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HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!!!!!!! <--- Why I'm not allowed playing with fire ;~;

Anyways, I hope everyone's fathers are enjoying their day!! And God Bless to those whose fathers are no longer with us

Another Wilt and little Frankie piccy I think this one is my fave :3 It goes along with this one: And both are a part of a Foster's fanfic that I'm working on ---> [link] I know it hasn't been updated in awhile, but I'm working on it

As I might have said before, I adore the idea of Wilt helping to raise Frankie and possibly playing with her, whether it be dolls, house and anything else Frankie wanted to play. Wilt just wants to make sure that she is happy and well cared for

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Wilt had been at Foster's for 8 months now and winter had arrived, leaving the house full of seasonal joy. And the most optimistic Friend in the whole house was up in the room he shared with Coco and Eduardo, tidying it up. He had just fluffed up Coco's nest and made his and Ed's beds. As Wilt approached the large window to clean it, he noticed Frankie running about the front yard, making trails in the freshly fallen snow, her laughter loud enough to reach to where he was observing with a warm heart.

Frankie was wearing her new winter coat, boots, and adorable kitty hat that her grandmother had knitted for her. Frankie suddenly started rolling snowballs across the ground so she could build a snowman. She only got so far as the getting the bottom portion in place since the middle one was too heavy to lift all by herself. Frankie frowned, her bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

"Uh-oh," Wilt said, feeling sorry for the young girl, realizing that the task of building a simple snowman was too hard for a young child to do by herself.

Wilt quickly headed over to the closet and grabbed the homemade scarf Madame Foster had made for him, wrapping it around his neck. He then ran down the stairs, sprinting outside to offer his assistance. Frankie looked up as she heard her favorite Imaginary Friend arriving, a broad and generous smile on his face, the energy from it being contagious enough to brighten up Frankie's gloom. Using his athletic strength, Wilt easily lifted the heavy snowball and sat it gently atop the larger one.

"There we go! Would you do the honors of giving him his head, Frankie?" Wilt asked.

"Yes!!" Frankie then grabbed the last snowball as Wilt wrapped his arm around her tiny body lifting her with a jubilant whoop, which made the girl squee in delight. Frankie then sat the snwoball down on top of the second one and cheered.

"Thank you for helping me, Wilt!!" Frankie exclaimed, turning around to face the tall Friend, holding her arms out, indicating that she wanted a hug.

"You're more than welcome, sweetie" Wilt responded, granting the child's wish and bringing her close to him for a lovable and warm hug. "I love playing with you! What else do you want to do? We have all afternoon!"

"Snow angels!!" Frankie immediately answered, jumping up and down excitedly in Wilt's arm.

Wilt chuckled fondly. "Of course! Let's give Frosty here a face and some arms and then we can go make as many snow angels as you want!"

"Yay!!" Wilt set Frankie down and started helping her gather materials up from the yard to give their snowman some life to him. Today was going to be another fun-filled day with Foster's resident child and Wilt was always looking forward to more. He wouldn't have it any other way.

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My other Foster's fanart: [link]

Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends © Craig McCraken, Lauren Faust, and Cartoon Network

Description
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!!!!!!! <--- Why I'm not allowed playing with fire ;~;

Anyways, I hope everyone's fathers are enjoying their day!! And God Bless to those whose fathers are no longer with us

Another Wilt and little Frankie piccy I think this one is my fave :3 It goes along with this one: And both are a part of a Foster's fanfic that I'm working on ---> [link] I know it hasn't been updated in awhile, but I'm working on it

As I might have said before, I adore the idea of Wilt helping to raise Frankie and possibly playing with her, whether it be dolls, house and anything else Frankie wanted to play. Wilt just wants to make sure that she is happy and well cared for

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Wilt had been at Foster's for 8 months now and winter had arrived, leaving the house full of seasonal joy. And the most optimistic Friend in the whole house was up in the room he shared with Coco and Eduardo, tidying it up. He had just fluffed up Coco's nest and made his and Ed's beds. As Wilt approached the large window to clean it, he noticed Frankie running about the front yard, making trails in the freshly fallen snow, her laughter loud enough to reach to where he was observing with a warm heart.

Frankie was wearing her new winter coat, boots, and adorable kitty hat that her grandmother had knitted for her. Frankie suddenly started rolling snowballs across the ground so she could build a snowman. She only got so far as the getting the bottom portion in place since the middle one was too heavy to lift all by herself. Frankie frowned, her bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

"Uh-oh," Wilt said, feeling sorry for the young girl, realizing that the task of building a simple snowman was too hard for a young child to do by herself.

Wilt quickly headed over to the closet and grabbed the homemade scarf Madame Foster had made for him, wrapping it around his neck. He then ran down the stairs, sprinting outside to offer his assistance. Frankie looked up as she heard her favorite Imaginary Friend arriving, a broad and generous smile on his face, the energy from it being contagious enough to brighten up Frankie's gloom. Using his athletic strength, Wilt easily lifted the heavy snowball and sat it gently atop the larger one.

"There we go! Would you do the honors of giving him his head, Frankie?" Wilt asked.

"Yes!!" Frankie then grabbed the last snowball as Wilt wrapped his arm around her tiny body lifting her with a jubilant whoop, which made the girl squee in delight. Frankie then sat the snwoball down on top of the second one and cheered.

"Thank you for helping me, Wilt!!" Frankie exclaimed, turning around to face the tall Friend, holding her arms out, indicating that she wanted a hug.

"You're more than welcome, sweetie" Wilt responded, granting the child's wish and bringing her close to him for a lovable and warm hug. "I love playing with you! What else do you want to do? We have all afternoon!"

"Snow angels!!" Frankie immediately answered, jumping up and down excitedly in Wilt's arm.

Wilt chuckled fondly. "Of course! Let's give Frosty here a face and some arms and then we can go make as many snow angels as you want!"

"Yay!!" Wilt set Frankie down and started helping her gather materials up from the yard to give their snowman some life to him. Today was going to be another fun-filled day with Foster's resident child and Wilt was always looking forward to more. He wouldn't have it any other way.

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My other Foster's fanart: [link]

Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends © Craig McCraken, Lauren Faust, and Cartoon Network