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Chapter Seven

'Hi, Bloo.'

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Bloo stood pouting in the front doorway of Foster's after answering Mac's knock.

'Hi Mac, ready to leave yet?' he asked sarcastically.

Mac blinked. 'What?' he said. 'Bloo, are you annoyed with me because I haven't been able to stay here long the past few days?'

'Oh, noooooooo,' answered Bloo exaggeratedly, his eyes widening in mock concern. 'No, no, I don't care at all that you've only been here like, five minutes this week.' He turned and slouched off into the foyer.

'Come on, Bloo.' Mac shut the door and followed his friend. He swallowed carefully; he'd been developing a sore throat. 'I told you I've had a lot of homework.'

Of course, he'd had the same amount of homework as always, but it felt like more because he'd started helping Terrence out with his, after the older boy accidentally let it slip that he was probably failing enough of his courses to get held back (he made Mac swear on pain of Indian burns not to tell Mom). First Mac was showing Terrence how to use the spell-check on his computer (the boy's spelling and grammar were atrocious, which is what had sided the principal with Mom so fast in the Essay Incident); next thing he knew he was helping Terrence with the Geometry flashcards Ms. Yeates had made. He didn't need to know Chemistry or Spanish or American History to help Terrence review from the textbooks, and he liked doing it. It felt nice to do something with his brother that didn't involve toilet water or spitballs or anything that left marks on the skin. Not to say that Terrence wasn't still kicking him around occasionally, it was just that the older boy was so busy studying most of the time after school now that he didn't make an event out of abusing his kid brother like he used to when he was bored. The best perk was that Terrence let Mac use his computer now when he wanted to, so Mac didn't have to beg Frankie anymore to let him play around with hers (which was never any fun because Frankie tended to hover over him the whole time making sure he didn't do anything catastrophic to 'her baby').

Bloo whirled around suddenly. 'Are you avoiding me?' he accused.

Mac stopped in his tracks. 'What?' he said again. 'Bloo, come on, why would I do that?'

Bloo marched up to his creator. 'You've been spending an awful lot of time away from this house, mister,' he pointed out, prodding Mac in the chest with one shapeless hand. He drew back, the corners of his mouth turned down and his lower lip trembling. 'Don't you like me anymore?'

Mac knew it was an act but he wasn't callous about it. 'I'm sorry, Bloo,' he apologized as Bloo turned his back on him. 'You're right...I'll stay longer today.' He gently cleared his aching throat.

Bloo whirled around gleefully. 'All right!' he enthused. 'Come on! There's lots of stuff we could do! Um...now let's see, what can we do around this dump...'

Mac smiled and followed Bloo deeper into the house.

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The next day Mac was sent home from school with a fully-developed sore throat. Mom left work early to take care of him, and when Terrence came home he found Mom on the phone with the pediatrician. She finished up her conversation as he was dumping his backpack on the couch, but before he could ask her what she was doing home she grabbed her coat from the closet and said, 'Terrence, I need to take your brother to the doctor. If we're not back by six go ahead and eat something out of the fridge.' She hurried down the hall and Terrence heard her speaking to Mac, asking him to get dressed. They came out a few minutes later, Mac looking a little pale.

'What's he got?' Terrence asked bluntly.

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'The doctor's not sure but he wants to see him right away. See you later tonight sweetie,' Mom replied, and then they both left.

Terrence tried doing a Spanish assignment but couldn't get into it so he turned the TV on instead to watch a rerun of The Loved and the Loveless. Mom and Mac were home by five, and Mom put Mac to bed immediately.

'He dyin' or what?' Terrence asked boredly when Mom came back into the room.

Mom gave her son an exasperated look and went to the kitchen to fix dinner. 'Dr. Baliwaran says Mac just has a sore throat, and that its not the strep that's going around.'

Terrence looked up from the TV. 'So...he's stuck in the house, then?'

'Yes, for a while,' was the reply. 'I've asked Mrs. Stephens to stay here during the day, that way I don't have to take off of work.' Mrs. Stephens was a kind old lady who lived a few doors down all alone with her cats.

Terrence looked back at the TV and pondered. This wasn't Mac's first illness since leaving Bloo at Foster's, but it sounded like the first one that would confine him to bed for more than a couple of days. Was it all right if Mac didn't go to the foster home for several days at a time? What about a week? Or more? Terrence stared in the direction of the TV, not really paying attention to the program anymore. Would Bloo get adopted to some other kid? An interesting idea. Terrence wondered why he never thought of rendering Mac bedridden before so he wouldn't be able to go see Bloo. That would have been pretty sweet. Well, now was the opportunity for Mac to lose Bloo once and for all, it seemed. The only downside to this was that Terrence would pretty much lose the trump card he held now regarding squealing on Mom about the secret daily visits to Foster's. That kinda sucked.

Terrence was in a quandary. Let Bloo rot all alone at Foster's until he was taken away by another kid or make sure he stayed there so Mac could keep on visiting him until Terrence dropped The Big One on Mom and got Mac grounded for life, when the time was really right. It was a tough decision.

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'Hello,' said Frankie, opening the door. 'How can I help...' She trailed off uncertainly. 'I...know you, right?'

Terrence slouched on the porch, hands deep in pockets. 'I'm Mac's brother,' he said.

'Oh, yes.' Now Frankie remembered him. She lost her friendly demeanor. 'Mac isn't here.'

Terrence rolled his eyes behind his glasses. 'I know he's not here,' he said. 'That's why I'm here. I – '

'IsitMacisitMacisitMac?' Bloo suddenly bounded into view excitedly. When he saw who it really was he growled like a savage hyena. 'What are you doing here you – ' Suddenly he stopped, gaped at Terrence, and fell on the floor laughing fit to bust a gut.

'What's the matter with you?' Frankie asked, annoyed, having to sidestep the rolling blue friend to keep from being knocked over.

Bloo sat up halfway and pointed at the less-than-pleased looking teen on the porch. 'Oh man, oh man!' he wheezed between fits of giggles. 'The nerdwear is priceless!'

Terrence blinked a couple of times, then advanced with his fists clenched. 'Come out here and say that, you little turd!' he yelled angrily. Frankie, who had heard enough about the way Terrence treated poor little Mac, stepped between them.

'Hey!' she said sharply to Terrence, blocking him from entering. 'You are not welcome here. If you don't leave right now I'll...I'll call Mr. Herriman!'

Bloo stopped laughing at once and stood up. 'Ugh, please don't,' he said. He peeked around Frankie's legs. 'Too bad, so sad, you can't come in to play Terrence,' Bloo sang. 'Why don't you go home and find something nice and simple to do that doesn't require too many brain cells.'

Terrence reddened, glaring at Bloo, then he remembered why he was there. 'Oh, okay,' he said coolly, turning to go. 'Have a nice life with your new kid.' He went down one porch step.

Bloo frowned. 'What does that mean?' he called.

'Yeah, what does that mean?' added Frankie.

'Oh,' said Terrence casually, half-turning back, gripping the straps of his backpack. 'Well, with Mac sick in bed for what might be a long time and not being able to come over here to keep you from being adopted – well, you can take care of yourself, can't you?' He descended another two steps.

'Waitaminnit.' Bloo swerved around Frankie to come out onto the porch. 'Mac's sick?'

'Oh yeah. Way sick.' Another step.

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Bloo narrowed his eyes. 'And you came here to gloat about it, is that it?'

'Nope. I came over here to take his place so you don't get adopted. But it was a bad idea. Never mind.' And with that Terrence went down the rest of the steps and started walked down the pathway back to the sidewalk.

'Woah, woah, wait!' Bloo zoomed ahead of Terrence and blocked his path. 'Hold on. What's your scheme?'

Terrence shrugged. 'I just want to do something nice for my poor sick brother,' he smirked, enjoying himself just a tad.

'Aw, that's really sweet,' said Frankie brightly.

'No it's not!' yelled Bloo, pointing at her. 'This is Terrence. Terrence is not sweet! He's evil! Evil I say! He's the firey incarnation of Beelzebub himself!'

Terrence grinned. Cool.

'Oh come on,' said Frankie, coming down the steps. 'It might be the only thing that keeps you from getting adopted before Mac gets better. Let's ask Mr. Herriman if he'll allow it.' She smiled at Terrence. 'Come on in, Terrence, and we'll get you a soda or something.' She turned and went back up the steps. Terrence treated Bloo to an extremely smug look before following her.

Bloo seethed on the path for a few moments before flouncing irritably after them.

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'Yes, yes, I think I understand,' Mr. Herriman harrumphed thoughtfully after the situation had been explained. 'Yes, I do believe Mac's own sibling would make a suitable substitution during his absence. Master Blooregard, you can consider yourself in this young man's custody for the time being.'

Terrence shot Bloo a satisfied smirk and Bloo turned a shade lighter.

'But Mr. Herriman!' the friend whined.

'Not another word about it. You've been enough trouble around here as it is, and I expect you to behave for your temporary guardian.' He turned to Terrence. 'And as for you, young man, I expect you to be on your best behavior as well.'

'You got it, Mr. Cottontail.'

The rabbit might have frowned, if anyone could tell the difference. 'That's Herriman,' he clarified, then hopped off.

Bloo stood before Terrence defiantly. 'I am not hanging out with him,' he asserted to Frankie, pointing up at the boy.

Terrence shrugged. 'Whatever,' he said. 'I just have to come over here every day, no one's said I have to babysit your blue behind.'

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Frankie frowned. 'Then what are you going to do while you're here?'

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Terrence shrugged again. 'I have final tests coming up,' he replied. 'I need to do my homework.'

'Ha!' screamed Bloo, waving his arms. 'Terrence doesn't do homework! He does...Terrence things! He's up to something!'

'Oh knock it off, Bloo!' snapped Frankie. 'He's agreed to come over here every day after school and the weekends until Mac gets better, and you're being very rude!' She turned back to Terrence. 'You can use the library. Would that be okay?' she asked him kindly.

'Yes ma'am,' said Terrence, laying it on thick. As soon as Frankie turned to lead him to the library he made a point of turning his head to sneer at Bloo. Then they went up the stairs, leaving Bloo alone in the foyer to simmer in fury.

'Whatever he's up to, he won't get away with it,' Bloo muttered darkly.

'Who's up to something?' asked Eduardo, wandering in from the back yard.

'Mac's evil brother!' exclaimed Bloo so loudly that Eduardo jumped several feet in the air.

'Evil brother? Oh no!' cried Eduardo, trembling. 'What he do?'

'I don't know yet,' Bloo admitted. 'But whatever it is, I'm going to stop him, no matter what it takes.' His eyes narrowed as he rubbed his hands together, and he gave an evil chuckle. 'No matter what it takes,' he repeated, and erupted in full-blown maniacal laughter.

'You're scaring me,' whispered Eduardo.

'Oh, sorry Ed,' Bloo apologized quickly.

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'Terrence!' Mom yelled when her son dragged himself through the apartment's front door well after seven, covered with yellow feathers and hardened black paint. 'What on Earth have you been doing?'

'My homework,' snapped Terrence, stalking off to the bathroom.

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