"BLOO!!" Mac rushed off into the crowd, dodging legs and paws, jumping over short people, trying to locate Bloo. This is so like him, just like when they were going to go to Europe he kept changing his mind! But this isn't Fosters to Europe, this is a whole other world, Oz, to Fosters! There wasn't another chance to get there again! After what felt like an eternity but was only a few minutes, Mac spotted Bloo making his way through the crowd. "Bloo!" he hurried up, grabbing his friend by the arm. "What're you DOING?? We gotta get going now! What're you doing being late?!"
"Relax," Bloo said, shrugging his friend's hands off his arm. "I got souvenirs!" he pulled out a pair of green sunglasses which had 'OZ' written on both lenses. "I figure we might as well get some for the guys-"
"We haven't got time! We gotta-" Mac stopped since the crowd suddenly cheered in unison. Turning his head around he saw the giant red balloon beginning to climb into the skies. "NO NO NO!" he grabbed Bloo and the two rushed to the stage where it had been tethered. "WAIT! WAIT! COME BACK!" he shouted, waving his arms. The Scarecrow was jumping as high as he could to grab the ropes, but to no avail. The wind was strong, and carrying the balloon higher and higher.
"I cannot come back!" the Rabbit shouted, "You are late! And secondly, I don't know how it works. Goodbye folks!"
So Mac could only watch with a shattered heart as the balloon continued to float higher, and higher, until it vanished behind a white cloud and was gone forever.
To be continued (we're not out of Oz yet!)
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