Disclaimer: I own nothing of Magnus Scheiving or Lazytown. I don't own any lines from Grease either
A/N: Another set of chaps are ready for you readers. I'm so happy! no this is NOT the last chapter. The last sentence might seem so, but it's not.
Ten
He's not me...He's not me...This statement burned in Stephanie's mind, melting her brain, making her speechless and dumbfounded. So many questions formed like flowers, blooming every which way, driving Stephanie crazy.
"He's not you?" She spoke, breaking the deafening silence, "What do you mean, He's not you?"
Sportacus took a deep breath and reached his hand through the cage bars, taking Stephanie's hand in his.
"I want the best for you, Stephanie," He started nervously, "and to me, that is not a person who plans evil schemes all day. I only meant that...well...I...I can't see you giving him anymore attention. I'm better for you than he is. Heck, even Pixel would be better for you, and he is always paying attention to electronics. Nothing against him, of course."
Ripping her hand from Sport's grip, Stephanie defended herself, "I can give as much care to Robbie as I want to! You know what he told me? He told me he thought you loved me...Well, if you loved me, you would let me live my own damned life!"
"Stephanie," Sportacus frowned, "I do love you. You have no idea how much I love you. I drive myself crazy thinking about you and your safety everyday and every night. Don't go with Robbie...Don't kiss him anymore..You are turning into someone who's not you..Someone completely different. What happened to the Stephanie I knew the other day?"
"Maybe she's missing," Stephanie took a line from a movie she once saw, "Why don't you try the missing persons ads or try the yellow pages. Yeah, and why can't I kiss Robbie? Because he's not you, right? Maybe I want to kiss him..Who knows, maybe I want to get impregnated! He's given me more to look forward to than you ever have! At least he hasn't hurt me.. You, on the other hand, have."
"How have I hurt you? I save you all the time!"
Steph stood up, "How did you hurt me?" She walked to the door, "You haven't saved me all the time, Sportacus," She tried to turn the doorknob, but forgot the door was locked, "You haven't saved me from falling for you..That's right, Sport, I fell in love with you.. Until I found out that you are unsensitive and only care about your feelings. Maybe you should stay in that stupid cage and think about things. You need a well deserved time out."
With that said, Stephanie walked to the other side of the room, huddled in a corner, and fell asleep. Sportacus, however, leaned his head against the cage, hoping that this had all been a dream. He closed his eyes and thought long and hard about Stephanie's painful words. She said she fell in love with him, right? Then why, he asked himself, did she act like she hated him?
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Robbie woke up feeling extra groggy, and a little annoyed. He had heard Sportacus and Stephanie fighting the night before, and felt responsible for Stephanie's unhappiness. With a new plan in mind, Robbie decided to let Sportacus go. His new plan was to go back to the ways things used to be, and get to know Steph better. This way, as he hoped, she would see the real him, and maybe they would start a relationship. The only flaw with this plan was the fact that Sportacus wouls surely get him in deep trouble for kidnapping them. If there was only a way for Robbie to bribe Sportacus into letting him off the hook...
"Pssst...Stephanie.." Robbie entered the plain room and woke Steph softly. He needed to talk to her immediately.
She awoke gently, making Robbie feel like making-out with her again. With a giant yawn, Stephanie asked what was wrong. Robbie asked to chat with her outside of the room where Sportacus couldn't hear. They quietly left the room, making sure not to wake Sportacus.
"What do you have to say?" Steph asked Robbie as she sat at the kitchen table.
Sitting across from her, Robbie responded, "I know this may sound really, really, really dumb... I want to set you and Sportacus free. I thought capturing you both would make Lazytown better, you know? No heros to save everyone and capture all the publicity..Yet, I need to go back to my normal way of life. This plan I had didn't turn out the way I wanted it to. Well, it did, but I feel terrible about it. I don't want to sound like a softy, but I'm sorry for everything. The only trouble now, unfortunately, is Sportacus will probably get me into a load of punishment for kidnapping you both. What can I do?"
"Appologize," Steph simply replied.
Robbie shook his head, "That won't work. I heard how upset Sportacus was with you last night. In fact, I heard the whole fight. I never meant to cause an argument like that. I would never want you two to stop your friendship..Everyone needs a friend. Even Sporta-chip."
"I see.." Taking Robbie's hands in hers, she told him, "I don't want to sound like a softy either, but I care about you a lot. Not just because you give me more pleasure than any sport in the world, but because I see something in you that I've never seen in anyone else. Sportacus is great and all, but he never takes any chances. I want him to push me against a wall or something, you know? But you, Robbie, you are spontaneous and daring..You aren't afraid of anything..And I love that in you. So, to help you out, I'd say you'd have to personally appologize to Sportacus. I know you don't think that will work, but Sportacus would forgive anyone who gives him the time of day."
A reality check hit Robbie: It wasn't infatuation that made him yearn for Stephanie so much; It was love. He loved her smart, honest, playful self, and he wanted her to never change.
In a few minutes, Robbie woke Sportacus up and let him out of the cage. The first thing Sportacus did was kick Robbie in the leg and curse at him in French.
"Hold on, Sportacus!" Robbie yelled before Sportaus' fist stopped in front of his face.
He lowered his arm and impatiently asked, "What, Robbie?"
"I'm sorry...I don't want you to be mad at me for what I've done. I got so caught up in this thing with the house..I figured I could use powers to make my plans easier, when, in reality, it made them worse. I know I shouldn't have kidnapped Stephanie, and I shouldn't have put you in a cage, but I was in this moment of self-glory... Here.." Robbie handed Sportacus a round, blue, glimmering crystal and stated, "That's where the house and I got all this power. I found it in a cave not too long ago before I found out it was magical. Put it away somewhere safe and I will go back to my normal life."
Sportacus deeply thought, taking Stephanie into consideration. What if he put Robbie in jail? He would be away from Stephanie for a long time, and Sportacus could have her all to himself. That would be the best thing to do, but Sportacus knew it was cruel and unlike himself. If he wanted Stephanie to love him again, Sportacus needed to take some chances. One being forgiving Robbie.
"Alright, Robbie..I forgive you.." Sportacus stated this calmly, as Steph entered the room.
As if he hadn't even heard what Sportacus said, Robbie spoke quickly, "If you don't want to forgive me...That's fine. I'll go away froever and-"
"Robbie!" Sportacus got his attention, "I forgave you. Now, may we leave?"
"Oh..." Robbie was awe-struck, "Yeah..Umm..sure..You know where the door is. The magic is off, so the door isn't locked anymore. Now I'll have to go back to using a key. That's it? You're letting me off the hook?"
"Yes, Robbie.. You learned your lesson by feeling sorry for everything. I'll give you another chance to redeem yourself." Sportacus winked at Stephanie, who rolled her eyes. She knew Sportacus didn't want to let Robbie get away with this.
Stephanie jumped into the conversation, "I'm not leaving yet. I promised I would have breakfast with Robbie, so I'm staying."
"Fine," Sportacus suddenly sounded shook up, "I'll see you when I see you. Farewell, Robbie Rotten. Have a good day."
The front door slammed shut after Sportacus left for his own home. Robbie and Stephanie stood side-by-side, unable to find any words at the present time. They went into the kitchen, ready for a pancake breakfast. At last things were sane.
