Foster’s Porn Story: Berry Scary 2 Return Of the Pink Imaginary Menace – Chapter 16

Foster’s Porn Story: Berry Scary 2 Return Of the Pink Imaginary Menace – Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Broadcasting the News To the Community

”Eduardo!” Bloo screeched. This arose the purple, furry friend, and covered his ears and closed his eyes tight.

”Azul!” he shrieked back. ”You don’t have to yell.”

”Well, how do ya explain this?” Bloo held up Bendy’s note into the tough companion’s face. Eduardo took it from him, and observed each and every word that was written. What made him really astonished that is was signed in his name.

”But…but…”

”But, nothing, buster!” Bloo sprang up like a bouncy ball on Eduardo’s bed, and came closer in his face. ”You kidnapped my Cranberry, you…you…traitor! Tell me where she is right now, and I aint following your stupid guidelines in your little ”scavenger hunt”!”

”But I would never kidnap little Cranberry. I treat her like my own child. I love her! Like I’ve said once-”I’m a lover, not a fighter.” Well, I’m no fighting anyway.”

”Yeah, go ahead! Play with me! Say lies about my daughter! When you have a son or daughter someday, I think I’ll kidnap him or her also like you did my Cranberry!”

”Take that back!”

”You purple hairball!” screeched Berry, who came in to join the disagreement. ”You did something to our Cranberry, and I suggest that you do something about it now before I pound your face in until your eye balls pop out and blood spouts all over!” Berry had, in reappearance, sprang on to the bed, and swang her fist in front of Eduardo’s face. Her face wrinkled, a red circle forming around eye, and eyebrows descended furiously.

”I would never do something bad to Cranberry. I told Azul that I love her like my own child.”

”Yeah! Yeah!” Berry bellowed including to her ranting and raving. ”Tell us!”

”But this is not my hand writing!” Eduardo held it up for Bloo and Berry to see. Bloo continued, ”Then, prove it. Rewrite this note, and we’ll see if you’re telling the truth or not.”

Eduardo did as he was pushed to do. He collected a piece of paper and pencil and copied the letter. Bloo and Berry watched as he did this. Ed was finished moments following, and held up the letters again. Bloo and Berry looked them over, Berry looking over Ed’s and Bloo looking over Bendy’s. It was a good thing that Bendy never saw Eduardo write in his previous visit, and Bloo and Berry came to their final conclusion.

”Wow, Ed,” Bloo began. ”You were right. Whoever wrote this note is someone totally different. But who would want to kidnap Cranberry?”

”I don’t know,” Eduardo replied.

”Berry, do you know?”

”Not a thing, Bloo. Everyone adores Cranberry.”

Bloo, Berry, and Eduardo pondered on the subject. Who would want to take Cranberry from her passionate home filled loving and caring humans and imaginary friends and what was the reason? the three of them thought hard. Bloo snapped his invisible fingers, and said, ”It was Bendy!”

”Bendy?” Berry asked.

”Yup. He came over here last year, and always did things and blamed it on me, Coco, Eduardo, and Wilt. Frankie and Herriman ALWAYS believed it, too. It would have to be him. He signed that note in Eduardo’s name.”

”Wow, Azul. I didn’t think that you were THAT smart.”

”Well, you’re wrong ’cause I’m totally smart.”

”But where would he be?” Berry inquired.

”I don’t know. Azul?”

”I got nothing. We might need to break out the news to the community. Berry, get some old snapshots from Cranberry’s birth.”

”Got it,” Berry answered. She ran out the room to get the pictures Bloo had asked from her.

”Eduardo, get some giant paper and colored markers so we can make the outline of the posters.”

”Right! But can I please eat first? Me stomach is growling.”

”Oh, alright. Go get some food in ya, and tell the others to help you. I’ll join all ya’ll and help.”

”Gracias.” With that, Eduardo skidded to the dining room so he wouldn’t be tardy for the serving of his morning nourishment.

”I’m not aware,” Mac added. ”It seems so crazy. He didn’t even know that Craberry was here.”

”Coco Coco Coco.”

”Yeah, he es good for snooping,” Eduardo concluded.

”Hey, Bloo,” Wilt started, ”you still have that picture of Bendy when he stole that cookie last year?”

”For some odd reason, yes. I think I do.”

”You should use that to put on a seperate poster,” Berry suggested. ”We can offer an award if someone finds him also.”

”I’m not Mr. Money Bags, Bear.”

”We can ask Madame Foster,” Mac said.

”Yeah. She’s full of money. C’mon, people. We gotta finish these posters, and put them all around the city. I’ll go get that old picture of Bendy, and copy it a bunch of times.”

Bloo was about to turn a corner in the hall when a sudden idea was delievered to his cranium. He bolted rewinding to his previous premesis.

”Guys! Guys! Let’s also send in some info to Channel 91 News. That’ll get the message to the whole world!”

”Blooberry!” Berry rushed up to her boyfriend, and embraced him tightly.”That’s a berry marvelous idea! We can find Cranberry in no time at all.”

”It’s a done deal then. When were done making the posters, ones for Bendy and Cranberry, we’ll begin making our film. Okay?”

All the compadres chanted, ”Yeah!”

”There has been a very depressing disapperance at Foster’s Home For Imaginary Friends,” a man in a yellow and white suit voiced in his public speaking tone. A picture of Cranberry was shown on the top right of the screen. ”This small, dark purple baby imaginary friend named Cranberry Bethany Kazoo has been kidnap by this dandelion colored brute here.” The image was switched to Bendy’s. ”The mother and father of this baby,” Bloo and Berry’s pictures were replaced, ”Berry Hamilton and Blooregard Kazoo, are in serious need of your help. If you see Cranberry or Bendy, you will be rewarded with a $1,000 honor.” A copy of the posters of the information explaining the reward and an image of the two imaginaries was dispalyed on the screen. ”That is our news for tonight. Good night.”

Bloo switched the ”Off” button on the television.

”Well,” Berry began,”Everyone knows.” She speeded into Bloo’s tight hug as she cried softly onto his miniature body.

”Don’t worry, hon. We’ll find her.”

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