Chapter 11
The sun began to rise and brighten the LazyTown skyline. Sportacus and Stephanie had spent all night talking about their wacky dreams and how much they loved and respected each other too much to do such things. They came to the conclusion that their minds were playing with them and Sportacus agreed to try to get some sleep. He was just about to head up to his airship when Stephanie stopped him.
"Sportacus, I…" she didn't the chance to finish. Sportacus scooped her off the bench and brought her lips to his. Stephanie just melted like putty in his arms and neither one of them heard Pixel screaming.
Pixel came running out of his house. He was screaming at the top of his lungs. The nightmare he had had that night scared him half to death. The only thing that stopped him was when he bumped into Sportacus, who almost dropped Stephanie. He would have too if Stephanie hadn't put her arms around his neck, while they were kissing.
Gently, Sportacus set Stephanie down and grabbed Pixel's shoulders. Pixel stopped screaming and looked at Sportacus. Sportacus could see the look of absolute terror on his face.
"Pixel, what's wrong?" He asked. Pixel didn't hesitate to spill everything about his nightmare. Sportacus and Stephanie got confused by all the circuitry and electrical jargon and made him tell them in layman's terms. Things only got worse as one by one Trixie, Stingy, and Ziggy showed up and told everyone their crazy dreams. After the whole thing was out, Sportacus began to wonder if there was something in the drinking water.
"All right, everyone. Let's try to be rational about everything. I want you all to go home, eat some breakfast, and get cleaned up. We'll meet at the Mayor's house in an hour." Sportacus explained to the teenagers. Everyone seemed to be ok with that idea and made their way home. The only one that didn't leave right away was Stephanie. Sportacus turned to her and gave her a big hug.
"That means you, too." Sportacus smiled. Stephanie smiled back and said, "I'm going but first I need to ask you something."
"Oh and what's that?" he asked curiously. Stephanie motioned for him to bring his head close to hers. He did so and she pushed her lips onto his and kissed him. When they pulled away, Sportacus smiled and said,
"You should ask questions more often." With that Stephanie smiled and headed for her Uncle's house. Sportacus climbed the ladder back up into the airship.
Halfway home Stephanie realized she still had Sportacus' blanket around her. She buried her face in it as she walked breathing in Sportacus' smell. Opening the door to her Uncle's house she was greeted by her Uncle and Bessie. They didn't look too happy at all.
"Where have you been all night?" Uncle Milford demanded.
"I was with Sportacus." Stephanie regretted the words as soon as they left her lips. Uncle Milford almost exploded. Bessie grabbed him before he said something he'd regret.
"What do you mean, you were with Sportacus?" Bessie said calmly. But Stephanie could see that Bessie was reaching her boiling point. Quickly she explained that she went to go see him after she had a bad dream. Smartly she left out the part about the dream being her and Sportacus in the sack. This seemed to satisfy her Uncle and Bessie and Stephanie told them about the other kids. Then she ran upstairs to take a shower.
A little while later Sportacus, Pixel, Stingy, Trixie, and Ziggy showed up at the Mayor's house. Mayor Meanswell listened to everyone talk about his or her crazy dreams. Sportacus and Stephanie made up theirs so as not to make the Mayor upset or gross out anyone. Milford told them he would talk to the water company and see if the water had unusual levels of any chemicals. He also suggested they think of something else they all had in case it wasn't the water.
Robbie watched them through his periscope. The idiots think it's the water supply. They're dumber than I thought. They will never figure it out. That thought made him smirk. He left his periscope and decided to do a little reconnaissance. Looking at his disguise tubes, Robbie tried to figure out what would be a good disguise.
To Be Continued…
