DISCLAIMER: Coco was just trying to manipulate Wilt into giving her the ticket. That's all. I apologise to the admins if I didn't make that clear, I DO read the rules about posting fanfic here, beleive me!
Ooh, also, and I meant to mention this at the beginning of the fic, but you may want to read my other fics before this one. It's not essential, but it is helpful.
Uh, so moving along from that unfortunate misunderstanding...
Thanks again for the postitive comments. I admit it is quite like The Buck Swaps Here, except it takes place in the house. I think I came up with it before seeing The Buck Swaps Here, too. The way I thought it up was basically "What if there was a Wilt-centric episode, but instead of him doing other people favours, they did HIM favours?" It's just as painful for him, just watch Mac Daddy to see what I'm talking about. Speaking of which, this next chapter's not gonna write itself!
Chapter 3: Nowhere To Run
"I knew Wilt wouldn't fall for your girly-tricks!" Bloo gloated at Coco.
"Coco coco!" Coco retorted.
"I'm wearing him down! Take it from a proffessional moocher, Coco, you gotta be patient with a score this big."
"What're you two talkin' about?" Jackie Khones said in passing.
"Cocococo co."
"Coco!" Bloo scolded, as Jackie Khones ran off with a keen look in his eye. "Now the whole house'll know!"
"That's weird..." Wilt said, as he sat on the stairs in the main foyer. "We don't get earthquakes here..." suddenly, Wilt saw what the rumbling was, as hundreds of smiling friends bore down on him.
"Hey, Wilt buddy!" Jackie Khones said.
"Hey, Wilt, wanna hear a joke?" asked The New Guy.
"No, he wants to hear a song!" argued Eurotrish.
"Hey Wilt, I got this for you." said Bendy, handing Wilt an ipod.
"Uh, thanks, Bendy, but I can't take- hey, why does this say "Frankie Foster" on it?"
"What? I didn't know! I got it from him!" cried Bendy, bawling, and pointing to Crackers. Joey, and insectoid friend, sprang down from the celing, hanging by a silk thread. "Care for an ice cream, Wilt?" he asked, spraying ice cream into a cone from out of his armpit.
"Uh, no thanks." Wilt replied weakly.
"I'll take it!" Bloo cried, jumping up and grabbing the ice cream and then proceeding to lick it. "It's good! You ought to try some, Wilt!"
"Hey, you guys back off! Senor Wilt is our friend!" called Eduardo, as he, Mac and Frankie approached the crowd.
"Yeah!" agreed Mac. "If anyone's gonna go with him to the game, it's us!"
"Uch righ!" muttered Bloo with his mouth full.
"Where'd he go?" asked Jackie, followed by a pause while everyone looked for Wilt.
"He must've gone this way!" screeched Bloo, and the horde ran off in that direction. After a while, Wilt came out of the foyer bathroom, looking very nervous. Just as he was about to walk off, the doorbell rang. Wilt walked over to answer it.
"Hi, welcome to Fosters. How may I help- oh!"
The "oh!" was Wilt noticing that the person at the door was Terrence.
"You're that Wilt guy, right?"
"Well, yeah." Wilt replied, slightly offended. Terrence grabbed Wilt and brought him to eye level.
"Well, if you don't give me your tickets to the game, I'm gonna give you an eye to match your right one!"
"You mean left."
"Huh?"
"It's your right, my left."
"Your left?"
"Right!"
"I thought you said left!"
"Yes, left is right!"
"No it's not!"
"Yes it is! To me, anyway."
"But I'm me."
"And you're not right."
"I thought you said I was right! Man, this is confusing.............Wait! I see what you're doing! You're trying to confuse me! Well your little trick didn't work! I'm gonna go home so you CAN'T trick me! Whaddaya say to that, smart guy?"
"Uh.....no, don't?"
"Oh, yes I will! See ya later, loser!" Terrence said, and walked off, laughing, slamming the door behind him.
"Okay, that was weird."
Wilt then noticed a poking at his shoulder. He turned around to see Foul Larry, looking at him intensely.
"Lemme guess...give you the ticket or you'll beat me up?"
"Oh, no! You got me all wrong, Wilt! I know you'd never give up a friend's ticket to save your own sorry hide. No, give me the ticket or I'll beat up THIS guy!" he announced, pulling Slugger out from behind his back.
"He'll do it! He's a madman!"
Wilt looked long and hard at the two of them and eventually said "Okay."
"Okay?"
"I don't think I like him enough to give up a ticket for one of my friends. You do what you have to do." Wilt said, and walked off.
"Okay, so maybe we aren't best friends forever like I said we were." Slugger grudgingly mentioned.
"When you lie to me, it hurts my feelings." Foul Larry said menacingly. "Now, I made a promise to Wilt, and I think I should see it through."
The other freinds suddenly heard a lot of wailing as they searched the house for signs of Wilt.