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A/N: More ficness! Thank you to all reviewers! You guys will love this.

Three

Jealousy. Complete and utter jealousy. Sportacus was indeed taking a new hatred towards this supicious teenager that clung to Stephanie like a maggot on a corpse. Bob Rottson and Stephanie sat on a bench in front of the Mayor's house, chatting about their hobbies.

"I love dancing and doing anything athletic. Lately, though, I've been more interested in other things.." Stephanie lowered her head an inch.

Curiously, Robbie asked, "Like what type of things?"

"Like," blushing, Stephanie pressed on, "I've been more interested in trying to find a boyfriend. There's no one in Lazytown, so I plan to move. That's not the only reason I'd move...I want to see the world.. I want to find something to fill the empty spaces of my life. I just want to explore a little further than this tiny town."

Never had Robbie thought that a teenager like Stephanie would ever think of leaving Lazytown, especially for relationship purposes. This somehow didn't shock him, but motivated him to go on with his plan. If Steph really was thinking of moving, why not soon?

"Now you aren't talking because I'm a complete dork..Sorry, Bob, for ruining your afternoon." Steph bit her lip and watched the teen boy stand up.

He responded, "I was paying attention to you. You haven't ruined my afternoon. I was only thinking of some answer to your problem."

"I have a problem?" She didn't notice sportacus looking at her through a window.

"Yes," Robbie replied persuasively, "You have a problem. You don't get around enough. I think you need to spend a few days away from your normal friends, and make some new ones. Why don't you take a mini vacation from the normal life you live?"

"That's an awesome idea!" Shouted Steph, standing up next to her new best friend Bob.

The two of them walked away from the Mayor's house, and closer to trouble.

0o0o0o0o

"I don't trust Bob." Sportacus admitted to Mayor Meanswell.

The Mayor replied, "You just don't know him yet, that's all. I'm sure he's a fine teenage boy just looking for a friend. Besides, Stephanie is getting older, so a friend her age is what she needs right now."

"I know.." Sportacus sounded a bit disappointed.

Within a few minutes, Sportacus decided to go back home for awhile to work on his push-ups and crunches. At least it would take his mind off of Stephanie. However, taking his mind off of someone he deeply cared for was not an easy task. Sportacus scolded himself over and over again to stop worrying and stop shrouding every thought with anything Steph-related.

0o0o0o0o

A navy-colored house stood in the middle of a minute forest. Robbie Rotten's House awaited impatiently for its owner to return as if it had a mind and soul of its own. Stephanie knew Robbie lived in a forest, but she never saw exactly where.. This is why it was so easy for Rob to take Steph to his house. She thought he was a teenage boy showing her where he lived. She thought he was going to introduce her to his parents..

"That's a nice house," Steph complimented, stepping closer to the front porch of the navy home.

Like a demon, Robbie grinned and chuckled, slightly pushing the clueless girl towards the door. With a quick snap, the front door opened revealing a malicious entrance hall.

Stephanie stuttered and choked on her words, "You...y...y...You..."

As if to finish her sentence, Robbie interrupted, "That's right. I am not who you think I am. Well...I'm not who you once thought I was..Er...I'm the person you didn't expect me to be because you thought I was someone else, who in fact, I am not.." Robbie shot glances around the room in shock of his blabbermouth.

"Who are you?" Stephanie demanded.

Laughing thunderously, Robbie shut the door behind him and stepped in front of Steph. In a tornado-like-spin, Bob was no longer visible. Only Robbie Rotten, in his blue/red outfit, staring both hatefully and lovingly at Stephanie. He succeeded in capturing her. There was no way she could escape now.

In a high-pitched, shocked voice, Stephanie declared, "Robbie Rotten!"

"That's right sweety, you've finally been tricked. Finally, in all my days of being rotten, I triumph in glory. How do you feel?" Robbie tried to seem empathetic.

With no answer, Steph ran to the front door and pulled on the knob.. Harder and harder she tried to open the door. She was unaware that Robbie was right behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"The door doesn't work..It's locked. Now you can't escape to your Sporta-bug." Robbie kept hold of Stephanie despite her tantrum-like movements.

She wailed, "Let go of me you creep!"

Throwing Stephanie onto a fluffy rug in the apparent living room, Robbie laughed once more at his working plan. He whistled, causing an iron cage to form around Stephanie's trembling body. She was terrified.

"Now," Robbie stated, "Onto part two of my fabulous plan. I'll see you in a few Stephanie..Why don't you get some rest. Of course..That's all you'll be doing from now on!" In an instant, Robbie was gone from sight, leaving Steph with nothing to do but cry.