Disclaimer: I own nothing of Magnus Scheving or LT.

A/N: Hahahaha The fun has just begun.. Damn, my muses are fighting again..Time to grab the whip! Hehehe... oh yes I admit it.. this is the tinest bit of PWP, but you know you'll love it! It does have a point... and like I said, there is a plot..not huge, but good. hopefully good . . I'll let you decide lol. ok..I promise I'll shut up now because my Robbie muse is staring at me hatefully... BTW-This is SOFT M only to be safe. oh the cleavage thing..Robbie's a little horny. lol The next chap will really get into the whole story. this chap is crap I know. oh one more note...forgot to sa..this has A WHOLE CRAPLOAD OF PAIRINGS. That means from the cliche sportasteph to the down and dorties of sportarobbie. be warned.

Contaminated Water

2: Sporta-drunk

"There's always a way," Steph proclaimed as she made the winning goal for her team.

Sportacus shouted, "Great job, Stephanie!"

Pixel ran to Stephanie with the football in his hand, "Here, I think this is yours. It was either you or Trixie who let me borrow the football."

"I did!" Stingy dashed over, "It's mine! It's mine!"

Shaking her head in disbelief, Stephanie argued, "It's Trixie's. I saw her lend it to Pixel last Thursday."

"It's mah-ine.. Mine, mine, mine." Stingy sounded as though he were five again.

Sportacus laughed, "Stingy, it's not your ball."

"Let's all take a break and have some sports candy," Trixie announced, trying to change the subject.

Ziggy ran over to the gang and asked, "What about candy? Who has candy?"

The gang chuckled at Ziggy's outburst. In a moment, they all decided to get some apples, oranges, and water which Sportacus left on a nearby bench. Upon reaching this bench, the gang chowed down on all of the fruits. As planned, they guzzled down the refreshingly cool water. Simple as that, the drinks were gone into everyone's system. No one noticed anything wrong..Nothing at all.

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

Stretching his legs out to the ground, Robbie was becoming very tired. He hated waiting to hear or see if his plan was beginning. The only goal Robbie wanted to reach at this point was getting rid of Sportacus. The thought of the overly athletic man jumping about, entertaining everyone with his skills, and doing as he pleased really pissed Robbie the hell off. Somewhere in his ticking mind was the ultimate despise of one certain thing concerning Sportacus...He was a sex icon. For some reason, this was the icing on Robbie's hatred cake.

Mmm cake..

"They should pay attention to me! I'm the one with the extremely cool hair and big...chin." Robbie enjoyed talking to himself. It was the only thing to both be amusing and pass time.

Mayor Meanswell came outside and saw Robbie. The Mayor approached him and asked, "Up to no good, Robbie?"

"No!" He defended, looking a bit angered, "I'm just enjoying the nice sun today. It's making me feel extra lazy."

Sighing and shaking his head, the Mayor walked away. Sooner than he knew it, Robbie heard a strange sound.

"What's this?" Robbie wondered aloud, "Some...giggling? It can't be! The potion...hatred...I have to see for myself!"

Robbie didn't waste any time dashing over to the football field. His eyes widened and his irritablity grew imensly. Everyone...Everyone was on the ground chuckling and laughing hard enough to burst. What had gone wrong? What was going on? Why was Sportacus wobbling around as he tried to stand?

"Oh No.." Robbie hit his head with his hand, "They are...drunk! That stupid machine of mine must have made some mistake.. It's not working right."

Sportacus spotted Robbie and yelled in a garbled tone, "Robbay Rowtan! Yoo come ova here."

"Hahahaha I feel high," Trixie shouted.

Apparently the potion had different affects on everyone, for everyone was acting differently. Stephanie stood up and started to make animal noises. The whole place was going insane! Robbie had no clue what to do. He walked over to them in case they were pulling a prank on him, but Robbie had no such luck.

Pixel was pretending to drive, Trixie was staring off into space, Ziggy was licking his fingers and drooling, and Stingy was rolling around on the ground. Somethnig had gone terribly wrong, and Robbie neede to fix it before someone found out.

"Stephanie," He nealry yelled, "Look at me!" His words seemed to bounce off of her ears.

Robbie suddenly felt an arm wrap around him...A strong arm..

"You always were my favorite villain.." Sportacus' voice seemed seductively soft. Robbie jumped and backed away from his enemy.

With a confused mind, Robbie blurted, "You..You are drunk! Snap out of it, man!"

Sportacus was not drunk. In fact, everyone was standing again and acting as calmly as the ocean breeze.

"Hey Robbie," Stephanie inched closer to him, "Want to play a game?"

Shaking his head, he argued, "No. I hate games you pink girl."

Stingy picked up the football from the ground and announced, "This is my ball.I like playing with my balls. They are mine."

Trying to hide his giggles, Robbie coughed loudly. He couldn't figure it out.

"Why are you acting like this?" He finally queried.

Before an answer could arrive, the gang surrounded him.

Oh Sweet Jesus, He thought in shock, They are all horny!