Chapter 7
Sportacus climbed down his ladder and went to the Mayor's house. He knocked on the door and Mayor Meanswell opened the door and let him in.
"Well Mayor I think I've come up with a solution. What if we had Pixel mow the sports field from the time he comes home until Stephanie comes in summer? It would help him keep his mind off of her and it'll be his community service." Sportacus suggested.
"Great idea, Sportacus! I think he'll go for that. It'll get him outside and it will give him something else to do." The Mayor said ecstatically.
Sportacus smiled and shook hands with the Mayor. Then his crystal went off.
"I gotta go. I'll see you later, Mayor." Sportacus said as he rushed off. Mayor Meanswell went to take care of his garden. Sportacus found Ziggy, Trixie, and Stingy fighting over whose turn it was to hit the baseball.
While Sportacus was taking care of that, Robbie watched from his periscope. "He thinks that he's so special." Robbie muttered. "Well wait until I get my plan rolling." He snickered. Robbie went over to his disguise tubes. The first disguise was his salesman outfit. He shook his head and moved to the next tube. In that one was his baseball outfit. Again he shook his head and moved on. The dinosaur costume was next. Remembering how that worked the last time he decided against it and went to the next one. Robbie had found what he was looking for, his lumberjack outfit. "Perfect!" Robbie shouted. He went over to the piano and entered the musical code. Then swirling around he was transformed into a lumberjack. Grabbing the saw, he went to go topside. When Robbie reached the top he tried to lift the lid. "Is it me or is thing getting heavier everyday?" He said under his breath. Finally he was able to lift it and reach the ladder. Throwing the saw down he climbed down and breathed heavily, "Whew!" he said. Then Robbie headed toward the kids tree house.
Sportacus had solved the baseball problem and looked at his watch. It was three-thirty. "I have to go guys. I'll see you later." With that Sportacus flipped away toward his airship. He didn't notice Robbie scurrying toward the tree house. Once the ladder was up and the air brake disengaged, Sportacus was on his way. That's when Robbie made his move.
Robbie had reached the tree house and sawed some the supporting branches. He figured with the weight of the tree house, the branches may come down by themselves. If not, one good hit with a soccer ball or the weight of a kid might do it. Then he ran back to his lair.
Once inside his lair, he changed out of the lumberjack outfit. Then he walked over to his catapult and loaded a bowling ball into it. "I want to be sure it works." He said to himself. Then he lined up the tree house in the crosshairs and fired.