Robbie really should have thought more about this. The snowstorm was raging, he could barely see his hand in front of him anymore. He had no idea where he was going, but the last time he had been able to see, he had been on his way out of the forest. Sometimes he could see the trees he walked past, when there wasn't snow in his face or being blown into his eyes. But he had lost all sense of direction and didn't know where he was going anymore.
He honestly had just wanted to take a walk through the forest, away from all the noisy kids playing. Back then, the snowfall may have been hard, but not stormy. He hadn't noticed when the weather had become worse, probably some time after he had been in the forest, walking around. And when he had finally noticed the beginning of the storm, it was already too late. He had been deep in the forest, all by himself and not having told anyone -why should he after all? No one usually cared about what he was doing.
He hadn't worn much more than usual, his vest, hat, scarf and mittens his usual winter accessorizes to keep him warm when he was outside. He had began freezing even before he had noticed the start of the storm, but by now, his shivering had already stopped again. Going through the high snow was exhausting and he was starting to feel tired; drowsy.
His steps were more stumbling than anything, though it was hard to move through the snow anyways. His thoughts were jumpled and he couldn't keep a single line of thought anymore. He knew this was very bad though. If he didn't find his way home, or anywhere else safe and warm, he would freeze to death here. Only that he was still moving was a good sign. But he became so tired, he just wanted to sit down and rest, just for a little while! And his breathing was already slow, and shallow. No one would mind if he took a short rest, right?
Finding another tree, Robbie leaned against it tiredly. He barely noticed that he had been able to spot the tree from a few meters away -the storm was slowly stopping apparently. He couldn't focus on it though, while he slid down at the trunk of the tree and plopped into the snow. He didn't feel the cold, just how soft it was under him.
He leaned his head against the tree, trying to keep at least some thoughts up. But he felt so tired and he was so exhausted, his eyes were strained from looking through the bright white snow for so long and his eyelids were so heavy.. He couldn't stop them from falling closed, his mind stopping to think, while he drifted off to a deep deep sleep.
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When in the middle of the storm Sportacus' crystal beeped, the hero instantly looked around. He thought everyone had gotten into city hall! He could see the mayor and ms Busybody together, and he spotted Stephanie, Trixie, Pixel, Stingy and Ziggy all cuddled up close together besides each other. He couldn't imagine who'd be - ROBBIE!
"Robbie's in trouble!", Sportacus exclaimed, already heading for the door, when Stephanie called out to him to wait. She scrambled out of her blanket and hurried towards Sportacus.
"If you go out in this storm, you'll be in trouble too!", she was worried about the hero, she didn't want him lost or something like that! "Wait until the storm calmed down, at least a little...". She hoped he would stay, at least for a little while more. She knew the crystal would beep before anything serious happened, and Robbie was probably just lost in the snow... he would be able to handle the storm for a little while longer, right?
"Okay... but just until the storm is starting to calm down", Sportacus agreed, unable to deny Stephanie and her worry. She was right, he'd be in trouble too if he went out in this storm. But he couldn't help but worry about Robbie out there.
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Sportacus had been restless. He had kept pacing and doing some kind of exercise, while the other's had eventually fallen asleep. He kept glancing out the window, hoping to see the storm calm down. And as soon as he did, he sprinted outside, careful to not too much snow inside the building.
Following his crytsal's beeping and where his intuition lead him, he was headed towards the edge of town, to the forest. Sportacus was so worried about Robbie, he couldn't imagine the other to be alright, not if he had stayed outside in the snowstorm for so long.
"Robbie?", he called out, looking around and trying to find the villain. The storm was calming thankfully, but it was still hard to see and get around. He worried he wouldn't be able to spot Robbie.
"Where are you? Robbie!", Sportacus called out once more. He could feel that he was close, but he couldn't see the man anywhere. He worried that maybe, maybe Robbie was snowed in? Looking around carefully at the ground, he tried to see any lumps of snow that could have a person hiding underneath.
He slowly walked around, trying his best to see through the snow. And then he spotted him. he could see his figure sitting in the snow, leaning against a tree. His face looked so pale, almost a little blue even. It scared Sportacus, so he ran over to him as quick as possible.
"Robbie?", he carefully asked again, gently brushing off the snow from the taller man. He was ice-cold. How long had he been sitting here? Feeling for a pulse, he could feel a very slow and weak pulse. Robbie definitely had hypothermia. Sportacus could tell, knowing the illness from his home, back in the north.
He carefully and gently picked Robbie up. He needed to get somewhere warm and get a change of clothes. So Sportacus carried Robbie back to the city hall, very careful with carrying him. When he arrived, he set Robbie down near the children and the furnace, but not too close. They wouldn't be able to get him to a hospital until the storm ended completely, so Sportacus would do whatever he could.
Since everyone was asleep, Sportacus went off to get some clothes for Robbie. He knew nothing anyone here owned would fit Robbie, besides his own clothing. Good thing Sportacus knew where Robbie lived, so he could hopefully get some dry clothes for the man.
He was back as soon as he could, finding everyone still fast asleep. It didn't bother Sportacus at all to change Robbie out of his wet clothes and into dry ones, though he was sure Robbie would complain once he knew about this. But now, Sportacus wrapped Robbie up in warm blankets and got some heating packs, carefully laying them on Robbie on some places.
Sportacus sat down next to Robbie then, leaning against the villain ever so slightly. He hoped that he would be alright, that the hypothermia wasn't too severe.