you live in a imaginary friends foster home for imaginary friends until one day a millionaire family comes into the foster home for their son

Millionaire dad: my son is in a need of a imagination friend

Millionaire mom: yes and whenever he tries to create one of his own he gets a headache!

Spoiled brat boy: Nuh uh! Shut up mom! I just think I shouldn't waste my time making one up when I can just buy one

Foster home worker: Well having a imaginary friend is not like buying a toy it's a big respon-

Spoiled brat boy: Ya-ya whatever just get me a friend okay?! And don't give me a cheap one either I want the best one you got YOU GOT IT?!

Foster home worker: yes already then follow me the foster home worker then shows the imaginary friends they have