Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends (FHIF)

This mansion is where lost "imaginary" friends go and wait to get adopted. The mansion is runned by Mr. Herriman and owned by Madame Foster.

OOC: I thought it was Herriman.

OOC: Indeed.

*Fred Fredburger is in the topic.. Yes!*

*The Silk Spitter is in the mansion. Dojo lands in front of the mansion.*

Dojo: The Silk Spitter is in that mansion.

Sam: Well whaddya know! *sees the Imaginary Friends playing with each other.* Imagination has been going wild since that place came in.

Max: I don't know when to love it or hate it. But it's fun anyway! I gotta imagine one of these. With that, I can torture one! *gets off with Sam and Serious Sam.*

Serious Sam: Look, Max, if you want to call me, just call me Stone.

Max: Ok, Boulder!

Serious Sam: And I gotta get me some new weapons.

Changeling invisibly enters the topic and mansion.

Serious Sam: Hold it you two. Did you notice that you just saw footprints coming into the door, and went through there?

Sam: It's obvious that an imaginary friend wanted to come by and wish to stay there, and as for that, they are waiting to be adopted.

Serious Sam: No way dude. Did you notice that imaginary friends are just visible? That one is not. I better check out what's going on there. *enters the mansion.*

*Sam and Max follow.*

Cheese and Goo appear.

Changeling invisibly walks through the mansion.

*Sam and Max goes to Goo*

Sam: Never fear, little girl. The Freelance Police are here to investigate and obtained an imporant item.

Max: And *snickers* your friend is ridiculous!

To cover more ground, Changeling turns into a bat and invisibly flies around. This means that he isn't making any footprints.

Serious Sam: *sniffs* Great. Now all I can smell is guano.

He isn't making any guano, either.

Sam: Do you hear anything suspicious around the mansion?

RANDOMLY, A LARGE VAT OF PAINT FALLS ON CHANGELING, REVEALING HIS LOCATION TO THE ENTIRE HOUSE

The Xiaolin Warriors jump off of Dojo and enter the house.

*Dojo follows the Xaiolin Warriors as he is returning to his normal size.*

Kimiko: Where is it, Dojo?

Cheese walks up to the Silk Spitter and starts sucking on it, two floors above.

Sam: Holy mother of sasquatches in the bush of solitude! A Shen Gong Wu.

Max: DROP THE OBJECT, CHEESEBALL!

Cheese screams loudly and flees.

Sam: *covers his ears* That thing can scream alot.

Max: *a little deaf* WHAAAAT???

Sam: We gotta catch that thing before he chokes on it!

Max: I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!

*Sam and Max are chasing Cheese.*

Cheese runs into Mr. Herriman's office.

Sam: Geez, that thing is getting in our nerves.

Max: I think we should lure him out and break his skull apart.

Sam: That would be imaginary abuse Max. Hitting or neglecting them will result catastrophic consequences.

Max: So.. what kind of things do we need to lure him out?

Sam: Calcium and chocolate. Chocolate milk.

Max: Ooh! I love these things! Good thing I was carrying my secret stash. *pulls out a cooler with everfreshing chocolate milk.* It was made by a holy cow.

Sam: Speaking of cows, we should tell Mr. Featherly about the new joke for Midtown Cowboys. Something about using Betsy as a milk producting maniac, and... yes, the usual, the no cow policy. I think he'll love it. Anyway, it's time for operation "here kitty kitty."

Max: *takes the chocolate milk out of the cooler.* I got fresh cold chocolate milk for ya!

Cheese is too busy sucking on the Silk Spitter to Listen.

Sam: I think we'll have to use a better approach. *enters the office with Max, who is holding the chocolate milk.* Look what we have here!

Max: We'll trade you the chocolate milk for that cute object!

Changeling invisibly flies into Mr. Herriman 's office.