Devil S: I'm not sure about showing Stephanie where Sportacus' parents are buried. I might but I guess you'll have to read and find out. I'll try to update soon provided college lets me. Glad you like it. :)

Chapter 4

The next morning came sooner than Robbie had wanted it to. This whole good thing was killing him and he wasn't sure if he could handle it. Grumbling he climbed out of his big fuzzy orange chair and headed toward the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, he emerged all ready for the day. Robbie moved toward a table and grabbed the large piece of cake and plopped down into his chair. He was just about to sink his fork into it when the alarm on his periscope went off. Robbie grumbled some more and got up. He reached the periscope and peeped through it.

"Hey, Stephanie; what's up?" Pixel wondered.

"Hi Pixel. Have you talked to Trixie lately?" She asked. A look crossed the Gizmo Guy's face.

"I heard her and her Mom arguing this morning." He said.

"I wish she would talk to me. Yesterday at lunch we argued over something silly and then she didn't wait for me when we got out of school." Stephanie told him, leaving out the fact that their argument had centered on Sportacus.

"Hey guys!" Ziggy joined the group and quickly the topic changed.

"What do you want to do?" Pixel asked.

"I don't know what do you want to do?" Ziggy wondered in between licks of his lollipop. It was at that moment that Robbie made his grand entrance.

"Hi kids. What are you up to?" Pixel gave him a look.

"Since when did you care as long as it was quiet?" The eleven year old asked.

"Since I'm trying to correct my old ways." Robbie said without letting his aggravation show. Pixel didn't seem to buy it and Stephanie was glad that she wasn't alone. However, Ziggy was convinced.

"We're trying to decide what to do. What do you want to do?" The candy-eating seven year old asked.

"Hmm, why don't we try some of that catch thingy you were playing the other day?" Robbie asked. Stephanie smiled and stood up.

"Sounds great, I'll go get it from my house." She swallowed hard before rushing off; she still hadn't quite gotten used to calling it her house. The ten year old hoped to catch Robbie off guard with this activity. Maybe then she could prove that he was up to something.

A few minutes later, they were tossing the circular disks around and Stephanie saw Trixie coming toward them.

"Come on, Trixie!" She called to her friend. Trixie smirked and came over. Pixel moved over and made room for the trickster to join the group. Ziggy let the disk fly and she caught it.

"Heads up, Pinky!" Trixie called as she zinged the disk at her friend. Stephanie was too busy keeping an eye on Robbie that by the time she turned around, she caught a face full of the plastic toy. Before anyone could say anything Sportacus flipped over the nearby wall, his crystal beeping. Stephanie could feel something warm trickling down her face and she raised her hand to her nose. Pulling it away, she saw the blood.

"Hang on, little girl. Tilt your head back." Robbie said.

"What happened?" The above average hero asked as he tried to make sure she didn't get any blood on her clothes.

"It was my fault, I wasn't paying attention." Stephanie said.

"Well, let's get you back home and make sure we clean you up." Sportacus said. He turned to Robbie and said,

"Thanks for helping Robbie." No one had thanked him before and Robbie didn't know what to say.

"Why don't you guys keep playing until we get back." The above average hero told the group, in lack of Robbie's response.

"Yes let's keep playing." The villain said. As Sportacus and Stephanie left, Robbie could see the look on Trixie's face. She's angry. I can use this. He thought to himself.

To Be Continued…