Chapter #3Fosters Pudding by: Duskmor   "I get it I get it!" Frankie yelled throwing the flyer she found stuck inside her laptop glued to the screen like it was on the display. Frankie turned to her closet door where Bloo crouched awaiting her reaction still silent hoping she didn't see him. "Bloo how many times do I have to tell you, I will submit a 'Foster's Trip Request Form' to Mr. Herriman later, I'm busy right now!" Frankie explained to the closet door before hitting the power button on her computer.
Bloo slowly emerged with a frown on his face and picked up the crumpled up flyer from the floor, on it the words "Greatest chocotastic experience in the world!" were printed in bright red letters above an image of kids playing in a willy wonka like pool of chocolate with a chocolate waterfall cascading down behind them.
"But Fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaankie..." Bloo whined in a squeal "I wanna gooooooooooooooo..." Bloo bellowed waving the flyer around next to Frankie's face "It's going to be a chocolate festival for the ages, a true cocoa-tastic bonanza, a real sugar sweet shin-dig!"Bloo tried to entice.
"Bloo look, I can't just run you around to every little place you want to go, you know the house has rules about trips and ever since last time Mr. Herriman has been extra crazy about the 'Foster's Trip Request Form', not to mention you're the only one asking for this..." Frankie started to reason
"Request form....ha!" Bloo cut in "This event is bigger than any request form! Things of this magnitude are far to important to fill out paper work for, This is real, drop what you're doing, get your keys, and riiiide, type stuff! So I'll just be waiting in the bus for you..."
"No Bloo"Frankie flatly said
"But come ooooooooooooooooooooooooon..." Bloo whined again
Frankie sighed "Bloo ever since your trip to 'Space Invaders Laser tag' you know Fosters is required to-
"That was an isolated incident!"Bloo cut her off "The bus would have made a great laser tag assault vehicle if I hadn't put it into reverse by accident!" Bloo explained "Besides the county has yet to make it's case that it was my fault the Foster's bus caused a 16 car pile up and that drink stand to spill 90 gallons of super sticky flavored syrup all over the parade route and got the marching band stuck to the street!"
"Yes well pending litigation, The county has required us to file all planned trips with the authorities before hand so they can take the appropriate precautions, namely warning everyone that we're coming..." Frankie said with a heavy sigh. "Anyway like I said you're the only one wanting to go so why don't you go get the required 10 signature minimum for the forms" Frankie asked handing Bloo the clip board with the forms on it "And stay out of my hair till you do" She concluded under her breath.
Bloo took the clip board begrudgingly and walked out into the hall. Bloo looked around for someone to braid into sighing thee form. On queue Eduardo emerged from the near by bathroom still whipping his hooves together.
"Eduardo my main man!" Bloo happily greeted him "I got the opportunity for a life time for you here, you'll be the first to make history and help take Foster's to the greatest place on earth!"
Eduardo gasped "You mean were going to the place with the big castle and the pretty princess and the big mouse guy with the-"
"No!" Bloo stopped him "I mean this!" Bloo happily presented Eduardo with the flyer "Imagine yourself sliding down that chocolate waterfall into the of choco-las-city!"
"mmmkay" Eduardo replied at looked up at the ceiling
"Well?" Bloo asked
"Well what?" Eduardo asked surprised
"What do you think about the chocolate waterfalls and oceans of chocolate?!" Bloo asked getting annoyed "weren't they great?"
"Oooooh" Eduardo realized "No"
"No?!" Bloo screeched.
"No, they got my fur all sticky" Eduardo explained "I think I need a shower now" Eduardo decided and turned around re-entering the bathroom.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaargh!"Bloo wailed in frustration.
Again Bloo paced the halls looking for someone to help him get his signatures. Coco came around the corner ahead with her tongue sticking out prancing down the hall with a dull look on her face.
"Coco, there's just the bird.. airplane... plant.... girl... that I wanted to see!" Bloo smiled "You know with a name like coco I bet you love that bean with the same name as yourself! In fact there is this little get together coming up, nothing big, that happens to feature that same bean and I just know you'll want to be there to support your fellow cocos in..."
"Coco" Coco replied quickly
"No? What do you mean no?!" Bloo exploded
"Coco co co coco co coco" Coco answered flapping her wings and posed suggestively
"On a diet?!" Bloo yelled "You don't even wear a swim suit! How can you be getting in shape for swim suit season?!" Bloo stopped around before stopping to Coco's right side "Besides with a gut like that you should have started a lot sooner sister!" Bloo snapped before realizing his mistake to late. With a swift kick Coco spun around and clocked Bloo upside the head with one of her legs sending him into a near by potted plant.
"Co-coco!" Coco said angrily and stormed off.
"Ugh what was her problem?" Bloo wondered dusting himself off and spotted Mr Herriman hopping up the steps.
"Mr Herriman!" Bloo began "I'm sure you can sympathies with my plight. I've got this little petition to sign here you see and have been fruitless in my endevers you understand. But if you were to sign this here trip request form I'm sure your endorsement is worth 10 of any ordinary house member!"
"Master Bloo surely you would not suggest I favor myself in any house rule." Mr. Herriman sternly looked down at Bloo "I can not abide by such corruption. As House President I must hold myself just as responsible for the upholding of our sacred rules even more than I would anyone I would reprimand for breaking said rules. If I were to sign your form it would count for but a single signature, only one, an individual endorsement."
"Oh sure! I couldn't agree more!" Bloo nodded "Gotta uphold these rules for sure! So why not start me off right and add your oh so official Jerry Handscock to this form and serve as an example for the other residents."
"No Master Blooregard" Mr. Herriman replied while adjusting his monicale "Frankly I shudder to think what you would do on any Foster's trip involving such mass quantities of sugar. Furthermore, I do not like you, and if you're in favor of this excursion, then I am most certainly against it." And with that Mr. Herriman hopped away down the hall.
Bloo threw up his hands in anger and screamed. Bloo stormed through the house asking just about every house member for their signature and each time either receive an excuse for why they could not sign or a flat out no. It didn't help that Bloo started most of his requests by demanding the house member sign. By time four o'clock rolled around he was fed up. Bloo stood in the foyer pacing around trying to figure out how he was going to get signatures when Mac came through the door.
"Hi Bloo" Mac happily greeted.
"Mac!" Bloo eagerly greeted in response. "Man am I glad to see you!" Bloo said rushing up to Mac and thrust the signature form into Mac's hands "Here sign this!"
"Sure thing pal" Mac said as he placed his backpack on the floor and flipped through the pages to read what he form was for.
"What are you doing?" Bloo laughed nervously "Don't read it, sign it! Go go!"
"I'm not going to sign something from you without reading it first Bloo. I'm not signing any more contracts agreeing to be your butler ever again" Mac shot him a dirty look "What's this chocolate festival stuff about? Bloo you know I can't eat sugar! Why would I sign a form for a trip to a place like this?"
"But Maaaaaaaaac!" Bloo whined "You don't understand I've asked everyone! No one will sign my form, Even Sheerline The Chocolate Queen said no! And she has the power to command chocolate! You have to sign my form! You don't even have to go, just sign it! People like you, if they think you're going maybe I can get more signatures!"
"Bloo why would I sign a form that would allow you and everyone else to leave to somewhere I can't go?" Mac said thrusting the signature form back into Bloo's hand "Lets just go play alright?" Mac asked and started up the steps "You coming?"
"Not until I have all the signatures I need to go on this trip! I will go to the Festival of Chocolate one way or another!" Bloo screamed aloud.
"No you won't Master Bloo" Mr. Herriman stated as he hopped into the foyer.
"But whhhhhhhhhhhhY" Bloo started to whine again.
"Because you've failed to acquire any signatures thus far and very unlikely to receive any at all" Mr Herriman interrupted the whining "In addition I've reviewed your trip and it states quite clearly there is a fifty five dollar admission fee. House rules state any trip that will cost more than ten dollars per participant must be funded entirely by a fund raiser organized by the house resident requesting the trip. Including fuel costs and standard bus maintenance fees your trip will cost sixty one dollars and thirty two cents per participant with the minimum of ten members and you've yet to raise a single cent for the trip you wish to attend. I'm sorry Master Bloo but you shan't be going to your choc-o-late hoop-la." Mr. Herriman concluded and took the signature request form from Bloo and returned to his Office leaving Bloo stunned.
"WHAT?!" screamed Bloo "This isn't the end of this Rabbit! If I can't go to the chocolate festival I'll bring it to me! You hear me? This house will be the center of the chocolate party universe!" Bloo yelled at Mr. Herriman's door "And I know just how to start..." Bloo said quietly rubbing his hands together.
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That night Frankie lay sleeping in her bed as the door to her room slowly opened. Bloo peaked inside and checked to make sure Frankie was asleep. When he was sure she was he opened the door fully and started to step inside. As Bloo started to step into the room the floor creaked loudly as he placed his weight on the old house's wooden floor. Frankie stirred slightly and Bloo backed off leaving the doorway. A few minuets later Bloo returned with a hokey stick tied to a pool stick tired to a plastic light saber. Bloo swung his rigging across the room nearly knocking over several nick-nacks off Frankie's shelf and tried to push the power button on her computer with the light saber end. Missing the power button the light saber bumped the PC's casing and the saber made a swishing sound effect and flashed brightly. Bloo panicked and reeled his long pole of a rigging back out the door and hit the power switch on the light saber. After Frankie stopped stirring again Bloo reached in again and this time got the power on. Slowly the computer loaded before coming to the desktop and playing the start of Frankie's start up noise. As the sound of the opening to one of Rod Tango's movies started up Bloo franticly swung his pole at the speakers trying to hit their power buttons but only knocked them off the desk tugging the cord out and killing the sound. The Speakers fell the the floor and landed with a snap as the base of the speaker broke off and rattled across the floor. Bloo leaned the pole against the desk and ducked out of the door frame for cover as he waited for the sound of Frankie's mumbles to die down.
Bloo cautiously picked the pole back up and pushed the computer's mouse around till he had it over the internet browser's icon and tapped the top of the mouse twice opening up the browser. Repeating the process Bloo opened Frankie's list of favorite sites and squinted trying to read the names. He made out the blurry image of Googla in her list and clicked it. Bloo was far less skilled with the keyboard than he was with the mouse as he tried to enter "Chocolate supplier" into the search field. Batting at the keyboard Bloo entered "Chocoplste supplkurr" Bloo clicked the link for "Did you mean Chocolate Surplus" and got to his results page. Clicking the third result Bloo came to a page for "Mega Chocolate Surplus, the dealer for institutional and standardized chocolate". Not bothering to read the site's description Bloo knocked the mouse to run the cursor over the products page and clicked. Bloo tried to read what the items for sale were but had trouble beyond the bold titles over the pictures. Bloo passed up the "Tiny Malted Delights" because they were to small for his plans. Bloo didn't bother with the "Presidential Learning Chocolates" shaped like each president's head because Bloo didn't want his party to look like a bunch of old dead guys. Bloo paused on the next item, "At Ease Pudding", Pudding was perfect for his plans! And the picture of a 50 gallon drum full of it was a good sign he'd have plenty to use. The price tag of two hundred forty dollars a drum was all Bloo needed because the more something costs the better it must be he reasoned. Bloo swatted at the mouse to get it to the "add to cart" button and clicked. Bloo tried to calculate how many drums he would need and decided to just buy 2 because to Bloo a hundred gallons was like a thousand gallons. Hitting the keyboard Bloo entered a 2 and 3 at the same time in the quantity slot due to his sloppy typing then went to check out. Bloo fished in his pocket and pulled out a credit card with Madam Foster's name on it. Bloo swung at the keypad trying to enter the credit card number. Bloo didn't enter Madam fosters number due to his bad aim but by some mirical entered a working credit card number. More luck shined on Bloo as Frankie had the Fosters address saved in her browser and all the shipping information entered itself. Bloo moved the mouse to purchase and clicked. With that the order went through.
"Yes!" Bloo triumphantly cheered before realizing how loud he was. Frankie began to roll over in her bed and grunted as she regained consciousness. "Oh no gotta turn this stupid thing off!" Bloo panicked. Bloo just jammed the light saber into the power button until the monitor went black. Frankie sat up suddenly in her bed and immediately looked at the doorway. The door was open and the light from the hall poured into her room but no one was there. Frankie looked around and saw her speaker laying broken on the floor and her monitor power light blinking on and off. Frankie let out a loud scream as Bloo slipped back into his bed and faked being asleep as the house awoke to Frankie's shriek of anger.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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