Fhif Stories

The residents of Foster's receive a grim reminder that living there makes them the lucky ones. For a certain Few, enough is enough. (A series of vingnettes about tragedy, of revolution, and what it means to be an Imaginary Friend.)

I recently had a sad, nostalgic moment remembering my times watching my favorite show, which led me to try and re-watch all 79 episodes, which formed my deep interest in Wilt that I never had at the past time. He's a nice guy(VERY, VERY NICE GUY), whom I think deserved his own little fan fiction!

After a stormy night in Foster's, Bloo and Wilt magically switched bodies the next morning. Now, they must find a cause to all of this and find a solution to this madness. But before that, they might have to adjust living in their switched bodies. (Note: this is my first ever fanfic, so it might not be as good as it turned out to be to others who made FHFIF fanfictions before or are FHFIF fanfiction readers)

Language barriers between friends can be tough, especially for Bloo and Eduardo. Can a fateful day at the park be their key to finding common ground?