Fosters Home for Imaginary Buddies Porno Story: Pinc Chapter 1

A/N: Hello everyone, and welcome to my
first Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends fan fiction (say that three
times fast ;D)! I hope you like it. It will be sprinkled with humor
but it’s mostly a serious story. Please review! I like reviews!
Reviews make me feel loved!

“Uh huh.” said Bloo plainly.

“Wilt heard her calling for help
and tried to open the door and when he couldn’t he started hitting it
to try and loosen it.”

“Yep.”

“Eduardo was on the floor below
them and when he heard the banging noise coming from above he freaked
out and started running through the halls screaming that there was a
ghost in the house.”

“That’s right.”

“And that’s why we went for a
walk.”

“Exactly.”

Mac was silent for a moment, thinking
back over the story to find some shred of logic explaining why they
had gone for a walk. Finally he gave up.

“Bloo, that doesn’t make any
sense!” he shouted, “We shouldn’t be going for a walk, we
should be back at the house calming Eduardo down and helping get Coco
out of the bathroom!”

“What? Mac, I thought you
understood me better than that!” said Bloo shocked.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m a very complex guy, Mac, I
need my space!”

Mac sighed. “You’re impossible…”
he muttered.

“Yeah, well, you know, I try.”

“Hey! Stop it!”

“Did you say something?”
asked Bloo, looking at Mac.

“It wasn’t me.” said Mac.

“No! Cut it out! Don’t!”

“I think it’s coming from over
there!” said Bloo, pointing to the house they were coming up on.

“No! Please! Not again!”

“It sounds like a girl…”
said Mac.

His perception was soon confirmed when
a girl his age, clutching something close to her, was pushed out the
front door and to the ground.

“Thanks, sis,” came a deep,
mean voice from inside, “I’ll add it to my collection.”

“I hate you! Why do you do this to
me?” the girl screamed back.

“Shut up!” came the voice
from inside the house.

The girl scrambled to her feet and ran
away from the house as a pair of pliers came flying though the
doorway, narrowly missing her. The door slammed shut as she slowed to
a stop at the sidewalk. She stood there for a second before falling
to her knees in tears.

Mac and Bloo looked at each other for a
moment before Mac took off running towards the girl.

“Hey, wait up, Mac!” Bloo
called after him as he ran to catch up.

As he got closer, Mac could see the
girl more clearly. She had her long, bushy, brown hair up in a high
ponytail and wore a bright blue knee length jumper and black tights.
When Mac reached the girl he gently put his hand on her shoulder.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked.

The girl sniffled and wiped the tears
off her face with her sleeve. “Sure, I’m fine.” she said
sadly, “Nothing out of the ordinary…”

“You mean this happens to you
every day?” said Mac in
shock.

“Just
about…” the girl sighed, “I guess it’s to be
expected when Butch is your older brother…”

“Doesn’t your mom stop him?”

“She can’t,” she replied as
she closed her eyes sadly, “she died in a car accident when I
was three. My dad takes care of us, well, if you can call it that. He
couldn’t care less what happens to me.”

At this point, Bloo had caught up to
Mac. Mac looked at him and got an idea.

“Hey, my older brother bullies me
a lot too, but sometimes Bloo here helps me deal with him.” he
said, gesturing to Bloo, “You see, he’s my imaginary friend.
Maybe if you had an imaginary friend, they could help you deal with
him.”

The girl looked up and over at them as
a glimmer of hope shone in her bright sapphire eyes. “Yeah… I
don’t have any regular friends because everyone is afraid of my
brother. Maybe what I need is an imaginary friend like Bloo!”

“I hate to break it to you,
sister, but no one could ever make an imaginary friend as awesome as
me.” said Bloo in a somewhat arrogant tone.

The girl didn’t seem to notice his
comment and looked up at the sky with a broad smile across her face.
“Someone absolutely magical, who will be able to stop Butch no
matter what he tries to do to me! Someone who’s really nice but also
has a mischievous streak…”

Bloo’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped
to the ground as a pink imaginary friend began to form behind the
girl.

“… but they would be clever
enough to find loopholes in the rules so they wouldn’t get in
trouble. They would be really smart and always eager to learn
more…”

At this point, the new friend had
pretty much completely taken form. She was a bright pink color and
had roughly the same shape as Bloo except for two long, bushy, pink
pigtails that were tied off by red bows and had curly cues at the
ends. She had big bright eyes with long eyelashes and a sweet,
cheerful smile.

“… and they would be my best
friend! Just like…” the girl looked down sadly again, “Just
like Sally…”

“Who’s Sally?” asked Mac.

The girl held out the thing she had
been clutching close to herself, revealing it to be a doll with it’s
head ripped off.

“This is… was Sally…” she
said.

The new imaginary friend’s smile faded.
“Don’t worry.” she said reassuringly, “I know it’s
hard, but everything will be okay in the end.”

The girl looked behind her and, upon
seeing the new imaginary friend, jumped away a little in surprise.
“Who… Who are you?”

“Oh! I’m… umm… well…”
she thought for a moment, “To be perfectly honest, I have no
idea…”

“She’s your imaginary friend.”
Mac explained, “You just made her and now you need to name her!”

The girl stared at her imaginary
friend. “A name huh? Hmm… It should be something exotic
sounding… How about Pincardia, or just Pinc for short!”

The newly named Pinc smiled. “Well
it’s definitely better than having no name at all!”

They all laughed at the comment.

“Hey,” said Mac, turning to
the girl, “I never asked what your name is!”

“Oh, right, my name is Molly.”

“Nice to meet you, Molly, I’m Mac.
Well I’m glad you have an imaginary friend to help you deal with your
brother now.”

Molly gasped sharply. “Oh no! My
brother! Pinc, if he finds out about you… well… you don’t even
want to know…”

“Oh come on, how bad can it be?”
said Pinc confidently.

Molly pointed to one of the second
floor windows where there was a display of doll heads mounted upon
pens, pencils, and other pointed objects like the heads of conquered
enemies of the roman army.

A horror stricken look came over Pinc’s
face as she stared at the window. “Yeah… see… about that…
I rather like… living…” Pinc said shakily.

Molly sighed. “Pinc can’t stay
with me, it’s way to dangerous…”

“Don’t worry, I’m sure we can make
arrangements for her to stay at Foster’s, like Bloo!” Mac
assured her.

“Foster’s?” said Molly
curiously, “What’s that?”

“It’s a home for imaginary friends
who were abandoned or, in Bloo’s case, aren’t allowed to stay with
their creators. I’m sure you’ll like it!”

“It sounds like a good idea!”

“Great, I’ll show you the way!”
said Mac as he helped her up.

Molly blushed slightly as he grabbed
her hand and led her down the street. Pinc and Bloo followed closely
behind them, taking occasional glances at each other until finally
their eyes met. They stared at one another in silence for a moment
until Pinc finally spoke.

“Hi, I’m Pinc! But I’m guessing
you already knew that!”

Next Chapter: Home Sweet Home

How will Pinc take to Foster’s? How
will Foster’s take to her?