Everyone slept in late that morning in Lazytown. Surprisingly everyone also included Sportacus. No one had stirred from their beds until a little after lunch time and with half of the day gone it took everyone a little time to readjust their body clocks. It was odd eating the first meal of the day when they would normally be eating the second and no one knew how much sleep they'd get that night.

Robbie woke up to the sound of the front door opening and closing. Sportacus had woken also and went over to the window to see who'd left and noticed Kit and Robyn walking around outside. Shaking residual sleep out of his head Robbie got up and offered to make lunch. Sportacus accepted the offer and debated whether he should call the other two back or not. As far as he knew neither of them had eaten since the night before.

"I know what you're thinking but you needn't worry. It looks like they've already eaten." Robbie said from the kitchen.

About a minute later Robbie walked back into the living room carrying two bowls. Handing one of the bowls to Sportacus Robbie resumed his spot in his new favourite chair.

Sportacus looked into the bowl with disbelief, "fruit salad?"

"I know. I'm trying to stick to this new diet. After all Doctor Cole's done for Robyn I can at least give this disgusting stuff a go. What should I try first?"

"What's in it?"

"An apple, a banana, grapes, an orange, strawberries, raspberries and blackberries."

Sportacus thought for a second, "just get a spoonful of anything and eat it. Or you can always pick at it."

Robbie did just that. He didn't fancy putting a spoonful of the fruit in his mouth just yet. He was entering a new territory as he had done with the cereal and knew that until he got used to it the stuff would taste just as vile.

Sportacus watched Robbie eat his fruit salad with obvious amusement. Robbie was trying really hard to keep himself from spitting the fruit back out. The expression on Robbie's face was almost comical as he chewed on a piece of apple and managed to swallow it. Sportacus felt like applauding but thought it best to eat his fruit salad as well and applauding Robbie's efforts when he'd finished his salad.

Robyn and Kit sat in what remained of the garden. The flood lights had long since been taken down and removed and the fire crews long gone back to their beds. In the light of day the full extent of the damage was revealed with a terrifying clarity. It looked much worse than it had done during the night.

Unsure of what to do and oblivious to Robyn's current mood Kit considered going back to the house to leave Robyn alone for a spell. If he knew how she really felt staying would be easier but Robyn was throwing up smoke and mirrors when it came to her current feelings. Kit had tried to press her to tell him how she felt but all she would say was, 'I'm fine'. A phrase used much too often for Kit's liking. He translated it as, 'I'm not fine but I'm just saying it so you stop bugging me'.

As much as he was experienced with dealing with Robyn's turns of emotions Kit hated it when she put a barrier like this up. It always happened at the worst possible time. He wanted to help her but couldn't because she wouldn't let him. Knocking down the barriers Robyn put up was hard and painful work. Eventually she'd let them down and open up but not before she'd suffered hurt from not talking.

Giving Robyn a quick kiss on the cheek and promising to come back soon Kit left the garden. The only thing that could help Robyn when she was in this melancholy state was some time to herself. He hated to leave her but there was nothing else he could do. Staying didn't improve things and he wasn't helping matters by being there. Robyn would come to him when she was ready.

With Kit gone Robyn looked over to where she sensed a presence, "I know you're there Cain. Come out and show yourself."

Cain did as he was bid. In his hand he held his favourite item, his scalpel. There was a strange emotion visible in his eyes which Robyn had never thought she'd see in their stormy depths.

Cain repeated the words Robyn had said to him while she'd been his captive with excellent accuracy. "On high mountains where it's freezing cold and too high up for anything to live a plant grows against the odds. It hangs on despite snow and storms. Even in the cold temperatures of the night it lives. It survives. It fights the darkness and continues to grow. When the snow is gone and the sun shines upon it the plant blooms. That's when people notice it. Other times they'd not know it was there." Lifting the scalpel up a bit Cain continued, "You were right. There is good in me. Good that I thought was long dead. Unfortunately it's been poisoned and has poisoned me in turn. I cannot be redeemed for what I've done so I must go."

"Go where?" Robyn asked confused.

Instead of answering Robyn Cain lodged his scalpel deeply into his own throat and drew it across effectively slitting it. His eyes were fixed on Robyn the whole time and remained fixed on her as blood poured from his throat.

Robyn screamed at the sight. She didn't know what to do. Cain began to sink to the ground his eyes still glued to hers.

Kit heard Robyn scream and sprinted back to the garden. He was quickly joined by Sportacus and Ché. All three ran at top speed but stopped dead in their tracks when they saw what had happened. It was too late to save Cain. He laid still his features turning a chalky colour. The blood flow from his throat had stopped and his eyes though no longer alive stared hollowly at Robyn.

Shaking off his shock and taking charge of the situation Ché ordered Kit and Sportacus to take Robyn home. They did so with little resistance. With Robyn out of the way Ché stood looking at Cain. He didn't quite know what to do with the body or how to clean up the mess. Before he did anything the police would have to be notified, this was a crime scene. There was no doubt in Ché's mind that Cain had inflicted the damage on himself.

Three police officers came running up to the garden. They were the same three that had been at the house the night before. They'd come to interview Robyn and had been told of the incident. Throwing their plans to interview Robyn out of the window they made their way to the scene of Cain's suicide.

Two out of the three officers had dealt with Cain's handiwork before but none expected to find him a victim of it himself. Despite investigations and searches Cain had always managed to evade arrest by hiding. Now they finally had him but it was much too late to prosecute.

One officer radioed in to headquarters to tell them the news and to request a coroner be sent down. Even though the cause of death was obvious a coroner's report had to be filed for the case to be officially closed.

While the radio call was being made another officer looked up at Ché and gulped. They'd never seen anyone so big and to their ignorant eyes the giant looked rather menacing.

"Ex-excuse me s-s-sir," the second police officer stammered.

Ché looked down hearing himself being addressed, "yes officer?"

"Y-y-you didn't see the incident o-o-occurring did you?"

"No. I'm not what you'd call a witness. I heard Robyn scream and ran over here with her uncle and fiancé. You don't have to be afraid of me you know, I won't hurt you."

The police officer nodded nervously, "very good."

Within minutes the coroner's car rolled up to the garden. Two men got out of it. One fetched whatever they'd need while the other took photographs of the body before it was moved. Blood samples were taken by way of swabbing Cain's neck. Their job done the coroner's bagged Cain up and deposited him in their car.

A solemn audience watched as the car drove out of town. They all knew who was inside and were happy to see the mad man gone. Their thoughts were rested with Robyn. She had witnessed her half brother killing himself, a sight that no one should have to endure.