The kitchen walls were yellow, not the bright sunshine yellow, but the soft nice color of yellow. Looking at the fridge Robbie frowned when he saw that it was an odd shade of green, walking to the sink he looked down in it, it was also green.
Folding his arms over his chest he glanced around the kitchen, there weren't a curtains, there was no sign of any one living here. Opening the panel on his wrist guard he checked the time and date, he was definitely in the right place.
And then he heard it. A voice he hadn't heard in twenty eight years. A soft airy whispery voice. He felt tears come to his eyes, again.
And then he saw her, a tall, very tall for a woman, thin, athletic looking woman. She had the most beautiful green-grey eyes, Robbie marveled at how much his eyes looked like hers. Looking at her nose he smiled, he guessed he took more after his mother than his father, but looking at her hair he was a little uneasy. She had beautiful... Blond hair.
Frowning he watched as she bustled about, and then he saw his father, over six feet tall, and handsome, and Robbie noticed with the same facial structure that he, himself had. Other than his cheek bones, this was another trait he received from his mother.
And then he saw him. The most handsome little thing he had seen since he'd last looked in the mirror.
"Mama!" little Robbie yelled rushing over to the woman and hugging her leg. He couldn't have been more than two years old at the time, Robbie knew, but he was already speaking, and clearly.
The laughter Robbie heard next sounded like an angel, one part of him said that Sportacus laughed the same way; beautifully. The other part wanted to hug his mother.
Robbie watched as his mother picked little Robbie up. "Yes Robert?" she asked smiling softly.
"Are we moving here? To stay? Forever?" Robert asked happily, bouncing in his mothers arms.
She laughed again, Robbie wiped a stray tear from his cheek, "Yes. We are. Have you seen your new room?" she asked holding him tighter, and beginning to walk out of the kitchen followed by her still silent husband.
Robbie followed them reluctantly, he didn't remember this, but he assumed that they were in Lazytown. He had set the dial for Lazytown after all. Following after his family, he walked into a rather large room for a two year old and looked around, it was empty, he frowned.
"The movers will be here soon, Marie." his father said, as he slipped his arm around his wives shoulders.
"Oh Karl! I'm so happy!" she said softly as she rested her head against his shoulder.
Robert looked around his room, happy, and eager at the same time , he squirmed in his mothers arms so that she let him down.
"Robert, we're going to go talk with the movers. You can go outside and play if you like." his mother said smiling softly down at him. Robert smiled and nodded, while Robbie gagged at the thought of playing outside, yet he followed his young counter part out the door any way.
Glancing around outside, he saw that Lazytown looked much the same then as it did now, only then, the time he was in now, things seemed fresher. And much more active. And then he saw some thing that made him gag.
A flipping figure, out on the sports field. It stopped and looked his way. It looked uncannily like Sportacus, a thin, but not as thin as Sportacus's, mustache, and soft blond hair peeking out from beneath his hat. He looked over the outfit it was wearing, he wore a leather chest cover, a yellow hat, that looked rather sloppy, with goggles like Sportacus's, a yellow scarf tied around his neck, and yellow pants, with knee high leather boots, he also wore his crystal on his belt buckle.
Robbie felt a loathing for this man he felt for no other living being. Robert sat on the ground and Robbie finally noticed the small teddy bear he had sticking out of his pocket, letting out a squeal of delight he sat on the ground beside Robert as he took the teddy bear out of his pocket and began playing with it.
Looking around as the movers walked past Robert stood up.
"Hey?" he asked a tall burly man walking past with a large box.
"Yes?" the mover asked gruffly.
"Does that box say Roberts toys?" Robert asked reaching up toward the box.
The mover looked down at the top of the box and gave a booming laugh "It says 'Roberts toys, number three.', is this the one you want kid?" the man asked smiling down at the little boy, Robert nodded softly.
"Can you bring it to my room?" he asked beginning to walk back inside, Robbie reluctantly got up and followed, wondering how on the earth he wasn't feeling at a loss of energy.
After the man had brought the toys inside, and Robert had dug in the box for a while, he dragged out a small box, opening it he peered inside and smiled, bringing the box back out side with him, he froze in his tracks at the front door, there was that weird flipping man he had seen earlier.
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A/N; *Gasp* It's number nine! (Apperance and name from the original Lazytown, AKA, I just used Sportacus's name, and old apperance. This chapter is a little short, but they all will be~!
Ciao~ Enjoy the chapter.