo says i can now."
"Mac, did you ever think maybe Bloo is a bad influence on you?"
"Every time i see him. But he's still my best friend. By the way, Bloo said you had 'exhilarating' movies on your computer. Do ya think i could see one when we get back?"
"'Exhilarating movies? What are you taOHMYGOD!! Mac what exactly did he tell you about those movies?"
"Just that they were a different kind of adult from those ones about butlers and gardens, and that they were 'QUITE exhilarating'. Why, what are they?"
Frankie's face went crimson and she backed the bus out of it's parking space. "Nevermind!!"
"Ow!"
The bus was a multi-colored streak as it hurtled toward Foster's, Frankie dreaming up punishments for Bloo on the way. Not the normal punishments, either. More along the lines of boiling him in oil or tar and feathering him. |