This story is a gift for my friend MasterMeister999. Please enjoy!(BTW, MasterMeister999, thank you very much for recommending this story to me. It was a lot of fun to write!)

Mac, Bloo, and Duchess lie defeated in a mud puddle after being beset by an onslaught of carrots as the rain pours down on them. Moments later, the three open their eyes to see Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, and Madame Foster standing over them. "You okay there, boy?" the latter inquires with concern.

A sodden and muddied Mac slowly rights himself and wipes his face off. "Not really." he replies sadly. Concerned, Wilt gives the little boy his hand and gently helps him up, while Bloo quickly rights himself and cleans himself off. As the little blue friend walks up to his owner, Mac sadly says, 'Bye, Bloo." and gives him a gentle hug, inadvertently muddying him again. "'Bye, pal." Bloo sadly replies.

The friends look on sadly as the two slowly turn to them. "If it's not too much trouble, Frankie," Mac inquires. "Can you forward my postcards to Bloo's new home after he gets adopted, please?'

"What?" the girl replies in shock. "Where are you going?"

"Oh, you know...Singapore." the little boy replies dolefully.

"SINGAPORE?!" the friends echo in shock.

"Yeah, my mom can't stand Duchess living next door to us anymore, so we're moving to Singapore." Mac elaborates. "Didn't Terrence tell you?"

Upon hearing this, Terrence, who had just been leaving right at that moment, freezes where he stands. He looks all around him to see all of the friends glaring at him. The teenage boy gives a nervous gulp. "Uhm, as they say in Wisconsin...Sayonara!" He then begins to run away, but is stopped in his tracks by Frankie. "And just where do you think you're going?"

"Well, uhm, uh..." Terrence stammers nervously.

"You lied to us," Frankie exclaims angrily. "And you turned us against our friends! What do you have to say for yourself?" Terrence's only response is a disconcerted look.

"Oh, Mac," Wilt addresses his friend dolefully. "We're so sorry. We didn't know!"

"We can't let you move away!" Frankie says with concern.

"We no allow it." adds Eduardo.

"And if that means taking Duchess back, then we'll quite happily oblige." Madame Foster says kindly.

Mac and Bloo's faces light up. "Really?"

"Yes indeed, Sweetie," Frankie says kindly as she traipses up to them. She turns to face Mac. "I'm so sorry for everything, Mac Honey. We never should have trusted Terrence. From now on, things will be different around here," she glances up at Terrence and Duchess with a gleam in her eye. "And I think I may have an idea of how." Terrence and Duchess gulp nervously and begin to sweat profusely.

Moments later, the friends are gathered in the movie room, watching a very exciting Rod Tango movie. As Mac and Bloo sit in the front row, eating popcorn, Terrence, who's clad in a butler's outfit, traipses up to them with a tray housing two sodas. "Your drinks, sirs." he says dolefully. "Thank you, Terrence." the two reply as they take and drink their sodas.

Noticing her popcorn bowl is empty, Coco turns to Duchess, who's busily dusting a lamp, and says, "Co, coco, coco co?" Duchess groans, "Yes, Coco, I'll give you more popcorn."

As Terrence begins sweeping the floors, Wilt turns to him and says, "Say, you missed a spot." Terrence grumbles, "Right, I got it."

"Justice isn't pretty." Duchess notes disdainfully.

"You took th' words right outta my mouth." Terrence replies.

The end.