Disclaimer: Even though this saddens me, Lazytown and its characters do not belong to me and I in no way claim them as my own sad sigh.
Author's notes: This is the epilogue to my StephRobbie story, don't worry its not quite this angsty in the story itself…. I am just setting the mood for Stephanie's maturity and sadness at growing up so fast. I am typing the story as we speak, the next chapter should be up soon :3
Epilogue -
Even though I only visited for the summer, Lazytown was my true home. That first summer was wonderful, new friends, new faces, and a new outlook on life. But now ten years had passed and I was no longer that little eight year old girl with the pink dress. I traded in that look long ago for a pair of blue jeans and a pink shirt with a white design on the chest that looked like headphones. I still loved music, Europop was usually my genre of choice. And my short pink hair was even shorter now, but I still had bangs (though a bit longer and more appropriate for my age).
Sportacus hasn't changed that much at all. I didn't really expect him to age though, not with a diet like his. Trixie had turned from a slightly pompous child to an overly-pompous teenager, but I was still her friend. Ziggy had gained a bit of weight over the years, mostly due to his love of the sweeter things in life. But he was still the same Ziggy. Pixel had aged nicely, his orange dreadlocks were long now, touching his shoulders and his knowledge of computers grew as he did. Stingy well.. He is still stingy, except now he has a lot more money to his name. One of the youngest multi-millionaires in existence.
And even though we grew different over the years… we never grew apart.
And here I was, coming back on the same old train to my home. I was ecstatic, but at the same time my heart felt heavy with sorrow… I knew I wouldn't be making this yearly trip again for a long time. College started next year, and I would be a lot further away than before. I could feel the tears burning underneath my eyelids, I blinked a couple of times trying to hold them back, "no use in looking sad… it'll only be a few more minutes and I'll be home again…" I thought silently to myself…