Disclaimer: I own nothing of Lazytown or Magnus Scheving.

A/N: Ok, I decided to do the third part after all..Besides, more fic is better, right? Damn, I am so behind on my non-lazytown fics lol.

Warnings: Some ooc. Sportasteph. I will soon be creating my StephaRobbie fic. I'll kepp you all posted in my author's notes on the progress. I hope you all know my naughty LT fic is rated M for non-graphic sexual content. lol. BTW THANKS FOR THE EVIL CLONE IDEA. My other thought was to have him framed, saying someone else dressed up as him, but then I would have to do all this background story stuff, so I decided against it.

One

Two wonderful weeks whizzed by Lazytown, bringing nothing but excitement and joy. Stephanie and Sportacus had begun planning their wedding, which would take place in one year. Nothing had ever made either one of them happier. Carolena, however, brought on some sad news of the death of her aunt, so she needed to go back to Italy for awhile. This put a small damper on things, but no one let the bad news hold onto them for too long.

Being older, Trixie, Pixel, Stingy, and Ziggy asked to be part of the wedding. Trixie was dubbed the maid of honor, while Pixel would be the best man. Ziggy and Stingy would be ushers. Sportacus knew a few people who could be bride's maids, and a little girl named Emma who could be the flower girl. The wedding seemed to be perfect already, even though it was a long way's away.

"I swear if I hear him ask what a good wedding song is one more time I'll..." Trixie stopped herself from continuing as Steph walked over to her.

With a grin on her face, Steph asked, "What are you chatting about?"

Pixel was with Trixie when she spoke, so he covered for her, "She was talking about how great it is that you and Sportacus are getting hitched."

"Hehe," Steph giggled, "Yes, it is great.. I can't believe after these years we've finally expressed our feelings."

"Okay, this is getting too mushy for me to hear." Trixie forced a laugh out of her mouth, but she was serious.

Sportacus front-flipped towards the group and then stood with a slaphappy smile on his face. Without any words, he hugged his beloved and kissed her on the cheek.

"Sportacus," Stephanie began, "I think we'd better stop talking about the wedding for now. Everyone is getting sick of my excessive perkiness. Besides, it won't be for awhile, so let's save some of the details for later on. Alright?"

Sport nodded and agreed, "Fine with me. I'm just happy knowing this is finally going to happen, and nothing can stop it."

"Never say never!" Ziggy shouted as he ran towards the group. He held a piece of paper in his hands and his face held only looks of despair. Panting and catching his breath, he answered everyone's question before they could ask.

"Yes, something is wrong." He held the paper up, "This is a note from the state police department. Apparently, Robbie has been released! He was proven innocent. I guess, according to him and a lie detector test, he had seriously, without a doubt, made an evil clone of himself with a machine he bought. And that's not the end of it, he only used the clone when you got locked in that room, Stephanie, with the water and everything. Yeah, Robbie was hiding in his basement at the time, unaware of what was going on. His clone blew a fuse though, and the cops found it in the river last week. When Robbie was arrested, no one believed it was true."

Sportacus raised his eyebrows in disbelief, Stephanie's mouth dropped, and everyone else gasped. Stingy was wide-eyed too, for he had just approached the group during the news.

Pixel asked, "When's he comin' back?"

Ziggy replied quickly, "In two days. They also said he isn't going to live in the woods anymore. He's moving back in his underground lair near the billboard."

They remembered the day Robbie moved out of the house underground. It was just an ordinary day, full of sunshine and flowers. It was the day Robbie started thinking about socializing more. He didn't want to be so lonely at the time, so he built a house in the Lazytown Forest and moved in, hoping to get more publicity. What it gave him was more access to evil plotting.

"Umm.." Steph seemed worried, "Are we going to just welcome him back into our town without considering what happened before? I sure don't want to live through that again, clone or not."

Patting his fiance's back, Sportacus stated, "No. When he comes back, we will act as if nothing happened. However, I will take care of him, have a little talk, you know.. Man to man. Don't worry, Stephanie, he won't hurt you again."

She knew to trust her hero. She knew to trust the only man she really loved. Robbie would be taken care of. ... She hoped.

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"Rotten, Robbie: male, caucasian, black hair, brown eyes.." The officer dragged on about every detail describing Robbie. Weight, height, hygene, etc. etc. etc. Robbie was sick of hearing it. This had to have been the third time in one day someone described him. It was all in good time, for as soon as the policemen were done, Robbie would be a free man. But he couldn't leave Jail for another day and a half. So what was the point liberating him when he couldn't leave?

During the duration at which Robbie stayed in jail, he learned how to avoid all male contact. The Big House was a scary place, holding men who hadn't seen a girl in so long, and women who were too ugly to be considered a human at all. They, those women, were the ones to scare the shit out of Robbie in the first place. It all started with the first day he was there. Stupid cavity searches... Robbie promised himself never to joke about jail ever again. It wasn't something to laugh about after you lived it.

But now he, Robbie Rotten, was free.. And he was going to live in Lazytown once again in his little underground lair. Away from all social status and such. He didn't care if he was liked, talked to, or even looked at. He just wanted his life back. Except, he also told himself not to pull any major pranks again. Only the normal little ones here and there to keep his enthusiasm for living up.

Lazytown would see a new man. Not too new, but just right to accept back into life. The first thing on his agenda was to appologize to Stephanie, and see if she would consider his friendship.

"Rotten, Robbie: male, caucasian, black hair, brown eyes..."