A/N: Hay everybody. Here is a lovely angsty sportarobbie fanfiction because my laptop with the rocketshippy stuff broke. :O

If you R&R I'll probably update faster. I luv u, please enjoy! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Lazy Town or September.

Sportacus rolled over in his bed and looked at the clock. It was 8:40, approximately thirty-two minutes past his allotted bed time, and he still couldn't sleep. He sighed a bit more forcefully than he meant to and thought about what was keeping him up. The only thing he could think of was Robbie. Something about Robbie made Sportacus feel all warm and fuzzy inside, and he didn't know what it was, but he wanted to be around Robbie all of the time. When Sportacus was near Robbie, his palms got sweaty and his throat got dry. He didn't understand it, and it slightly frightened Sportacus. He scolded himself. He thought about Robbie way too much and need something to take his mind off of Robbie. Exercise would do the trick. What kind of exercise would work best though? He decided that he'd take a short nighttime walk just to get his mind off of everything and maybe tire himself so he could sleep.

As Sportacus walked he let his mind wander. The first thing it settled on was Robbie. No, there's too much thinking about Robbie. Let's think of something else for once, Sportacus told himself, but every time he got his mind off of Robbie he'd think of something that made him think of Robbie. He tried to think of the children, but his mind strayed off to Robbie's plans and then Robbie. He tried to think of the scenery, but his mind always went to the cow billboard that hid Robbie's lair behind it. Sportacus gave up after 15 fruitless attempts and thought about Robbie. Robbie hadn't tried any schemes lately, and that scared Sportacus. But Sportacus's crystal hadn't gone off, so Sportacus assumed that Robbie was okay. Robbie was tall, and he had black hair. He always wore that suit with the vertical stripes that made him look so slender and… Sportacus stopped. He was kind of scared of the way he thought of Robbie. Robbie was his friend. Well, not really. Robbie didn't have friends. Robbie had these walls around him that didn't let anyone get to him and try to be his friend, and so Robbie had no friends. Ever since Sportacus had known Robbie, Robbie had had these walls up. Sportacus had wondered why many times before, but he never really knew. Maybe Robbie was-

Sportacus's thoughts were interrupted when he realized where he had walked. He was right outside of Robbie's "lair". Sportacus liked to call it his home, but Robbie always said lair. Sportacus looked up at the painted cows and wondered in the back of his mind why there were cows on this billboard. He looked at his watch. It was only 9:00, so Robbie would probably still be awake, since he refused to listen to Sportacus's lectures on health and bedtimes. "I'll go check on him just to make sure he's okay since I'm here!" Sportacus said to no one in particular. With that, he hopped down the entrance and landed in Robbie's lair. His mouth gaped slightly as he looked around. It was full of discarded inventions, different tools, and items that were so bent out of shape they were unidentifiable. It looked as if Robbie had been on a rampage the last few days and destroyed everything. "…Robbie?" Sportacus called softly. No answer. Sportacus began to panic. Suddenly, he saw a long thin leg hanging over the arm rest of the fluffy, orange chair. He rushed over and saw Robbie. He had a long bandage on his hand that was slightly red-tinted and small cuts and bruises all over his hands. He was white as a sheet and trembling furiously. His mouth opened and closed slowly, but he was asleep. His eyelids fluttered but they did not open, and he clutched a leather-bound dark purple notebook to his chest with white knuckles. Robbie looked like he was having a terrible nightmare. Sportacus's first instinct was to wake him up, but then he remembered his elf magic. Sportacus could watch Robbie's nightmare if he wanted to.

Sportacus stopped himself. That was very wrong. It was an invasion of Robbie's privacy, and what would Robbie say if he woke up and saw Sportacus standing there watching him sleep? And in this condition he was in, that probably wouldn't help him at all. But maybe it would help if Sportacus knew about Robbie's nightmare… maybe then he'd be able help Robbie. But should he really? Sportacus couldn't just leave Robbie alone, and he couldn't just sit here. It seemed like the right thing to do, and so Sportacus gently placed a hand on Robbie's forehead and closed his eyes. He felt the magical bond connect his brain to Robbie's as he entered Robbie's nightmare.

Sportacus was greeted by Lazytown, but not the Lazytown he knew. The sky was dark, the buildings were nothing but rubble, and there were no people around anywhere. There were, however, dark streaks of red on everything and in the distance, Sportacus saw limp figures lying on the ground, but before he could approach them, he saw Robbie. Robbie was standing amidst the rubble that was once the playground where the children used to play. There was some kind of instrument being played somewhere. Robbie looked oddly stoic as his usually bright blue/grey eyes searched the rubble for something. He slowly opened his mouth and began to sing;

I can't remember

What happened in September

When everything is gone,

When it's dark and I'm alone.

It's been forever

Since I could have remembered

Where the heck is everybody?

I just want to know the story

Of what happened right before

I became so alone.

The image before Sportacus suddenly changed to Robbie running frantically through his lair. He burst through the door and Sportacus saw the dream-him standing in a dimly lit empty room reading the purple book that Robbie had. He looked at Robbie, a disgustingly hateful grimace on his face. "You like me?! That's disgusting! Two men can't date, that is so unnatural!" he screamed, and then suddenly his face curved upward into an evil smile. He began to cackle a bone chilling laugh as Robbie backed away, the once strong and tall man looking pathetic as he tried to shrink away from this evil Sportacus. Then suddenly the scene changed to Sportacus standing at town hall, with everyone from the town there. Robbie was sitting in a fetal position on a catwalk in the middle of the room. Everyone in the room was laughing at him. Sportacus was standing behind Robbie laughing loudest and looking at Robbie making the most disgusting, gut-wrenching monstrosity of a facial expression Sportacus had ever seen. Suddenly, Robbie looked up and an audible snap sounded out throughout the room. Robbie's face was expressionless as he stood up and walked away. The scene went back to Robbie, who was walking in the empty Lazytown towards where town hall once stood. He was singing;

Still can't remember

What happened in September

Back when everybody died

Trails of blood during my stride.

I just discovered that

The people were defeated

By something really strong

It seemed very weird and wrong

It just doesn't belong

Like it came out of this world.

The image cut back to the flashback, with Robbie sitting in his chair sobbing. The way he was sobbing absolutely tore Sportacus apart, and he wanted to run to Robbie and embrace him. He wanted to let Robbie cry on his shoulder as he comforted Robbie. But he couldn't. Robbie's sobs escalated to the point where he was almost screaming. His head turned jerkily and suddenly to a nightstand where something was sitting that Sportacus couldn't see. Robbie's hand grabbed it and held it in front of him. It was a gun. Sportacus screamed in fear but Robbie couldn't hear him. Robbie's sobs suddenly became laughter. Long, drawn out, loud, horrendous, spine-chilling, shocking, gruesome, nightmarish laughter that raised every hair on Sportacus's body and made him want to cry. Robbie threw the gun across the room and stood up jerkily, his head and arms twitching. He turned around to his tools in one sudden movement. "THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'VE DONE!" he screamed, laughing some more. "I CAN SAVE THEM. I CAN FIX THE WRONG THEY'VE MADE. I'LL MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER. HA.. HA.. HAHA! HAHAHAHA!" The scene changed back to Robbie in the empty Lazytown. He was looking at a newspaper on the ground. The front read: "SPORTAROBBIE?!" Robbie grimaced slightly, pain and hurt in his eyes, but returned to his unresponsive state. He didn't sing.

The scene changed again. Robbie was standing in the middle of a bustling, busy Lazytown, with no one acknowledging him. Some kind of huge, bulky machine was right next to him, towering over the whole town. It had a big, shiny red button on it. His face was curved into an unnatural, gut-wrenching, monstrous smile, and his eyes were wide, but his pupils were dilated. He laughed his disgusting laugh again. "Finally…" he stopped here to laugh some more. "Finally it's done! HAHAHA It's finally done!" Suddenly, Sportacus saw his dream self run through the crowd, trying desperately to get to Robbie.

"Stop him! He's trying to kill us all!" dream Sportacus screamed. Robbie quickly turned on him, his smile disappearing.

"NO! I'm going to save you. I'm going to save you all! Don't you try to stop me!"

The scene cut back to Robbie in the abandoned Lazytown. He was standing by the charred bloody remains of what was once his beautiful machine, inspecting dream Sportacus's blood soaked hat. He smiled slightly as he sang;

I've regained a small memory

Came to my head just like that suddenly.

I think I've gotten a clue

Something tells me this is worse than

I knew.

The scene changed once again to Robbie with his machine. The people were staring at him as he screamed, "THIS IS YOUR REDEMPION DAY, EVERYBODY! GO AWAY FROM ME! STAY AWAY FROM ME! GO AWAY, HAHAHAHAHA! You can't touch me now… You see this button here?! I'M GOING TO PRESS IT!" Robbie's hand slammed down on the button, and Sportacus saw a bright light and heard screams. The scene changed for the last time. Robbie was standing by dream Sportacus's corpse. Sportacus blocked the view of the corpse with his hand, refusing to look at it. Robbie was just staring, his face was void of emotion.

I just remembered

What happened in September

I'm the one who killed them all!

I survived after the fall!

His faced split into that twisted, evil smile and his pupils dilated as he said this last line. With one jerky sudden movement, he looked at the real Sportacus, who jumped and almost turn and ran.

Suddenly, Robbie and Sportacus woke up. Robbie was laying in his chair, his legs draped over an armrest, and his back leaning on the other one. His eyes were wide and panicked, searching frantically around the room. Sportacus was sitting straight up in front of the chair, his hand still on Robbie's pale, sweat-covered forehead. Robbie's eyes finally rested on Sportacus. Sportacus looked into them and saw nothing but pain and tears. "What are you doing here, Sp…" he couldn't say Sportacus's name.

"Robbie, I…" he couldn't just say he had watched his nightmare. "Are you okay? I came in to check on you and you were…" Sportacus stopped. Robbie was desperately trying to hold back tears.

"I… I'm fine! Leave me alone!" he screamed, leaping out of his chair and sprinting down the hall. Sportacus let his tears fall. What was happening to Robbie Rotten?