Pip3— Sportacus got hurt (I know how much you like that). It will all depend on what the doctor thinks and how much Sportacus will be willing to get better. Don't worry things can only get better, right?

Sportadork—Our beloved above-average hero will try to get better but it may not be as easy as it sounds. Or will it?

Chapter 16

Dr. Feels Good rushed over to the Mayor's house. Quickly he checked over Sportacus. When he finished checking over the above average hero, the doctor turned to the group and explained the situation.

"Sportacus is suffering from exhaustion. It looks as if he hasn't slept in about three days. His body and mind need rest. When he wakes up, give me a call." As the doctor turned to leave he noticed Stephanie's bloody knuckles. He was about to ask her if she was ok when Bessie came in and asked the group to move Sportacus to the guest room. Stephanie went upstairs before the doctor could say anything.

She jumped into the shower and cleaned herself up. Her hand was throbbing as she carefully cleaned it up. After the shower she popped a couple of Tylenol and went downstairs. Stephanie avoided her Uncle and Bessie who were in the living room and headed directly to Sportacus.

He was still sleeping as she entered the guest room. Stephanie couldn't believe what had happened in the past few days. First the dreams, followed by the sports candy being laced with that powder. Her kidnapping then Sportacus' guilt admission for something he didn't do. Sportacus' airship exploding and his "death" soon followed by his reappearance. Her subsequent rescue, the whole punching incident, and of course the collapse of her hero, all of which continued to replay itself inside Stephanie's head.

"I wish that we could just be together without all the trouble. What have we done to cause all this mess? As long as we're together, we'll never be safe. I just want to be with you and spend as much time with you as I can. Is being in love so wrong?" She spoke aloud to her unconscious hero. Taking her undamaged hand she laced her fingers with Sportacus' left hand.

Robbie had been holding his jaw for the past few hours. That pink cheerleader has got quite the punch, he thought. Getting up from his big fuzzy orange chair, Robbie crossed the room and looked at his reflection in the mirror. His jaw was black and blue and throbbing constantly. Stephanie hadn't broken it because he could move it up and down but she still had done some nasty damage. Gulping down a couple of Extra Strength Tylenol, Robbie went to sleep.

Stephanie held Sportacus' hand until Bessie came into the room and told her she should try to get some sleep. For a moment it looked like Stephanie was going to argue with Bessie but instead she only nodded. Carefully hiding her bruised hand, she went upstairs and brushed her teeth. Then she crawled into bed and snuggled between the sheets. Stephanie lay awake for a little while trying to figure out what was going to happen. How long would it take for Sportacus to get better? Where would he live until his airship was rebuilt? How was he going to explain his television appearance?

The sun rose above the LazyTown skyline about ten hours later. It was going to be another beautiful day, from all outward appearances. Stephanie awoke when the sun came through her window. Rising slowly, she went to take a shower. Afterwards she went downstairs to the guest room.

Upon entering the room she noticed, that Sportacus hadn't moved from when she had left him the night before. Stephanie bent down and lightly kissed his cheek. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him to wake up.

It was ten o'clock and Stephanie's stomach rumbled. She had been waiting for almost three hours and Sportacus had been asleep for about seventeen hours. Sportacus had needed the rest badly. Quietly she went out to the kitchen and fixed herself something to eat.

To Be Continued…