Foster’s Porn Story: Birthday Bloo Chapter 3

Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends Y Cartoon Network & CraigMcCracken

Bloo flew down the street on the skateboard, pushing off of the ground harder each time. At the crosswalk, he rolled swiftly past the other pedestrians making their way about town. As they shook their fists angrily, he shouted nothing more than Birthday! over his shoulder. After riding down about eight blocks in a matter of seconds, he skidded to a halt in front of a small shop. Video Game Emporium. A large rack in the front window held multiple copies of Ultra-Blasteroid Shooter 10. A flashing sign pointed to the rack that read Now Available!.Bloo drooled at the display for a few moments before leaning the skateboard against the window and walking inside.

Ding-ding! A small bell rang as Bloo opened the door to the shop. Walking up to the stand, he picked up a copy of the game and held it happily in his hands.

Hello, can I help you with something? The store associate asked him politely. He was an older looking teenager with an orange beanie covering his greasy brown hair. The black t-shirt he wore had a large logo of the Blasteroid series printed on the front.

No, Im fine. The small blue friend began to walk out of the store, tucking the item underneath his arm.

Excuse me! The boy said, blocking the doorway. You have to pay for that!

Im sorry, but maybe you didnt know that its my birthday today

Birthday or not, you still have to pay for that! He said, pointing to the game.

Oh, I see Bloo looked solemnly at the box for a few moments. Then

WHAM!

AHH! My leg! With one swift, hard kick to the shin, Bloo left the cashier hobbling in pain as he sprinted out the doorway and onto the street.

YES! VICTORY IS MINE! HA HA HA ha.Hey guys, what are you doing here? Eduardo, Coco, Wilt, and Mac stood on the sidewalk, staring at him accusingly. Macs arms were crossed firmly across his chest, not in the least surprised to find him standing only a few feet away from Video Game Emporium.

Bloo, did you steal that? The boy asked the guilty looking friend.

What? Steal? Psh Why would I want to steal a video game? Mac raised an eyebrow, uncovinced.

Hey! You! Get back here! the orange capped teen shouted from the store entrance. Screaming, Bloo sprinted down the street, the store associate not very far behind him. Mac and the other friends joined in the mad dash. If they knew Bloo, and they certainly did, he wasnt going to give up without a fight