Foster’s Porn Story: Mobile Chapter 1

A/N: I don’t own Fosters. Mary-Linn and Kiwi are my though :)

BOING! BOING! BOING!

The small girl watched as the teenage boys throw the ball to eachother. Her little hazel eyes darted back and forth as the boys dribbled it and throw it into the hoop. She grinned. What a fun game it looked like.

“I so want to play.” She thought to herself. It was the best game ever to her. Her only dream was to ever play that game. But being the shortest in her second grade class, well, let’s just say it seemed almost impossible.

“Why couldn’t I have been tall like Mikey or Beth?”

Other then being short, she was also the most unpopular in her school. Half the people there didn’t even know the child’s name…

…Her name was Mary-Linn.

If you took the time to ever notice (unlike some people) you would see that Mary-Linn was a pretty little girl of seven. she had dark hazel eyes, brown hair that just reached her shoulders, and a pleasent little smile. Besides that fact that she was one of the shortest children in her second grade class, she was a typical seven year old.

But back to the game. Mary-Linn sat on the bench, bored as ever. She just wished she would get one chance to play.

“Hey, oh crap I dropped it!” One of the boys yelled as the ball slipped out of his hands. It rolled right over to Mary-Linn. Mary-Linn looked at it for a minute then grinned. Without thinking, she stood up, grabbed the ball and ran to the hoop.

“I’m gonna make it!” Mary-Linn thought, caught up in the moment, ignoring the boys who were now yelling at her. “I’m gotta make a basket!”

The child ran to the basket. She jumped and threw the ball as high as she could and…it missed.

“No, no!” She thought. “It’s not fair!”

“Aw crap, that stupid little twirp made our team lose a point.” A voice said behind Mary-Linn. She twirled around to come face to face with three of the boys. There was one with red hair, one with brown hair, and one with blonde hair. They were older then her, at least 11 or 12 judging fromt their height.

“What the hell were you thinking you little shrimp?” The blonde boy yelled at her, lefting her up by the shirt. “We could have won that game.”

“I-I’m sorry.” Mary-Linn whimpered. “I just wanted to play.”

The boy growled and dropped her, letting her hit the ground with a thump. She groaned and tried to get up, but the boy pushed her down.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” She cried out. “Please leave me alone!”

She tried to get up again, this time to be tripped. She fell down on her face as something fell out of her pocket. It was a folded piece of paper.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here.” One of the boys said, picking up the piece of paper.

“No, please!” Mary-Linn cried out, getting up and trying to grab the paper, only for it to be pulled out of her reach. “That’s private!”

The boy ignored her and opened up the paper. Inside was the strangest drawing he had ever seen. It looked like some strange monster, with it’s slim red body and legs, spiking checks, and antenna eyes sticking up out of it’s head. It had large, almost clown size shoes, blue, white and red socks and wrist bands just like Mary-Linn’s, and a toothy smile taking up almost half it’s face.

“Yo guys, look at this.” He called to “his boys” as Mary-Linn still jumped at it. The two ran over and scanned for a minute. Finally, they burst out laughing.

“Ooh, artistic.” One said sarcastically.

“It should go into a museum.” Another said, chuckling to himself.

“Okay, okay, you got your laughs. Now please give it back!” Mary-Linn begged, almost whining now.

“Dream on sweety.” The red haired one chuckled at her. “This is gold.”

Mary-Linn felt her little face get red. Her hands were in fists.

“You know what?” She yelled at the boys with all her might. “I bet he could beat you in a game of basketball!”

“What, you mean the thing in your picture?”

“Yeah!”

The boys broke down into hysterical laughter.

“Maybe, but he’s not real. Sorry to break your spirit girly.”

Mary-Linn sighed, giving up and falling to her knees.

“Why can’t you be real?”

Tears began to run down her face, and she wished, wished, WISHED as hard as she could for him to be real. For him to be there.

“Please. Please…”

Suddenly, the blonde boy (who was now holding the picture) felt a light tap on his back. He twirl around and gasped. Standing there was a ten foot tall version of the girl’s picture.

“Um, excuse me, but could you give that back to her?” The creature said, cocking his strange looking head to the side. The boy, out of pure shock, said nothing but dropped the picture. Mary-Linn just sat there, staring in awe.

“Let’s get outta here!” The brown haired boy finally said, making a ran for it. The other boys followed his order and ran too.

After the teens were gone, the odd creature bent down and picked up the paper.

“Here, this is yours” He said grinning, walking over to Mary-Linn and handing her the paper. She said nothing, but just stared at him. His grin began to fade into a confused look. He waved his hand in front of her face.

“Um, hello? Are you okay?”

“D-did I create you?” Mary-Linn finally spoke, looking at the paper, then at the imaginary friend.

“Uh… yeah… I guess so…” He replied, giving her a bit of a strange look.

“Wow, that is so… AWESOME!” She cried out, jumping up and hugging the surprised imaginary friend’s legs. “This will be so cool! You will be able to teach me sooooo many sports! I can’t wait to get started! Wow, I’m so excit…”

The imaginary friend cleared his throat as though expecting something.

“So, er, sorry, but do I have a name?”

Mary-Linn looked surprised for a second, but then gave a grin.

“Yes you do. Your name is Wilt.

Hope you enjoyed it. :) Sorry if it was a little crappy. Next one soon.