Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Lazytown... However, I own a copy of Robbie as a muse! YAY.. He likes threatening me. It's fun! lol

A/N: This is the lustyfilledfiction you've all been waiting for. It's hyper, sort of a parody, and humorous..but most of all...people are way too (cover your kids ears) Horny! hahahaha. ok..I must use the force wisely or yoda will eat my muses for dinner. Damn him and his wrinkly self! DAAAAAAAAAAAMN HIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMM...(Overdramatic pasue) GASP! Don't worry..this has a tiny plot. hehehe I'll give you a cookie if you can find it! This is: Sportasteph, Stepharobbie, and many other odd pairs. ((But mostly Sportasteph)) I might do Age of Age soon, but I want to write this first.

Contaminated Water

1: The Master Plan

Robbie Rotten always failed at his so called 'master plans.' Everytime he had the chance to get rid of Sportacus, Stephanie and the kids would always destroy it. Now that the kids weren't kids anymore, for they had all grown up into their early twenties and late teens, Robbie had an even harder time convincing them he was someone else. No more disguises... How could he use them when Stephanie was always on his track? She was the smarter of the bunch, besides Sportacus, and she was able to tell who was behind the mask, under the costume, or hidden behind the beard. Robbie was becoming depressed, and would soon think of leaving Lazytown himself if something didn't go right soon.

That's when a light bulb went off over his head...Literally...He turned on a light and looked around his laboratory. There was a tiny plan bunny hopping about his head, waiting to be discovered as he thought and thought. Finally, it hit him...Sportacus and everyone else always drank water, for they were always active. What if they couldn't drink it...? Or worse...

"What if they drink it, and something terribly rotten happens?" Robbie asked himself. The plan formed in his head, making every detail perfect as he sat in his furry orange chair.

--o--o--o--o--

Sportacus flipped and twirled as he approached Stephanie. She sat on a bench writing in her diary concerning the day's normal events of playing games and sports with her friends. True, she was twenty, but she still loved her sports and sports candy. Her figure had shown a great deal of growing, bringing her womanly features out for more aknowledgement. However, she still had her hair short and pink just the way she always like it. Nothing could change her love for the color pink.

As years passed, Stephanie had realized she really liked Sportacus as more than a friend. Although she felt this way, she couldn't come to admit it to his face, nor anyone else's. It was her deepest, darkest secret. To her, Sportacus was everything. He was athletic, sexy, spontaneous, lovable, generous, kind, etc.. Steph's list could take rolls of paper to fill.

In Sportacus' mind, Stephanie was a shy yet outgoing, beautiful girl..woman. Yes, she was a woman.. No amount of pink could hide her curvacious body, her gleaming eyes, or her graceful ways. Love was the only word to describe what Sportacus felt for Stephanie. He didn't think anyone knew that he liked her, yet the gang did glance at them oddly at times.

"Good afternoon, Stephanie," Sportacus' thick accent made Steph jump out of her daydream.

She looked over her shoulder and replied, "Hey, Sportacus! What's new?"

"Well," He thought for a moment, "I was going to ask if you would join a game of football with the others and I."

Without any response, Stephanie put her diary away, grinned, and raced Sportacus to the football field. Trixie had already begun the game, as usual, for she became quite a tomboy over the years. Ziggy still owned his candy cravings, Stingy still felt a tad too greedy, and Pixel became the obsessive computer/electronic lover he was destined to be.

Now on the football field, Stephanie and Sportacus prepared themselves to play the game. The sun was brimming with radiant rays, the sky was clear, the birds sung, and the breeze was just oh-so-right. A perfect day for playing.

And a perfect day for evil plotting...

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Hiding behind a trash can, Robbie held a flask of clear liquid in his hands. In his laboratory, he had produced a special potion in one of his machines using only an old sock, a lampshade, and a bottle of perfume. The potion supposedly made whoever drank it become very iritable and annoyed. Basically a hatred potion.. The plan was to sneak the potion in each and every bottle of water he saw.. This would be a hard task, but since the liquid appeared clear, no one would think it was something malicious. Robbie had enough of the liquid to fill every single waterbottle in Lazytown. He just had to make sure not to drink it himself.. He knew that wouldn't be tough, for he hated water.

Watching everyone play football was really sickening to Robbie. He hated that everyone was having fun but him. He wanted everyone to be lazy. He wanted Sportacus to disappear.. He wanted to rewind time and see Stephanie's cleavage again.. . ... .

"Wow, I need to keep my eyes off of her and onto those water bottles." Sneaking around the fence, Robbie slithered his way to the bench just outside the football field. There they were...the bottles filled with disgusting, tasteless, slimy water.

Reaching his hand out to the first bottle, Robbie quietly uncapped it and poured a tiny bit of the contents out. In an instant, he poured a few drops of the potion in the bottle. He continually did this to each and every water bottle he saw. Then, in a flash, he ran away from the scene. His master plan would soon take place.. He would sit on a bench in front of the Mayor's Office and wait for the plan to initiate.