A/N: A shout out to MASC. Some of the following crazy behavior is something I hope he gets a kick out of. ;) Hope you all enjoy it as well. :)
Chapter 9
Sportacus awoke at the same time he did everyday. He had bags under his eyes and his body ached from the lack of rest. Mentally he knew he had to get going but physically his body just wanted to lie in bed for another few hours.
The above average hero moseyed on over to the sports candy dispenser and grabbed an apple from the basket, hoping to reenergize himself. Instead all he got was a mouthful of an indescribable nasty taste. Sportacus was about one second from spitting it out when a voice came out of nowhere.
"Finish the apple." It said. Much to Sportacus' horror, his hand lifted the disgusting fruit to his mouth and he bit it. The strange combination of sour, rotten, paint-like texture and a few other things that he couldn't put his finger on almost made him gag. Within five minutes, the above average hero had force-fed himself the entire thing.
"Now jump around the room." The voice came again and again Sportacus' body obeyed. After a few minutes, he could swear he heard laughing before the disembodied voice came again.
"Stop." Sportacus stopped jumping.
"Excellent. Now climb down the ladder and head for the park." The above average hero watched his body comply with the order. He knew that if he didn't come up with something quick that this voice was going to make him do something he'd regret.
Over at the park, the teenagers were enjoying the wonderful Saturday weather. The sun shone as usual and the temperature had climbed near seventy-five degrees or roughly twenty-four degrees Celsius as Ziggy had informed everyone. That only led to Trixie smacking him upside the head for talking about school on the weekend. The friends were playing a rousing game of PIG on the basketball court. Soon it was Stingy's turn and he grabbed the ball.
"It's MIIIINE!" He declared.
"Shoot it already." Pixel yelled at him. The younger one stuck out his tongue and fired a hot that missed by a good foot and a half.
"I do believe that's an I for you." Trixie pointed out.
"So that puts Stingy in last place." Stephanie said. The boy pouted and the game continued. It wasn't long before Stingy was eliminated and a crack was made about him never joining a basketball team. Ziggy and Trixie followed and leaving just Stephanie and Pixel. The Gizmo Guy had the edge since he only had a "P" and his pink-haired friend had "P-I".
"One more shot." Pixel smiled and moved to a spot, Stephanie had missed before.
"You wish." She challenged, all in good fun. Just before Pixel let the ball go is when Sportacus showed up. The kids were happy to see him until he stole the ball and proceeded to use his muscles to flatten it.
"Hey that was MIIIIINE!" Stingy bawled at the loss of "his" ball instead of realizing the odd behavior of the hero.
"Why'd you do that Sportacus?" The others wondered. They got an eyeful when the town hero flipped them the bird.
"What the… " Trixie started to roll up her sleeves.
"Stand down. I'll handle this." Stephanie stopped her friend and grabbed Sportacus' arm. She looked into his Icelandic baby blues and could see a look that pleaded for her to help him.
"What's wrong?" She asked him. The response was one that she would never forget. Sportacus grabbed her waist and flung her over his right shoulder. Then he turned to the group, beat his chest like Tarzan and carried Stephanie away.
"What the hell just happened?" Pixel asked. None of his friends could give him an answer and they quickly took off after their two friends.
Meanwhile Robbie was rolling around on the floor laughing hysterically in his lair. This had to be his best idea yet. Now that the trial run had passé, he could implement Phase One. Quickly, he grabbed his microphone system and gave Sportacus another order.
"Take the pink one to your airship."
To Be Continued…
