Chapter IV: Find the Limits
I don't own Lazy Town
After he took another nap he got up and stretched, his back popping at every movement. With a frown he clapped his hands and made the periscope appear, stomping up to the device. Peering into it he saw it was night and no one was in sight.
"Perfect. No one's around." Robbie pushed the periscope away and clapped again, his mirror coming from the ceiling. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, letting the magic swirl around him before focusing on his wings.
"Conceal" it was a command not in English and the magic whirled around the wings, covering them in a thin layer of glamour. When he opened his eyes they were gone but he could still feel them. "This will work. Now for a shirt…" Robbie grabbed the discarded shirt and waistcoat and placed them on the counter. The waistcoat he'd leave alone but the shirt he cut a large hole in the back. It was a quick job but he would fix it better later, when he dragged all his supplies out and fixed everything at once.
Placing them both on his snapped his fingers and appeared outside the hatch to his home. The woods outside of Lazy Town, they seemed the best for him to hide. The villain didn't want to take any chances, he wrapped himself in invisibility and walked to the clearing in the middle of the woods. Once there he shed the shirt and dropped the glamours.
It was like stepping into a hot bath after a long day. Sportacus was right, they needed the moonlight washing over them to keep them healthy. He must not have know it would give him a powerboost, make him feel whole in a way he hadn't felt before. It was a lasting calm and high at the same time and it spoke to something in him, a part of him that wanted to stay out in the moonlight forever and never leave.
But he didn't.
The human part of him, the part that kept him from staying in the moonlight and fresh air dragged him back home a few hours later for more sleep.
The next few days no one saw him. He was busy. There were multiple shirts that needed to be fixed, new limits to be found. Robbie was known for being lazy but sometimes, sometimes he would have spurts of business where he would work for days on end, not sleeping and pushing through whatever project he was working on.
In this case it was changing all of shirts, cutting the backs out and hemming them so the wings could be out without being hurt. He sorted through all his disguises, getting rid of ones he'd never be able to use again because of how tight they would press against his skin. With his wings they would probably damage them now.
New wards were placed around his home; those to warn him if the elf was coming and ones to keep the kids away. Robbie liked having the wings out at home. It was a pain to keep magic on them all the time and his home was his safe place, his lair, the dwelling where he could be himself.
Once the clothes were fixed it was time to test his new power boost. Invisibility lasted longer, his glamours were stronger and took less time for him to prepare. He was still 'allergic' to iron but it hadn't gotten worse. He hadn't tested flying and he wasn't thrilled to try that one out anytime soon.
When things were in place he finally collapsed in his chair and fell asleep, his body too tired to stay awake any longer.
He would have slept for days if it weren't for the brats screaming above him.
Five hours. He had managed to sleep for five hours before they had woken him up.
"I just want to sleep. How can I make them be lazy?" An idea formed in the villain's head, an evil smile forming on his face.
"Yes, this could work…"
Author's Note: Cliff hanger! I know I said two chapters last time but this is starting to become longer, more ideas keep popping up. There will be an attempt at flying, I promise you that.
