Disclaimer: I own nothng of Magnus Scheving or anything pertaining to Lazytown.

A/N: Thank you reviewers! I love you all! oh this is the chap u guys r gonna hate.and the next one...more the next one than this one though. just warning you STRONG T! That's like PG-13 you know! lol.

Four

Blinking lights from Sportacus's crystal told him someone was in trouble. He swiftly reached the ground and searched for the problem, but found no one to help.

"Help!" Robbie's voice screamed from atop a tree.

With several flips and athletic moves, Sportacus made his way to a giant oak tree. Silently, Sport laughed at the sight. Robbie lay across a branch, screaming that he was afraid of heights and wanted to get down. In no time, Robbie was back on the ground after Sportacus grabbed a ladder to use.

"Thanks, pal..." Thanked Robbie before shaking Sport's hand.

Even though Robbie was saved from the tree, Sportacus's crystal was still blinking. He was confused about this, but luckily (unluckily) Robbie was around to suggest a reason for the constant blinking.

"It," Robbie smiled, "could be broken."

Scratching his head, Sportacus replied, "That couldn't be true. I just had it checked up on last week. Unless it needs another touch up."

"That's probably it, you know."

"Hey," Sport noticed Robbie's comments, "Why are you trying to be so nice? You hate when I save people."

Robbie choked on his words for a second, "Uhh.. Yuh..uhh.. It's Opposite Day. Usually I'm up to no good..Today everything is opposite. I'm behaving, but you should be acting lazy. That's the opposite of active."

"Oh I know that..I wasn't aware of Opposite Day. Maybe everyone else should be informed. I'll go tell the kids while my crystal is being checked on. Thanks Ro...I mean... No thank you, Robbie." Sportacus persuaded himself into Robbie's plan without knowing so.

Robbie said, "Have a wonderful day," before walking away.

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Alone, lonely, anxious, worried, fearful, and overwhelmed. Stephanie fit all of these categories as she sat against the bars of an iron cage. Robbie was planning a horrible plan, and this time it seemed to be working. Another stream of tears rolled down her pink cheeks, dripping onto her shirt. The fluffy orange carpet beneath her felt soft and comfortable, which was the only thing keeping her from going insane. She had never seen Robbie's house before. However, she was in no mood to look around now. Her hands gasped the cage bars, pulling and shaking, though they did not budge. The cage had no door, and it could not be lifted either.

"Honey, I'm home!" Robbie Rotten's devious voice echoed through the doorway.

A sudden urge of nervousness and hatred washed over Steph like dirty water. Her body felt hot, burning with rage as she screamed her lungs out.

Approaching the cage, Robbie bent down and watched Steph like a vulture eyeing food. "Why are you screaming?" He asked innocently, ignoring her final strain of screams.

"Let me out!" She demanded, shaking the bars again.

Giving in, Robbie whistled and the cage slowly disappeared. Stephanie stood up, taking in the enviroment. Robbie was standing next to her, intruiged by her anger.

"You have quite a set of lungs on you, Stephanie." Robbie took out a remote and pushed a red button, "There, now Sportacus isn't allowed to know if you are in trouble. This house has an anti-Sporticus system installed, and I just activated it." He put the remote back in his pocket.

Pouting, Stephanie felt not only defeated, but disappointed. She knew Robbie was rotten, it was in his name for goodness sake, but she never thought he would stoop as low as kidnapping someone..Especially herself. Moving closer to his victim, Robbie grabbed Steph's arm and dragged her into another room.

The room was plain, with navy walls and a black carpet. One loveseat resided against the back wall of the room, standing out like a sore thumb with its orange color. The fabric was fluffy like the carpet in the living room, but not as comfortable looking. Dragging Stephanie over to the couch, Robbie let go of her and told her to sit. She followed orders as the room's door shut by itself.

Robbie took a piece of paper and a pen out of his pocket and wrote down some sentences. He then whistled and his folded note flew under the door and out of the house towards Sportacus' home.

"That note.." Steph spoke, "What was on it?"

"I wrote that you were leaving for Italy right now, and you said your finaly goodbye. Of course, I wrote it pretending to be you. If Sporta-chimp reads it, he'll never look for you here." Robbie sounded proud of himself.

"No!" Steph yelled. She tried to whistle as Robbie did before, but nothing happened.

He giggled, "That won't work. The house only responds to my whistle. I've improved this place a lot."

Rolling her eyes, Stephanie folded her arms and sighed. She was stuck.. What the hell could she do to get out of this shitbox?

Sitting next to Steph, Robbie spoke softly, "You can't put up a fight. You can't escape. You can't go anywhere. This is your room for right now. I'll soon have Sportacus in here too...Of course, by then you will both be in very strong cages. Either that or separate rooms. I can't decide yet, but whatever the choice is, I want you two to stay away from each other. There always seems to be this weird lovey-dovey vibe when you two are together. If I want to succeed completely, I'm going to have to prevent getting sick by the sight of love-junk."

"You're just jealous that Sportacus is my friend," Steph retorted.

With a half-smile, Robbie argued, "No, my pet, I just don't want to give both of you the advantage of outsmarting me this time."

Another sigh escaped Stephanie's pouting mouth, catching Robbie's full attention. He never noticed how much Stephanie matured. Sure he noticed, but he never looked at her womanly features before. Her lips had become fuller, her eyes deeper, her body more slender and anatomically correct, (to put it nicely). Maybe Robbie was a tad bit jealous, but not of Sportacus. He was jealous of Stephanie's power to draw attention and attraction without meaning to.