Greetings! First, I'd like to say that I've taken some liberties with LazyTown's surroundings. Instead of fields there's a nice, lovely forest. Secondly, this is the first story I've written in a long time. A very long time. I'm out of practice so please bear with me. More after the story...

LazyTown is owned by LazyTown Entertainment.

Season's Change

Chapter One

The crisp sounds of crunching leaves were the only sounds pervading the air as Stephanie walked thought the forest just outside of LazyTown. 'Fall had finally lived up to its name', she thought as she glanced around. The ground was covered with many brightly colored leaves and the surrounding trees looked bare with just a few stragglers clutching to their branches. She smiled and gave a little twirl, sending the leaves at her feet flying.

"Its such a beautiful day! Probably one of the loveliest since I came here," she murmured to herself. It had been many years since she had first came to LazyTown. She had just celebrated her 17th birthday not too long ago. Stephanie had grown to be a lovely young lady; her hair darkening to a vivid shade of red. Her clothes hadn't changed much over the years. She still loved wearing bright pink striped dresses, though they were of a different cut.

She took her time walking through the forest, admiring her surroundings. In a nearby tree two little squirrels fought over an acorn. She laughed at the very sight of the two. 'If only my friends where here to see this', she thought. Everyone had spent less and less time together as the years went by. They had grown apart over the years, though they still remained friends. 'It's a shame they didn't want to go on this walk with me. I would have asked Sportacus but he would have turned this into a race and I wanted to enjoy the fallen leaves'. She watched as the last leaf on an old oak slowly drifted towards the ground, landing without a sound.

The trees around her began to spread apart and soon she came upon a small clearing with a little pond at its center. The water was very clear and sparkled in the midday sun. Around the pond was a well-worn trail, probably made by animals. A small stretch of the shoreline was sprinkled with large moss-covered rocks. Little fish swam in its shallow waters, chasing after each other in a game of cat and mouse. 'Oh, they're so cute! I wander if I can catch one?' She wandered around the pond watching the little school of fish. 'I wonder way I haven't seen this place before? This would be a great place to swim during the summer!' She continued to follow the little fish across the rocky shoreline. She had to take special care as she walked across the mossy rocks.

Her foot slid on a particularly slick rock and she let out a little shriek. She tumbled backwards and slammed the side of her head on a rock. She let out a gasp of pain as darkness enveloped her.

Robbie Rotten was having a rotten day, not that that was different from any other day. He seemed to live in a perpetual state of rotten luck. The poor fellow had woken from his midmorning nap to the sounds of construction crews working throughout the town, ripping up asphalt and repaving the roads. He practically fell out of his orange over-stuffed chair at the sounds of the jack hammer above.

"I meant to do that!", he said as he straitened his vest.

"This is ridiculous! One would think that they would warn people about upcoming construction! That idiotic Mayor! This is all his fault!" He was started to feel the beginnings of a headache coming on. "There's never a moments peace! If its not those annoying kids, it something else!"

He moved to his chemistry set, looking at the mess of chemicals it contained. "I've got to come up with a plan to get rid of those noisy nuisances above. Aha!" He gave a wave of his hand. "I know w- ...no that wouldn't work." Another loud crash sounded from the over-world.

"I can't concentrate. This noise...it's to noisy! I've got to get out of here." With that he left his underground lair and headed out into the woods, away from the noise. He walked aimlessly around, attempting to string together a plan that would get rid of his problems and keep the blue elf from spoiling everything. "That's a problem in itself!", he said to himself.

He glanced around, attempting to get his bearings. Someone had recently walked the same path he was on. The leaves had been kicked up and moved around. "Its probably that Sportakook! Running about, probably trying to shove his 'sports candy' down the throats of anything that moves!" He paused. " I feel sorry for the animals."

He continued to follow the trail, now hiding behind trees. He spotted a clearing up ahead. Slowly, he moved behind a large tree at the edge of the clearing; being careful not to give himself away. He was about to peek around the tree when he heard a shrill shriek. He jumped at the sound, giving a little yell of his own. "Hvaða var þessi?", he whispered to himself , slipping into his native Icelandic.

He looked around. The clearing seemed totally devoid of life. 'That was a girls voice...' Then he spotted her, laying like a ragdoll over the rocks. 'Pinky...?' He moved out into the open and crept towards her. It was then that he saw the small pool of blood gathering beneath her head. Fear flashed across his face.

"Núll , helvíti", he whispered.

He checked her pulse. 'It's a bit weak.'He ripped off two lengths of fabric from the ends of his pants. He then found the wound and began to apply pressure. "Pinky, can you hear me? ...Stephanie?" She stirred slightly but remained unconscious. He continued to apply pressure until the blood loss eased. He then tied the other length of fabric around her head to hold the makeshift gauze in place. He gave her a quick glance over for other wounds and found none.

He scooped her up into his arms, careful to support her wounded head and made his way back into the woods. The gears in his head clinked to life and he smirked.

'I've got a plan.'

I fear I may have botched the Icelandic translation. If anyone knows Icelandic, I'd appreciate it if you could tell me if there even remotely correct.

-Hvaða var þessi? What was that?

-Núll , helvíti. Oh, hell.

I only have a general idea of where this story is going at the moment. I was originally planning to do this as a comic or doujinshi of some sort but it occurred to me that I haven't the skill to do it. So, please tell me what you think of this.