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After Mac yelled at Goo when he was told that he won’t come to Foster’s anymore, he’s decided to leave, never to return. Everyone at Foster’s no longer cares for him. Not even Frankie, his now former girlfriend. The only one who cares about him was Goo, Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo, Quick Draw McGraw, Snagglepuss, Huckleberry Hound, Augie Doggie, Doggie Daddy, Top Cat and his gang (Benny the Ball, Brain, Chow-Chow, Spook, and Fancy), Snooper, Blabber, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Peter Potamus, Squiddly Diddly, Mr. Jinks, Pixie, Dixie, Baba Looey, Atom Ant, Cindy Bear, Hokey Wolf and Touche Turtle.


Hello, everyone. I’m Neros Urameshi, and this is my very first Foster’s fic. And it’s angst, too. In fact, it takes place during the first episode that Goo was in, but what if the ending were to be different? I know I would like it. So would you, but DBV, or you, TR, or any of my friends, even John Markel and Alan Solivan won't like it. This is heartbreaking. Trust me.


I got one more thing to say. I hope you brought tissue boxes, cause this story’s sure to make you cry. Enjoy.

Mac: Can we be friends again?

Frankie Foster: No.

Mac: If I say please, can we be friends again?

Frankie Foster: N-O spells NO, Mac!

"Oh Mac I'm just a little under the weather."

"Really it's allergy season?" asked the young boy.

Frankie groaned as she held her stomach.

Mac asked if she had a stomach ache and then Frankie yelled "DARN IT,MAC!!!" and threw a lamp at him without saying sorry. Mac ran out of the room. Frankie was feeling better. Her feelings were not hurt. Neither was everyone at Foster's. Mac enjoyed hurting Frankie's feelings more than anyone else at Foster's.

Frankie Foster: I will have no money to feed you and shelter you. I shall have to spank you, throw things at you, punch you, yell at you, kick you out of foster's and send you to jail.

Mac: No, please, don't do something mean to poor me! Please give me another chance!

Frankie Foster: N-O spells NO, Mac. No more chances for you! Yes, I shall have to spank you, throw things at you, punch you, kick you out of foster's, and send you to jail without saying sorry. (kicks him out of Foster's) And stay out!

The song used is from Disney written by Disney. You Disney fans all know what movie is this song from.We see Mac writing a letter to Goo for apology. Then, after 10 minutes, he finished writing. He walked over to Goo’s Room door and slid the letter under. One of Goo’s sad imaginary friends saw the letter, picked it up, goes past the other sad imaginary friends and gave the letter to Goo. When Goo read the letter, she felt a little bit happy, but heartbroken when she learned about something from the letter. She dropped the letter (not by accident) to the floor.

We now see the letter, which read:

Dear Goo,

I’m very sorry for yelling at you. I’ve started realizing that you don’t have any real friends, and you should know that imaginary friends are real like humans. And I’d love to play with you if you promised not to create any more imaginary friends, but I’m afraid that I’m no longer wanted at Foster’s. So I’m afraid this is goodbye, but I’ll always be with you forever. I hope you’ll understand that I won’t be here anymore, but don’t be sad. I’ll come back if I ever have a chance to, but I guess I can’t. So goodbye forever.

Your best friend, Mac

Meanwhile, Mac started walking down the halls slowly. He sighed and grew teary-eyed. He then starts to sing, that is, if it was really singing.

Mac: We met, it seems, such a short time ago

You looked at me, needing me so

Yet from your sadness

Our happiness grew

(Mac smiled as he turned his head to the direction of Goo’s Room.)

And I found out I needed you too

I remember how we used to play

(Mac laughed to himself when he thought about that.)

I recall those rainy days

(Then he frowned again as he walked down the stairs to the main room.)

The fire's glow

That kept us warm

And now I find - we're both alone

(Then he sang a bit through the last part as he walked to the front door.)

Goodbye may seem forever

Farewell is like the end

But in my heart’s the memory

And there you'll always be

Mac stopped at the front door after he ended his sing-talk and looked at the direction of Mr. Herriman, Frankie, Madame Foster, Bloo, Wilt, Coco and Eduardo, hoping that they’d look at him one last before he leaves. Unfortunately, Mac was given a glare from them, and his former friends turned away angrily, giving him the cold shoulder.

Frankie yelled “So…that’s it? THAT’S IT? FINE! Why the hell am I wasting my time with you, anyway? I have a job, I have important things to do, I have my own life to live! Why am I spending it in your crappy childish fantasy world? So I can get some half-assed help with mopping the damn floors? Well, guess what, I don’t need you either! I’m a grown young woman, what the fuck do I want with an eight-year old kid? You know what, what do I care about you? You’re just some snobby little brat who shows up every day just because your mommy won’t let you have your stupid imaginary friend anymore. So just go, where I just don’t give a horse’s ass! Go off, go play your games of make-believe, go get your butt kicked by your older brother! I just don’t give a damn! Keep your goddamn life, just KEEP ME OUT OF IT!” Frankie screamed as she unsuccessfully tried to fight back the tears that pooled up in her own eyes.

“That’s it, I’m outta here!” Mac yelled, grabbing his bag and marching out the door. “Oh, and don’t get trapped your stupid pony-tail trapped in the washing machine, jerk!” he cried, before running off. Frankie Foster angrily kicked Mac out of Foster's and told him to leave Foster's and never return. And with that, she angrily slammed the door, closing it so hard it almost flew right off it’s hinges. With a whimper Frankie covered her eyes and sank to the floor.

Mac then puts his head down in sadness and opened the front door, walked out into the night and closed it. Then he slowly starts walking towards the gate. He looked up at the window of Goo’s room and saw Goo watching him leave as tears stream down her face. Mac then resumed walking as the chorus started singing.

Chorus: Goodbye may seem forever

Farewell is like the end

But in my heart’s the memory

And there you'll always be

At the end of the last part that was sung, Mac turned his head to Goo’s room and waved goodbye sadly to Goo as tears streamed down his face. Goo waved goodbye back sadly as she’s still crying. Then, Mac started walking towards home as he sheds lots and lots of tears. When he’s three miles away from the mansion and to his house, he turned his head around and looked at the place he no longer goes to from school.

“Goodbye, Goo.” Mac said sadly, “Goodbye… for good.”

I’ll get you traitors for this. Mac thought, referring to his former friends (except Goo) as he clenched his fist in anger, as if he’s now wanting revenge. Then, he walked inside his house to his room and started crying softly into his pillow.


It wasn't long enough before the police arrived. They took Mac to jail so he could never return to Foster's. He started crying. He hoped Frankie will prove to him that he and Frankie are no longer friends but enemies. He thinks that happiness will be taken away from him forever since he's in jail. Something went wrong with Frankie later that day.

Poor Frankie. She was now heartbroken.

What the hell? What the hell just happened? she thought bewilderedly. All I wanted to do was help him out, and he just blew up on me! Why...why did...

As she remembered all the hateful things Mac said earlier, her tears of sadness quickly transformed to tears of pure rage.

Maid...just a maid! Why that little...fine! Fine! If that little punk wants to do whatever the hell he wants, then fine! What do I care, anyway? I was right to tell him off! Why do I even let him hang around me? I don't need him! I don't love him! I don't-

Once Mac was gone, Frankie buried her face in her hand and silently wept.

Frankie did not miss him for a few minutes. Not even for more than ten minutes. Then she whistled, called and looked all around. But she could not find Mac.

Mac sat fuming angrily in his prison cell. Stupid Frankie. What did she know? Trying to baby him the second he walked through the front door of Foster's, always trying to pry into his business when he could, especially the stuff he wanted to keep secret the most. Dammit, didn't she ever know when to stop?

Mac was good at insulting Frankie and hurting her feelings. Was this it? Was this the way things were going to be? Was he just going to let every jerk boss him around and tell him what to do, every single day?

Yes.

Mac's little fists almost turned white he clenched them so tightly in blind fury. Not any more. This was it. He felt as if he had been pushed completely to his limit. At that very moment didn't care about all the threats, all the warning beatings, everything. He just couldn't take it anymore. Mac was just to angry, just so angry at everything right now he just didn't care. Enough was enough. He wanted to stay in jail for the rest of his life cause his mom was right. Mac had outgrown his imaginary friend and Frankie.

He'd show Frankie he could take care of himself. Back at Foster's, Frankie was thinking about Casting Mac out in the cold cruel heartless world.


“Aah! That’s it! I give up! I give up!” she cried, throwing up her arms in mock hysterics. “Oh, c’mon dearie, don’t throw in the towel yet! Or in this case, the bed sheet.” Someone interrupted with a soft chuckle. Frankie groaned, not caring to look up as she already recognized the speaker. “Hi Grandma.” She mumbled, grabbing a stack of clean towels waiting to be folded. Madame Foster, founder and head of Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, slowly hobbled into the laundry room, clucking in mock disapproval. “What’s this, trouble with the sheets? Oh, Funny Bunny won’t like that.” She cracked, getting a wan smile out of her granddaughter. As Frankie resumed her towel folding, Madame Foster cocked her head and gave her a concerned look. “Oh c’mon Frankie, what’s wrong? Don’t that those lousy old sheets get to you. Where’s your “special helper?” Just get Mac in here and I’m sure you two will have that thing out in a jiffy!”

“Don't need him. Mac’s not here.” Frankie replied flatly. Madame Foster cocked an eyebrow.

Wilt: There's yes reason to be mean. Just leave him alone. He's not your friend anymore.

Madame Foster: “What? Odd, that’s not like the little fellow at all. Mac should’ve shown up a while ago.”

“He left early.” Frankie replied again stoically, still concentrating on her folding. Madame Foster shook her head. “He said he hates me and wishes I died. I’m no longer his friend but his enemy.” sniffed Frankie.

Madame Foster shook her head. "Oh dear, What a shame! I was actually hoping to see you two together in action today, and if Bunny told me the truth about what was going on in here last week, you both can get into some zany predicaments." the old lady chuckled. "Oh my goodness, such an adorable pair! It's so nice that he has you."

Frankie Foster: I'm not his friend anymore. Mac told me my duty's to worry about myself, not about him, or anyone else.

Frankie looked up in surprise at her grandmother. "What?"

Madame Foster wagged her finger jokingly "Oh, isn't it obvious, dear? There's no need to hide it. What with his overworked mother and his dreadful older brother, it's so nice to see that he's got at least someone to look out for him.."

"Uh, Grandma, I don't think-" but before Frankie could protest any further Madame Foster simply continued to ramble on.

"All those times you've driven him home from school or something because his mother was too busy working, those moments I've found you helping him with his homework or on a school project in the library, the laughter I always hear whenever he's helping you around the house, all the rainy days I've seen you snuggled up together reading together in front of the fireplace, oh my!" The old woman chuckled. "And let's not mention how many times I've seen you shirking your duties now and then just so you can spent some time playing some silly game with the child and Bloo. Oh my, just last week I saw you outside washing the bus, then moments later you three ran by the very next window I passed shooting each other with super-soakers! Oh, all the good times you must have together."

Frankie still struggled to find some kind of retort. "No, Grandma, I...uh...you see, this morning-"

"Ha, and some people think this home is just for adopting imaginary friends." the little old lady laughed softly. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say it's almost like you've used Foster's to adopt yourself a little brother."

Frankie went momentarily silent as she contemplated her grandmother's words.

"Wait…little…."

Madame Foster hobbled over to Frankie and gave her an affectionate pat on her back.

"It's just nice that he has you to look up to dearie. That's all. Oops!" she laughed, "Well, shame on me, I just went off there, didn't I? Oh dear, I must bored you silly with my ramblings, huh? I guess that's just part of the deal when you become an old fogy like me. Good gracious, I don't even think I remember most of what I just said!" the quirky old woman cackled. "Oh well, that's the way the cookie crumbles! Ooooh, and speaking of cookies, my friend Beth from down the street gave me the loveliest new recipe for macaroons the other day! We were playing bridge-"

Frankie's mind raced furiously as the kooky old woman went prattled on. Wait, was Grandma speaking the truth? Do Mac and I... is that all...

Her brain rewound quickly, searching for any memory of what Madame Foster just listed. Yep, there it all was. There were all those insane adventures they had had together, some of the most notable the "Funny Bunny" fiasco or that none-too brief dating experience with the awful Dylan Lee. There were all the endless hours playing out in the backyard when she really should've been working and didn't care less about the fact she was shirking her duties. The all too numerous times when Mac showed up to lend a helping hand, just whenever her workload seemed too much to bear alone.

All those late night trips to drop Mac off at home. All those cold, wet afternoons spent snuggled up by the fireplace. All those times she would be sitting at her computer and hear him ask her if she could help him out on his math, or whatever. How whenever he needed something, he always came to her. And how every time, she would be more than happy to do whatever it was for him.

Madame Foster spoke the truth. Mac really was special to her, and Frankie knew it, deep in her heart. He was more than a friend, he was like a...a...

Her grandmother's words echoed briefly within her head; little brother.

"You're right."

"...So there Beth and I were, ankle deep in-eh? What's that?" Madame Foster asked.

"You're right, Grandma, you're totally right!" Frankie cried excitedly, throwing the towels aside and standing up. "I do, wait, I mean Mac needs, uh, hold on… I mean Mac said I'm not his girlfriend or his friend anymore. He wants me to keep me out of his life, kick him out of Foster's, and spank him."

Wilt: There's yes reason to be mean. Just leave him alone. He's not your friend anymore.

Madame Foster gave her granddaughter a peculiar look. "Frankie, are you feeling alright?"

"Yes, wait…no, I mean…uh…I gotta give Mac a call!" Frankie sputtered as she reached into her pocket to grapple for her cell phone. Whipping it out, she got halfway though dialing Mac's home phone when suddenly…she just stopped completely in mid-dial.

Madame Foster actually backed away a bit, unnerved by her grandchild's sudden erratic behavior. "Frankie dear, is everything okay?"

Frankie desperately wanted nothing more in the world at that instant than to just make the call and talk to Mac. But Mac didn't want to talk to Frankie. No matter what Frankie did, Mac ignored her in order to stay out of her way.

Frankie told Madame Foster all about Mac. "Mac doesn't want to be my friend anymore. I wanted to talk to him, but the only thing he does to me was insult me and hurt my feelings. I have no feelings. I will have no money to feed Mac and shelter him. I like to spank him, throw things at him, yell at him, punch him, kick him out of foster's and send him to jail without saying sorry."

Wilt: "That's very nice. You have did something nice to Mac. He's no longer your little brother."

Frankie Foster: Thanks Wilt.

Mr. Herriman: Just ignore him, Miss Frances. Master Mac is no longer your friend or your little brother.

Frankie Foster: Thanks, Mr. Herriman.

However some unseen force was keeping her from doing it. It was as if she already knew that if she called now, Mac wasn't going to pick up. In fact she didn't feel as if Mac was even home now because the policemen send him to jail. Frankie just stood there as this newfound sixth sense told her the same thing over and over; He's not there. He's in prison.

Madame Foster noticed a letter. "Mac's new friends, Quick Draw McGraw, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Huckleberry Hound, Snagglepuss, Magilla Gorilla, Top Cat, Wally Gator, Peter Potamous, Squiddly Diddley, Yogi Bear and Boo-Boo bear wrote a letter to you. You need to read it.

"Deer Mac, My happiness has been taken away from me, I feel like no-one wants to know me anymore and thinks I am a arrogant dork, anyway I would have to make your lives miserable anymore, as I will not as a life to live when you read this note. Thanks for sending me away. Choose Terrence & Goo. They like to go out on dates with you. I'm done with you!"

Your enemy, Mac"

Frankie started to cry. She and Mac decided and they went their separate ways. She wanted nothing more than to spank Mac and punch Mac. She knew Mac will never have a crush on her again. No kisses! No dating Mac! No hugs!, Frankie thought to herself. "I don't care about anyone but myself." Frankie sighed, "I decided who shall go on dates with me since Mac is in jail." Frankie decided that Terrence and Goo should go out on dates with her. The only two things she disliked Mac having a crush on her and kissing him. She liked putting Mac in time-out, keeping Mac in jail.

Bloo: Frankie, do you miss Mac?

Frankie: No, Bloo, I do not miss him.

Wilt: Where is he?

Bloo: He's in jail. (to Frankie) You said you don't need him.

Frankie: You are so right about it. We've not time to look for him. We'll just have to live without him. I hope he'll never be one of us. I decided that Terrence should go out on dates with me since Mac is in jail. I don't need him. I proved to him that we're no longer friends but enemies. I'm never gonna take care of him anymore.

Bloo: Oh no! Is that true?

Wilt: Yes, Bloo, I say it is.

Frankie: Terrence, how would you like to go out on dates with me since Mac is in jail?

Terrence: Sure, I like to.

Frankie: Mac doesn't care about anyone but Goo. I don't care about anyone but myself. I'm heartless.

Terrence: Frankie, are you OK?

Frankie: Yes, I'm okay. Where's your brother?

Terrence: He left you alone and wanted to break your heart

Frankie: He's better off without me. He'll never have a crush on me.


Bloo: Well, you're with me, Frankie. Forget Mac. You're better off without him. You gots everything you need right here. We no longer care for him, not even you. Goo is the only one who cares about Mac.

That night, everyone went to bed expect Frankie. She stayed up thinking about what she likes to do to Mac.

Frankie: What if Mac ran away? What if he never comes back?! He'll never have a crush on me. I'll never be his girlfriend, or his friend again!

Frankie spent that night crying herself to sleep. A few hours after that, she felt better. She was thinking about no one but herself. Mac was in jail forever.


Yes, once again it was a white Christmas and once again the melodies of Yule tied hung sweet upon the winters air. Hearts were gay and spirits high. Indeed in all the city there was but one spot untouched by the spirit of Christmas. The tower; grim monument to despair, cold cruel forbidding And, unfourtunaely the abobe of Mac for a good many Christamses yet to come. Poor Mac, alone with the memories of his wasted life not caring about anyone but himself. Oh what a fool he had been! With many a pang there was the kindly face of Goo his friend and his sage advice so often scorned. A tear for Frankie his now former girlfriend too for his unloyalty, his misunderstanding. And Mac wept for his Bloo, Madame Foster, Mr. Herriman, Wilt, Eduardo, and Coco his former friends too and all those little lectures so ofter laughed at. Within the confines of this miserable cell a new Mac was born-a reformed Mac repentant Mac. But the truth is Mac loved Yogi Bear and his friends more than Frankie. That made her happy. Always again would he let those mad foolish manias that had brought him to this sorry end! But never again would he be Frankie's friend or her little brother.









A/N: (in tears) Well, that’s it… (sniffles) The song is “Goodbye May Seem Forever” from “Fox and the Hound” by Disney. Like I said before and I'll say it again and again and I'll say it again, it’s a very emotional story. Now I feel better writing it. Remember, send in your reviews. And no flames, please. Well… (sniffles) I guess that’s it. My story’s over. Goodbye, everyone.

Mac: Living my life in a slow hill

different girl every night at the hotel

I aint seen the sun shine in 3 damn days

been fuelin up on cocaine and whiskey

wish I had a good girl to miss me

but I wonder if I'll ever change my ways

I put your picture away

sat down and cried today wished Frankie died instead of me

Everyone at Foster's no longer care for me, Not even Frankie my now former girlfriend

The only one who cares about me is Goo and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Snagglepuss, Quick Draw McGraw, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Top Cat, Peter Potamus, and Squiddly Diddly.

I cant look at you while I'm lying next to them

I put your picture away

sat down and cried today wished Frankie died instead of me

Everyone at Foster's no longer care for him, Not even Frankie my now former girlfriend

The only one who cares about me are Goo, and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Quick Draw McGraw, Snagglepuss, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Top Cat, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Peter Potamus, and Squiddly Diddly I cant look at you while I'm lying next to them


Frankie kicked me out of her life and little did she know, she did cast me out into the cold cruel world

Frankie doesn't want me to be her boyfriend cause I'm not old enough

Frankie is now my enemy

I don't know if Frankie and I can repair our relationship

I want somebody to bail me out

But Frankie doesn't want to bail me out

We won't be friends anymore

Frankie may seem like a surrogate mother to Goo and Terrence, not me

I ain't seen Yogi Bear and his friends in three darn days

I put your picture away

sat down and cried today wished Frankie died instead of me

Everyone at Foster's no longer care for me, Not even Frankie my now former girlfriend

The only one who cares about me is Goo and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Snagglepuss, Quick Draw McGraw, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Top Cat Peter Potamus, and Squiddley Diddley.

I cant look at you while I'm lying next to them

I put your picture away

sat down and cried today wished Frankie died instead of me

Everyone at Foster's no longer care for him, Not even Frankie my now former girlfriend

The only one who cares about me are Goo, and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Quick Draw McGraw, Snagglepuss, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Top Cat, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Peter Potamus, and Squiddley Diddley

I cant look at you while I'm lying next to them


Frankie: I did kick Mac out of Foster's, I kept him in jail forever

I am his enemy

I'm never gonna be his friend or his girlfriend again

I never seen Mac in 300 darn years

I don't want Mac to be my boyfriend since he's not old enough

I'm never gonna talk to him again

He's never gonna have a crush on me again!

I put your picture away

sat down and cried today wished Mac died instead of me

I no longer care for him

The only one who cares about him is Goo and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Snagglepuss, Quick Draw McGraw, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Top Cat Peter Potamus, and Squiddley Diddley.

I cant look at you while I'm lying next to Atom Ant, Cindy Bear, Touche Turtle, Snooper, Blabber, and Hokey Wolfe

I put your picture away

sat down and cried today wished Mac died instead of me

I no longer care for him

The only one who cares about him are Goo, and Yogi Bear, Boo-Boo Bear, Huckleberry Hound, Quick Draw McGraw, Snagglepuss, Augie Doggie, Daddy Doggie, Top Cat, Magilla Gorilla, Wally Gator, Peter Potamus, and Squiddley Diddley

I cant look at you while I'm lying next to Atom Ant, Cindy Bear, Touche Turtle, Snooper, Blabber, and Hokey Wolfe

{C}Narrator: Frankie was glad that she wanted Mac out of her life forever. Mr. Herriman was proud of Frankie for not being nice to Mac. Mac was in jail forever, not caring about anyone but himself. Frankie wished she doesn't want Mac to be her boyfriend since Mac's not old enough. Frankie may seem somewhat like a surrogate mother to Goo and Terrence instead of Mac. She and Mac are enemies. Frankie hoped Mac will never have a crush on her ever again. I really hope Mac's never coming back to Foster's anymore. Don't you?


I drew this after the point in the story where Mac was essentially all alone; his mother and brother had died, Mr. Herriman wouldn't let Frankie adopt him, and he was sent to jail where he would never see any of his friends again.

Inspired by Shadowgate: Mac gets sent to jail

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