MeowMix2—Naughty thoughts, indeed! I'm glad you enjoyed that line about Sportacus' muscles. Thanks for the review!

Sportadork—GAWD! I know you liked that paragraph but please try to restrain yourself. I don't know how much more your keyboard can take!

Pip3—Great minds think alike, I suppose. There were some slight differences but if you had Sportacus by your side would you really need Robbie's powder to dream like that?

Ceci—Cliffys are my friends. The longer you keep guessing and stressing, the more my fingers get a good workout. I'm going to have the strongest fingers on the face of the planet!

Chapter 10

Sportacus lay on his bed. He couldn't sleep. No, he wouldn't sleep. Every time he did he had that dream of he and Stephanie doing something they shouldn't. It had been almost a day and a half since he slept last. The bags under his eyes had grown from little lunch bags to medium sized luggage. If I don't get some sleep soon, I won't be any good as an above-average hero, he thought. His thoughts were interrupted as he heard someone calling his name.

"SPORTACUS!" It came loud and clear through the LazyTown skies. At first he didn't recognize the voice until it sounded louder. Stephanie was calling out his name. Sportacus got up slowly out of bed and began to climb down the ladder.

Stephanie was standing at the bottom. She didn't know who to turn to or even if this was a good idea. But she was afraid to fall asleep again. Seeing Sportacus coming down the ladder made her feel a little better. However she noticed something was wrong. He hadn't jumped off like he normally would have and he seemed to be taking an awfully long time getting down the ladder.

Sportacus was on the third last rung when he lost his balance and began to fall. In a flash, Stephanie came to his aide. She grabbed him and the two fell down together. Stephanie landed before Sportacus and tried to get up. Sportacus however made no attempt to stop himself. Landing squarely on his shoulder he just didn't move. At first Stephanie was afraid something was seriously wrong with him. But as he took his time getting up she knew she was right.

"Sportacus, are you ok?" Stephanie asked, the concern in her voice and eyes told him that she knew something was up.

"I'm sorry Stephanie. I haven't been able to get any sleep for almost a day and a half. I kept having these dreams." Then remembering she fell down he asked, "Are you ok? I hope I haven't hurt you." Sportacus said, his tongue sticking in his mouth.

"I'm ok." Stephanie lied covering up her scraped up elbow. "Why haven't you gotten any sleep?" Stephanie asked. She saw that he was dead on his feet and led him over to the nearest park bench. Sitting down, Stephanie stared at his eyes. They were glazed over and now more like a cadet blue than the intense Icelandic baby blues they normally were. He didn't seem to notice her staring. Here she had come to him for help and he was the one in need of helping.

Stephanie decided to worry about her problems later and try to help the man she loved. A cool breeze suddenly brushed the two and Stephanie shivered. Sportacus noticed this and for the first time noticed that Stephanie was in her pajamas. He moved over to her and pulled her close. She shivered again as he lent her his body heat. Sportacus held her tighter and then he shouted to his airship and a blanket came down. Catching it he wrapped around her. Stephanie had pulled her legs up onto the bench and he tucked the blanket under them. He kissed her forehead and asked her why she had come to see him in her pajamas.

"I had a strange dream. I thought maybe talking to you about it would help. But as I can see you aren't in much shape to handle things right now. You didn't answer my earlier question. Why haven't you gotten any sleep?" Stephanie answered him.

"I've been having some strange dreams myself. I don't want to fall asleep for fear that they will return. But obviously not getting any sleep isn't going to help me either. What was your dream about?" Sportacus asked her. Stephanie had no idea how to handle that question. Should she tell him what it was about? Or to save herself some embarrassment make something up? Sportacus noticed her long pause and nudged her. Suddenly Stephanie grabbed his waist and held him very tightly. She buried her face into his chest. Tears began to trickle down her face and get Sportacus' shirt wet. He scooped her up onto his lap and held her in his arms. Completely confused, he just held her and slowly rocked her back and forth.

"Shh, shh, it'll be alright. It wasn't that scary dinosaur one again was it?" Sportacus asked. Stephanie just shook her head no and continued to sob. Finally she lifted her head from his chest and spilled everything.

To Be Continued…

(Yes, that's a color. If you don't believe me check the nearest box of 96 Crayola crayons)