Robbie Rotten dropped himself in his big fluffy orange chair and grabbed his precious bucket of popcorn. He frowned and started shoveling the little corn fluffs into his mouth. That stupid Sportacus. Always having to jump around and well, move. Why couldn't he just sit down for two minutes? No, he couldn't. Him and that annoying Stephanie. If it were not for them in the first place, Lazy Town would have truly stayed lazy. Just the way Robbie liked it.

Robbie sighed, and dropped his head onto his chest still eating hand fulls of the buttery popcorn. It was just another day, well morning to be technical. Him, coming up with an invention to try to make everyone lazy, and Sportacus destroying it. He was frustrated.

He suddenley stopped, and looked down into the bucket.

"Bloody popcorn!" he yelled in fury.

The bucket was empty.

He got up and stomped over to his messy kitchen. On the way he passed his mirror. He stared at his reflection for some time; eyeing his purple pinstriped vest and well-fitted pants that came up over his stomach. He was tall, lanky, and quite pale with jet black hair that gelled almost to perfection. He scowled at himself, and continued to the kitchen

There were pots and pans everywhere. The sink was filled with dirty dishes, his cupboards all open with various things hanging out of them close to falling; sugar and cereal and anything that seemed unhealthy. He had given up cooking and cleaning a long time ago. In fact, he never really cleaned at all. He just didn't feel like it. And he had so many other things he had to do; most of his problems pertaining to Sportacus.

Since he could remember, he had been living on popcorn and cake. They were his favorite foods, after all.

He headed over to his fridge and pulled on the handle. Well, technically it wasn't a handle. It was just a pipe that had been nailed in it's place. He had needed the handle for one of his inventions against that crazy elf Sportacus.

The invention was supposed to hypnotize him. But it needed a handle. Of course that Sports-freak managed to dodge the rays from the invention having it backfire and hit Robbie himself. Robbie being hit by the invisible force fell backwards and, of course, Sportacus caught him. He scowled at Sportacus as he was told that he "should be more careful.." and that he "...really should eat healthier."

He went to yell "NO!!" as Sportacus said those words, only the hypnosis kicked in and he turned into a carrot eating zombie for ten minutes. When he awoke from the effect, he almost got sick then and there, when seeing the carrots. How dare that Sportacus bring him close to those wretched things. He knows Robbie absolutely hates vegetables! But no. He wanted him to eat healthier! Bloody hypnosis.

He looked into his small fridge, searching. he frowned. Now where did he put it?... Ah! He smiled and pulled out the Triple Chocolate Chocolate cake he had just snatched the previous evening from that annoying pink girl who loved to dance and jump and...he shivered...move.

'What is her name again?' he thought, 'Oh right. How could I forget? Stephanie.'

He exited the kitchen, stuffing large chunks into his mouth; walking slowly back towards his comfy chair, careful not to drop any sweet crumb.

He leaned back, enjoying the cake. He adored cake. It always made him feel better when he was in a bad mood.

He savored the taste...closing his eyes...

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

He jumped in surprise, his cake flying out of his hands and landing with a SQUISH on the floor about five feet away; its fudge and chocolate splattering around it.

His face grew red with anger.

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

He got up and stomped to the pipe entrance.

"Who is it?!" he yelled, pretty furiously.

His eyes opened wide once the little voice replied, ever so innocently.

"Robbie? It's me Stephanie...are you there?"

-----Authors Note:

Heh, I have been wanting to write a SportaRobbie fanfic for so long but never started it. Well here it is.

Also, don't ask me why Robbie keeps saying "bloody this" and "bloody that" I have no idea. I just felt in the mood for that.

And most importantly just to make this clear:
I do not own any of the characters in this story. They are property of Lazy Town. I just play with them every now and then...all in good fun! So, please do not sue me, as I haven't much money to begin with!